Rhyme of the VERY Ancient Mariner (Canal Version)
Once upon a time a very Old Scout Leader got in a boat (read Kayak) and paddled for many days, without food and water his tounge shrivelled to the root, he believed that soon the Grim Reaper (read little rat with cloak, scythe and miniature egg timer) would come for his soul. But a light at the end of the tunnel (actually canal) and Four Angels appeared, Judith, Jo, Tracy and Angela. I have never been so pleased in all my life to see another Human face – then along a bit and round the corner and the ordeal was over.
Anyway Richard seemed to have managed it easily the Boys equally found it OK.
The Lesson if there is one. Act your age not your shoe size and find some water that faces downhill……