Everywhere is sodden. This is normally the Pocklington canal on the right, a ditch in the centre and a field on the left. This year the water is everywhere, a few 100 metres on from here the three bodies of water were joined, and my wellies were just about tall enough. Discretion won and we cut the walk short. I did see a short eared owl though, so that was some recompense.
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