Across the road and through a field gate we make a discreet detour to keep well away from a wily-looking bull and push through long grass and to the river bank, guided by the sight of two men fishing, but to find that we are cut off by a stream the side of which we have to trek to find a ‘crossing.’ 1 politely help young lady over water then lift her bike across. By the time my iron is over the banks are collapsing and both feet slide gracefully into muddy water !