I took advantage of the recent high pressure during the holiday to row down the river, it was relatively early around 8.30 the only people about were dog walkers and a couple of paddle boarders inflating their boards in the car park.
The water was like glass, it was almost a shame to spoil the mirror surface with the splashing of oars , it was a day that paddling a kayak would have been great looking forward across the glassy surface rather that watching the disturbed wake behind.
A cafe was open for a slightly aged croissant and a very welcome hot cup of tea.
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