From the time I was eight years old and experienced my first memory of foaming rapids, in a river in the Andes mountains in Chile, I have always held a special place in my heart for river banks. I have sat by many rivers since that first time, quiet, meandering ones, wild frothy ones; I have copied quotes and poems about rivers into my little black notebooks, I have sat on riverbanks with friends in so many countries, and we have shared memories together of riverbanks in Canada, Bolivia, Germany, Iran, Italy,..... so many riverbanks.