Second Sea Swim

My (C) second swim was B's first, after she (almost) fully recovered from her mystery 3-week virus! Fortunately the virus caused her to scream "ARSE!" during only a small number of her sporadic coughing fits a la the gardener from the Fast Show...

The weather was warm but overcast, the waves which cancelled last week's race had died and the sea was a comfortable temperature on the gonads...

About 90 people took part, 12 of whom seemed to use me as their make-shift starting block, using me to scrap against to begin their propulsion towards the first buoy! B took the wise move of starting in the foreground of the pictures where the more refined clientelle put down their gin and tonics before making a composed start to their endurance swim!

In the picture below is B in a green cap (foreground... I know!) whilst I am towards the kayak, under a frothing mass of people...

Alas, we didn't win. We did avoid being eaten by sharks, the single most prevalent thought throughout the swim! Much like West Ham under Alan Curbishley, we were both content with mid-table mediocrity, room for improvement, but in front of the one-armed obese pacific islander who was only really there for the post-race BBQ!

We are heading up north on a road trip on Friday. We'll miss the next few sea swims, but plan on a lot of water-borne activities including scuba diving, being dragged around mercilessly on inflatable donuts and hopefully catching a few sea-beasts without pointy fins and sharp teeth...