brain was flooded with all sorts of thoughts…’was there a truck behind us? no, we are at the end of the road. what’s happening? earthquake? no, wrong noise. and then as i was looking this way and that trying to source the huge rumble i spotted it.
we had been enjoying the river right on a u-shaped bend and thus the sound was bouncing and finding us from every direction. but directly opposite on the other side, a large portion of the clay banks had come tumbling down meeting with the river. with all the rain over the last few weeks it was really not surprising. there was hardly anything to 