The Scream

After yesterday's cabin fever, where I just had to get out of Blackheath, Mr C took pity on me and we went for a ramble around the Tarana district. Always so pretty. We have so few days off together, it was nice to get away.

Here is a tiny section of the lovely Fish River, a popular trout fishing destination, as the name would suggest.

Really, there wasn't too much screaming going down, at least, not after the first hour or so :)