Mud, mud, glorious mud!

Day 2 - outward bounding. We walked from the source of the River Esk along it's increasingly muddy banks. Stopped along the way to measure its depth and width; fall in; fall over; lie in bracken; listen in silence to the sounds of nature; scoff a packed lunch; get stuck in thick treacly mud; skim stones and play foxes and pheasant.
Happy day.