Category Wild Swimming

International Appalachian Trail

In 1997 I spent two months walking on the original Appalachian Trail from its Southern terminus in Georgia to somewhere in Virginia. And then my fellow thru-hiker, my ex-husband, broke a bone in his foot so that put pay to…

Misericordes

A post of few words today, one I think that my friend, Aril from Gnat Bottomed Towers will be partial to. For a change I’ll let the pictures tell the story. I love looking around old churches. The attention to…

Sea Flowers

On the first day of October I’d worked from home and not really seen daylight. It was glorious outslde. I checked the sea conditions because I’ve watched far too many of those lifeboat rescue problems. The sea was calm so…

A Different Swim

Have wetsuit will travel! It came with me on our trip back to my parent’s Essex home just in case I fancied more than a paddle in the Thames Estuary. My wild swimming journey brought me to Thorpe Bay at…