No two days are the same on the river. Avid followers will remember the large half-tree that washed up by our “back gate”, and the first of the recent triple storms dispatched it to the lower reaches pretty smartly with a six foot surge.

Thirty feet long and a three foot girth.

The third and final surge was approximately ten foot above summer levels and resulted in this…

One hundred foot long – half a tree!

This will take an eleven foot or higher surge to dislodge it to Hay on Wye, and that almost certainly won’t happen so I’m guessing we are stuck with it for the next year or so.

In the meantime we will see what our new mini-beast can prune off it.

Harry

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