Week 49 – Saturday 4 May to Friday 10 May 2013
May. There be summer.
Or so it seemed on some unseasonally warm days this past week. Well, maybe not summer. But some mild mornings and a few afternoons of almost 25 degrees is nothing to be sneezed at. Especially when you’re trying to swim.
The past week, and one morning in particular, found my friend Walter praying for warmer water, though. He hadn’t had a dip for a few weeks and pronounced as we waded in last Monday: “Jesus! Mary and Joseph!”
I laughed so much I could hardly swim (which is nothing new). The next day Walter donned his wetsuit and stopped praying to Jesus, Mary and Joseph.
The 365 Swims Scoreboard now reads 343 swims down, with 22 to go. Three weeks and one day.
A real summer’s day. 39 Degrees. 5pm, 29 November 2o12. Several hundred reasons for swimming at 6am.
Next week: Andy and Dan and the Byron Bay Triathlon.
Week 22 Saturday 27 October to Friday 2 November 2012
Lately, on Saturday mornings, there have been groups of triathlon swimmers hitting the water at Willi at seven on a Saturday morning. Twenty or thirty of them. Wearing wetsuits. A blackness in the water.
‘Rubber men,’ says Tom derisively. Then he wades out in his bathers and with his labrador Kimba (president of the Willy Dolphins).
‘Reel ’em in,’ I say to Tom, a bloke who thrives on a challenge. ‘Reel ’em in.’
I save my wetsuits for the hot days, for snorkelling at Jawbone Marine Sanctuary. My wetsuits are my sunblock. And my protection from rocks and ‘rays.
Any day now I’ll get the wetsuits from the garage. And the flippers. And the gloves. And the earplugs. And the snorkel.