Dad to the rescue. Added by Tricia

Created by triciadevereux 11 years ago
I have many happy memories of days out with Dad while he was still in good enough health to enjoy them. One occasion will always stand out in my mind. Chris and I had taken him for a weekend break to a B&B in Grassington, where we often stayed.I'm not sure what time of year it was but the weather was cold and the rivers were high from recent rainfall. After a hearty breakfast on the first morning, we'd gone out in our walking gear to do the walk Chris had mapped out for us for that day. Before returning to the car, Chris walked ahead of me and Dad down to the edge of the river and scraped the muck from his boots on a stone that was jutting out from the bank. He then returned to the path and proceeded, out of sight, to the car park. I took his lead and chose the same stone to clean my boots on. I just didn't have Chris's knack of performing the boot-scraping motion. My foot went down instead of up and I landed in the river. I actually went under before finding a footing and spluttering back up to the surface. All this took only seconds but I was still too late to prevent Dad, with my frantic arm waving, from flying to my rescue. I can still remember the heroic look of intent on his face as he gathered speed, a veritable caped crusader. He was in the river beside me before I could stop him. We managed to climb out, both drenched from head to foot, with bits of weed and twigs sticking out of our hair and clothing. We walked the few yards back to the path and on to the car park, where we found Chris with his back turned towards us putting his walking gear in the boot of the car. His eyes opened wide in amazement when he turned and saw us. The day ended happily, though. There were some spare overtrousers and cagoules in the car that we were able to put on to protect our decency after stripping off in the public toilets. We didn't get hypothermia. Instead, we drove back to the B&B and they took pity on us, even though it wasn't really the done thing to return during the day. A fire was lit on the upstairs landing and we were served with tea and toasted teacakes. We'd had an adventure together and it left us with a tale to tell for many a year to come.