Isn't it funny how you can live in an area for ages and then hear about a spot that everyone seems to know about except you.
The Needles was one such spot I heard about recently and I refused to be left out! Hence I went for a little explore yesterday. Some of the prettiest spots I find are right next to suburbia which gives them special meaning since I know they must be dear to the hearts of locals and visited by grateful adults, yelling happy children and wet excited dogs alike.
I have no idea how The Needles got it's name since it is a concrete causeway on a river with shallow rapids on one side and deeper water interspersed with shallow slabs of rock on the other. No needle like rocky pinacles in sight. In fact I thought it should be called The Hill since the walk back up it is a doozy! Not for the unfit, hence my mild exhaustion! This is a lovely spot for swimming in the warmer months, but bear in mind that return trip- you will not want to carry moaning children up it!
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