A few weeks back when it wasn't raining, grey and dull in East Anglia, I was asked to pop down to Santon Downham to meet Paul Norris and his lovely dog Milly in Norfolk. It was a beautiful bright day with frost the night before which made for a lovely way to start the year.
I wasn't quite sure what to expect, but canoes and paddle boards wasn't it. Paul's idea was to take me out in a canoe for a quick trip down the river with Milly as well. I'm not happiest on a boat, especially one that rocks around as much as a Canadian-type canoe, but I was reassured it was safe. All went well with a quick ten minute trip up and down the river with me at the front with Paul and Milly just loving the early morning boat ride. I was pretty much stuck in one place but with some flash to the side and the widest lens I had all made for some lovely atmospheric pics on the water.
So back to dry land and then Paul wanted to take Milly back onto the river but this time on a paddle board. "She's used to it" I was told, and true to his word she happily sat with Paul whilst he took the bright yellow board for another trip down the river and back. This time I was firmly on dry land taking pics from the bridge and he made his way back to me.
There were a few twitchers around who were on the lookout for a rare parrot crossbill, which had made its way to Thetford Forest, but I don't think they've ever see a man in near sub-zero temperatures floating down The Little Ouse with a dog on a paddle board.