Wraysbury. Not reall worth a visit as too much town traffic to get to it.
Bollarded off. Now looks more like a duck pond than a ford. Approx 1 foot deep. Waded in a bit - several inches of mud and muck above what seems a firm base. Probably passable but seemed a shame to disturb it
Ford near Hurst.
Nearly 2 foot deep, good surface but as I found out half way across, very slippery - had to use both feet and lots of throttle while slipping sideways in the current. Close to pub so I stopped for a beer.
It turned out that the female driver hadn't noticed how deep the water was that day and had managed to stall it - she was on the phone to her husband who turned up 10 minutes later to drag her out.
Carters hill, 6 inches deep, good surface. Part of a small "network" of gravel byways so I rode around a bit and incorporated a few miles of them into the route.
I found a great river crossing south of Reading on a green lane trip.
You entered the river turned down stream for about 2o yards then turned left and exited the river.
I was leading the run and made the crossing OK but because the entry and exit points were hidden from each other I could not watch the other people cross. All I could hear were dying bikes and frantic kicking I would not try it on my GS.
I will have to hunt through my back copies of TBM to find out were it was.
The first Arborfield Cross ford, down a byway. Around a foot deep, reasonable gravel surface with a few rocks to avoid (with most of these fords I managed to have a good look beforehand on the footbridge). Continues on to the next ford via a dirt and brick rubble byway.
The second Arborfield Cross ford - the byway from the last one leads down a steep, loose dirt byway with deep ruts down the middle (presumably washed out by rain?). Looked quite intimidating compared to the others so had a long look from all banks. Around 18 inches deep, reasonable surface, large rocks near the bridge. I took a route across the left side (away from the bridge) - had to hope there were no hidden rocks/rubbish as the last third was murky. The byway leading back to the road is around 1/4 of a mile - had to slow down to avoid a fierce looking wolf (well actually a large fierce looking alsation, but you never know when those damn things are going to go for the throat
I said to the Navigator - "Shortest route please" - so it took me literally and sent me down a narrow pot-holed lane - I thought I'd reached the ford but that was just a massive puddle across the track from the recent downpours - the lane became a muddy byway...