It didn't take her long to realize that she would walk, then wade, to the island, so she did so. She encourage me to do so, and the water water was cold, but I was wearing sandals, so I got used to it.
Only after all that did I realize that I had this psychological barrier against wading in the stream. Really, it was nothing. I wound up wading about in the shallower area pulling out the big rocks so that I could throw them again.
I see more stream wading in my future.
