Crossing the Runde River

We have come to a shallow part of the Runde River. 

Ant knows well that the crossing here is relatively simple.

Still, the river bed must be carefully tested. 

There might be a new wash-out or some other obstruction.

Half way across I spy an Ele, heading for a cool drink.

At the foot of the Chilojo Cliffs he nears the refreshing wet.