Come and join Wendy, in a fabulous pink bridesmaids gown, as she goes for a deep paddle in the river as it flows onwards from the Dale towards the wide Vale of York. No longer the babbling brook of the Upper Dale, now it's a river, wide and deep, and spanned as it leaves one of the pretty market towns on the edge of the hills by a beautiful wrought iron, arch-suspended Victorian road bridge, which forms the perfect backdrop to Wendy's dress-wetting fun.

Slowly our lovely lady wades into the water, gradually wetting more and more of the beautiful material until the skirt is completely soaked and the river is lapping at her bodice. Then she plays, splashing water, bobbing up and down, and clambering around the rocks below the surface. Eventually, the dress is drenched completely, and Wendy poses to show off her wetness.