Tuesday, May 29, 2012


I'm so lucky. This is almost on my doorstep. The river Wharfe wending its way through the Yorkshire countryside. Hard to believe that a little way downstream the river narrows to a channel only a few feet wide. Almost narrow enough to jump. Of course, water rushes through and it's very dangerous and jumping is the last thing anyone should do. But people still do it. A couple on their honeymoon died there in 1998. No one knows what happened. It's suspected one or both of them slipped. Doubtful they'd tried to jump. Only foolish boys do that. But it's a reminder that something deadly can often lurk beneath something beautiful.


Laurie A. Green said...

Beautiful scenery! And amazing how that big river squeezes into that narrow, rushing torrent. How very sad about the newlyweds.

We don't have a lot of rivers in this area, other than the mighty Rio Grande. But we do have arroyos that are usually dry but in the monsoon season can fill to capacity in just a matter of moments. People are warned to stay away, but we still lose a few every year because they get caught in the flood. Maybe some consider warnings as a dare?

Barbara Elsborg said...

Yep, I think they do, Laurie. I'm sure the newly weds just slipped. The rocks are smooth and covered with algae. There are warning notices up but its tempting to young stags.
I remember when we were in Page, near Lake Powell that there was a flood in a slot canyon - major runoff from a storm many miles away and a a number tourists died. We'd been thinking about doing the tour too. EEK

Arlene said...

Lovely and frightening. A great combination in fiction, not so much for unlucky newlyweds.