You do see plenty of canoeing in town...well not in town exactly, that would be silly, but on the river in town. Mainly however, they are to be found over the other side of the stone bridge playing in the rough water by the weir.
This time, they were playing on the castle side of Millgate bridge, and playing was the word. They were practicing fancy ways of entering the water, which is why they were all on land, rather than in the waer when I first saw them.
One chap entered the water with a dramatic 360 roll and an enormous splash. Another canoeist nosed into the water like a dying gannet.
Above on the bridge, a small crowd cheered encouragement. It all looked tremendous fun, but tremendously cold. Rolling into the water looked less my idea of a good time and more my idea of hypothermia crossed with Weil's disease.
Think I will stick to running and cycling.
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