After a categorical fail at Burton Bradstock on the 5th (involving more humiliations than we could number including someone asking our support team, ODG, whether we were doing this "for a bet" as we pranced about shrieking in the surf) AT and I were utterly determined to swim the next day and motored over to Ringstead Bay, the home of calm seas and no-getting-out-of-it. We display quite staggering braveness in the face of the full body peel from the cold, and have a totally fantastic swim, emerging glowing, raucous and alive. The year has finally properly begun.
ps SW - we went on afterwards to the Secret Location of the Hut - completely unbelievably perfect, next swim there please.
ReplyDeletePeople do stop and stare when you swim at this time of year, I had quite a crowd on Sunday.
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