Friday evening was all good with the usual suspects - John & Bec, Dave & Sarah arriving for dinner, followed by Paul & Becca in time for a beer or three (except John who had his rations the previous evening apparently!). A quiet night, early breakfast, river smarties (Co-codamol!) and off to meet the rest at the mighty T....
Sunday dawned dull and windy, but at least I'd caught up on my kip! Folk were jumping on the river at all kinds of places, some above the chipper, some at the raft put-in while yet others went onto the lower. Eventually those on the upper river caught each other up and a great morning was had with coaches working overtime and all having a top time. I paddled mostly with Sarah in her relatively new Burn; she worked hard and had worked out a lot of the ways of the new boat by the time Andrew and I had to say our goodbyes and head back to the Lakes. A long and sleepy eyed drive saw us home just after 7, none the worse but with another top weekend under our belts.
Andrew hitting the skiramp halfway eddy hard
Shredding the NRA
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