Chris Murray – “As we arrived at Bantham, George said, almost on a whim, “Shall we float up the river on the current to find a good place to camp?” Having lost and then found my fishing rod earlier in the trip I was desperate to redeem myself and catch some dinner for the lads. As we cruised up the river, we were no longer using the wind but drifting silently on the current. There was so much to look at that I didn’t notice as I sailed over some slack ropes floating just below the surface that extended to the boats moored beyond. About 30 seconds later, I stopped dead. Had I caught a big fish? Would I be able to provide an amazing dinner? This was my moment! As I started tugging on the line to haul in my prize, I realised the error of my ways; I was pulling myself closer and closer to a boat. A boat that I was now well and truly attached to!”