Stormy December Hoe
I thought it would be simple to get into the stormy Sound at low tide, however the rocky shore scuppered our easy entry and my bare feet were protesting seriously at the battering they were taking. The water temperature had dropped to 10.9°c since our swim last week, a small but noticeable difference.
Murky, slatey-green sea slapped our faces, bodies rocked randomly in the ragged waves. Our view of the Hoe was misted by spray. We swam around the point, striking out a little way to avoid being dashed onto rocks. After 45 minutes I was chilled to the core.
I stood on the wet concrete under the arches and stripped while the wind stole the last of the warmth from my body. My feet had no feeling and my hands fumbled with my clothes.
Clutching my hot cappuccino later, I was tempted to pour it into my boots.
I’d forgotten my camera, but JJ had his – thanks to him for the photos.
Fellow Stormy Swimmers
JJ, Alice, Allan, Pauline, Joh, Rosie, Geoffrey.
Solo Japanese Tourist