We met at the club early Sunday morning, and left with no faff to arrive at the car
park at the planned time (possibly a club first!). Everybody turned up at Sleningford
Campsite around the same time including Cliff who had somehow missed our speedy getaway
from the clubhouse.
With everyone changed, we organised the cars and boats to get everyone up to the
start point. After negotiating ourselves and the boats down the precarious mud bank
and getting on the river, we split into three groups to do the trip.
The sun came out by the time we reached the first weir giving most of us a chance
to practise ferrygliding, breaking in and out and enjoying a good surf.
The water levels were slightly higher than expected, so we paddled down the next
few rapids without too much scraping on the rocks. At the halfway point we all got
out for a quick lunch break, with all of us commenting on the fact that we had no
swimmers so far.
After lunch we continued on the trip through beautiful scenery, passing idylic villages
and stunning bridges. Once we had navigated the notoriously ‘evil’ weir (with Mark
helping everyone over the rocks at the bottom) we soon came upon the epic bottom
section by the campsite that was running at around grade 3. Again to everyone’s amazement
- another rare occurrence for the club - no swimmers !!!. About half of the group
walked the few hundred yards back to the beginning of the last section and enjoyed
an extra run.
Everyone who came had a really enjoyable time, most notably Jan who stayed dry all
day and is probably still smiling now !