Tuesday, 13 March 2012
Meadfoot in the mist
For a couple of days now we've been enshrouded in mist. Kate and I went down to Meadfoot Beach in Torquay; we swam out around Triangle Rock, away from the posh hotel and the beach huts, and into the wilderness of Daddyhole or Thunder Hole as it's sometimes called. Our goal was West Shag - one of several little islands around there, which despite its name was inhabited by a solitary cormorant. As we swam we were surrounded by smokey greyness. We reached the island, clambering onto the edge and claiming it for the People's Republic of Swimming.