|Winding down the Wissey|
It wasn't until after lunch that the rain finally shifted away for good and we set off to explore the closest of the Great Ouse tributaries, the River Wissey. It's also the prettiest of them –the water is delightfully clear so you can spot fishes swimming among the weeds. It's a winding river, often tree-lined and narrow especially in its first few miles. But hopefully not so narrow that we won't find somewhere to turn at the end!
|The captain steering his ship|
Not much to tell today, then, except to add that I am writing this in the increasingly forlorn hope that I will ever get an internet connection. Despite having three 'blobs' of signal I can't get a connection at all. Someone else in Hilgay must be using the 3G system! So when you're out in the sticks, forget 4G and keep your fingers crossed you might be able to find 1G.
FOOTNOTE: After watching the spinning wheel of no connection for an hour and with my battery just about run down the other person in Hilgay using 3 Mobile finally went to bed and my connection came alive again!