... forms of wildlife such as dragonflies and kingfishers and below the surface of the fast flowing water lived many trout that could be seen darting in and out of weeds any time. The only way of crossing the river for miles was via an old wooden footbridge. The bridge was alive with moss and you could lie on it and it would be like lying on the most comfortable of beds. Birds would sing in the trees and every quarter of an hour the church, which also sat on the banks, would toll, capping off the magical atmosphere. But I would be lying if I said that this place was entirely deserted of humans. A merry band of fishermen, who obviously loved the river as much as I did, waddled past my house almost everyday to try and outwit the trout. Very rarely were they successful, due to the fact that ...

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