Wading in the water that day I saw a fin, then two, then three. My heart skipped a beat, on tenterhooks as they say. It pays to double check of course, just in case they’re here for dinner. But no, as I thought, they’re a family of dolphins that come into the Hardy Inlet regularly, and travel up river for some considerable distance, entertaining the walkers and the river users no end. There’s been a family of dolphins in the river now for as long as I can remember, such a joy to see. Nowadays my heart skips a beat in the hope of seeing them.