Did other rivers, streams and creeks fall into these mighty waters, cascading down hills and surging through valleys to swell the rushing waters of the mighty Humber? Annie wrapped her shawls around her. A wind was rising, cold and sharp, coming in from the sea. It disturbed the water’s dull surface, agitating it into frothy white crests and she saw by the increasing undercurrent that the tide was on the turn. The river was on a journey and she was compelled to follow it.