Category Wild Swimming

Cormorants

I’ve been researching shags at the moment. Oh okay, I’ve only said this for childish comedic effect. To puzzled non Brits who may be scratching their heads, a ‘shag’ is a slang phrase for making the beast with two backs,…

Trapped

My November swim is done and dusted but I got trapped and nearly came a cropper. That’s in spite of being wary in and on the water. I’ve got a healthy respect for the waves, checking weather conditions and sea…

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 outside. I checked the sea conditions because I’ve watched far too many of those lifeboat rescue programmes. The forecast 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 journey brought me to Thorpe Bay at high tide…