Sea Swimming Blog #36










Day 75 Sea Swimming.
#36 of the blog.
Thought I’d make the most of not having to drop my little one off at school and get a nice sunrise in… the weather forecast looked promising with sun and a bit of cloud predicted.
I got down to St Aubin for about 7:20am with sunrise estimated as around 7:40.
There was a pretty thick set of low lying clouds on the horizon but I thought there was a chance that the rising sun would illuminate it and produce some kind of red/pink fire ball.
I waited for about 40 minutes.
I had my car radio on, unashamedly listening to a bit of Radio 3.
There’s something about the combination of the sea and classical music - a kind of synchronicity between the violence and the calm that can characterise both in their extremes.
Unlike a rousing four part symphony, the sunrise was flat throughout so I thought I’d give up on the photos and just go for my swim.
I started getting ready then realised I’d left my goggles and neoprene hat at home… “ducks bake” I said… or something similar… guess I’d have to head home to get them.
I went to start my car and heard then dreaded ‘click, click, click’ as the starter motor tried in vein to get going… I banged my head against the window and laughed… “ducks bake” indeed.
A deep breath and a few more choice words later and I tried again and thankfully it started and I was able to head home, grab my stuff then get back down for 9am to meet up with the Bathing Beau and Bluebells.
Only a few photos to show but evidence enough that we braved the swell - with all thoughts of the early morning’s stresses washed away.
“Meditation and water are melded forever”
- Herman Melville