You know those stretches of water that childhood memories are made of?
They lure you in. The water’s not particularly clear, or pretty, or awe inspiring.
But it allows you to skim stones, slide down muddy banks, sit in it, splash in it, and chase the dog in it.
The banks have a magnetic pull and you find yourself losing hours there without even trying.
We found such a stretch of water at the weekend when we went camping in beautiful Herefordshire.
The river flows in the shadow of a pretty, stone arched bridge and is flanked by green and pleasant hedgerows and the sunshine dapples through the tree canopy.
And this is Dan with his best friend, plotting how they’re going to turn a section of the river bank into a slide worthy of the world’s greatest water parks.
And they did. These are the muddy, wet clothes to prove it.
This is the sort of photo they’ll look back on in years to come and recall an awesome childhood memory. And for that reason I absolutely love it.
This post for for week 69 of The Gallery: Water.
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