Down to the river

Will arrived last night and joined us on a walk.  The walk was very pleasant and sunny flowing a steep valley above Py.  After the picnic, we had to cross the river which was running fast.  The crossing was about six feet above the torrent and wobbly.  One of the party got scared and we tried to show her alternative ways of crossing.  Denis tried to find a place to wade across but the water was glacial (not surprising as it is melt water) and the river was running too fast.  So four turned round and went back the way we had come and the rest of us walked on.  Perhaps with a prayer and this song she could have managed it!