Moon Gazey Swim With No Moon
As is usual for Devon Moon Gazey Swims, we drove to Bovisand through tipping rain and floods with windscreen wipers on double speed. I’m sure I saw the moon as a faint glow through the clouds, but it certainly wasn’t gazeable. Sky and sea were the slatey grey that soaks up light. A band of ripped sea weeds and shells mulled around in the shallows, but the rain had stopped. Several people had their toes nibbled, possibly by the famous Wembury Bay Cuckoo Wrasse. Who needs to pay for a fishy pedicure?
Ann and her kids arrived half an hour late having been horribly lost in the lanes, but they gamely ran into the sea and had a fine time body-surfing. Gulls and a cormorant bobbed around and fished nearby. Walking from the water over wet sand, we left our footprints among those of the birds.