By mid-morning, the mist was long gone, and the river was turning into a warm bath. The air temperature was a maximum of 37C that day! The water temperature must have then be close to 30C.

Back at the campsite, we took advantage of every little bit of shade.

Bridie Beagle panting like no tomorrow. She enjoyed the heat, even if it completely drained her.

Even after a swim, she once again insisted on sunbathing. The saying about mad dogs (and some silly people) being the only ones crazy enough to be in the midday sun, is true where she’s concerned.