Assault on Frothy Rock
This is what wild swimming’s all about. More from our gorgeous friends in Argyll. Watch the video!
Our most exciting and arduous storm swim yet took place a few days ago when we swam out to Frothy Rock, fully wet-suited. I hadn’t realised how tiring it would be to swim in a wetsuit and was pretty tired out by the time I got there. With a full Westerly blowing in and big waves breaking, we were keen to get onto the rock; this proved almost impossible! It took all my energy to swim against the current, but Capt. Duggie advised a sideways approach and I managed it on my sixth attempt. Clinging on like large black limpets, we enjoyed the sensation of being in a car-wash, with lorry loads of water being dumped on top of us as the waves broke relentlessly. Ever resourceful, Capt. Duggie had fashioned a little boat to mount his Go-Pro on, which he towed behind him to get some great video. You…
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