Is not the body its own moulded river?
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It may only be a stone's throw across, but this little trip across the Clyde is amazing! Every time I do it which isn't that often I'm he amazed at how inspiring a short raft-ride can be. On one side you have the city, on the other the Kilpatrick Hills. But it's perhaps the gentle bobbing, the sea smells, the tidal-ness of it all, that reminds me in full of the ineluctable ebb and flow of life. Pity the ferryman wasn't as wise as Vasuveda.
17th September 2015, a new Guinness World Record for the number of cyclists, 8, on the Yoker-Renfrew raft ;)
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