Swimming and exploring South Devon, from Dartmoor to the sea
Monday, 28 September 2015
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I've always been fascinated by the Parson and Clerk rocks at the northern end of Teignmouth beach. The name, their position, the arch which cries 'swim through me' and the mystery of what is on the other side, all conspire to draw me towards them. So it was unfortunate that the day we wanted to swim to them (and through them) there were Easterly winds, meaning the sea was choppy and brown. Still, I was determined to give it a go, and the lovely Martin came too. Although the sea looked a little daunting from the shore, in fact once we were in, it felt fine, it was just incessantly bouncy with waves coming at us constantly. We ploughed on and eventually reached the gap through the Parson, where we were swirled around like clothes in a washing machine. It was exhilarating, though I am looking forward to going back on a day when there is flat calm and crystal clear sea. Here's a short video.