I took it as an omen, standing in the shallow water at the side of lake Buttermere and my foot going cold and numb, “that’s odd I have a wet foot, even with wellies on and no sign of any waves that may have gone over the top”. No surprise then when I retreated to the shore to find that my welly had sprung a leak. So what to replace them with, the more experienced members of the club were always extolling the virtues of waders, and chest waders at that, so time to give them a go.
