An Unexpected Perspective with Original Wild

It’s nearing the golden hour when I reach Bath Quays, a newly built riverside complex that follows the curve of the River Avon. The sun is beginning a slow descent above, casting all surroundings in amber. Paddleboards line the front, bobbing gently from their moorings.

            “Everyone feeling good?” asks our guide, Kyle. He’s standing with one foot in the water and a hand outstretched in question towards the group. I step forward. 

            Original Wild began four years ago, although it wasn’t until this year that the adventure expert company went live. Kyle, founder and thrill seeker, has over a decade of experience in the outdoor industry. This extensive background in adventure has allowed Original Wild to provide leading instructors, the best equipment and a quality service that is recognisable even with my short acquaintance. The company also offers excursions in kayaking, canoeing, raft building, climbing, abseiling and mountain walking, as well as qualifications in the outdoors. Kyle’s stance, steady and expectant on the board, suggests confidence as he explains where to position our feet and hold our oar. Then he tells us to set a course upstream. 

            Original Wild run adventure tours across the United Kingdom, though are mainly based in the South West. Previous trips have included coastlines, islands and canals – the favourite so far being a safari that ends at Warleigh Weir; a classic wild swimming spot located just outside of the World Heritage City. The route we are paddling this evening takes the group upstream, towards Bathampton and Pulteney Bridge. 

            The river is calm, the sunset catching my oar as it strokes from side to side. I’m on my feet, the action not as difficult of an ordeal as I initially believed. I pass willows weeping into waves made by the movement of my board. I travel under bridges that capture the wavering imprint of the water. What an unexpected sight this must be; water traffic at such contrast to the usual canal boats and cruising vessels. Already, this has become a favourite mode of transport. I feel so connected to my surroundings. Water splashes on my toes and the sounds of the river are clear. 

            The arches of Pulteney Bridge become visible as I follow the curve of a meander. Somehow, the architecture is even more impressive from this perspective. I pull the oar to my chest and allow myself to drift towards the weir, settling to my knees on the soft foam of the board. The sunset stains the water, dying light melting stone like butter. 

            You can find out more about the Unexpected Bath campaign here.