We had to re-do some of the bubbly bits until we'd got the falling off just right or because the cameraperson had missed it. We bravely picked our way through squadrons of swans, avoided leaping salmon and fended off heatstroke. In our crew's understated way, we paused for autographs, generously engaged with riverside admirers and left a swell of goodwill and bonhomie in our wake. After seven and a half hours on the water we had smashed the previously un-set record and the magnitude of our achievement began to dawn on us. Because we modestly filmed our epic trip, this means you too can enjoy edited lowlights by clicking here.
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