|A skier on the river, striking out towards an island|
|Fishing hut on the ice|
In summer, floatplanes land and take off from here; Roger looks after one at a movable dock by his lawn, where he ties it down. He told us he was anxious about the dock during the autumn gales, before he'd dismantled it. If it hadn't been secured with metal ties, it would have disintegrated and the pieces would have floated away downstream.
|Cunningham Bay from the air, a few weeks ago|