As it turned out, it was the last day of the Indian Summer. The date was November 2nd, and our lovely friend Charlotte (one of the
Scottish Swimming Lassies) was visiting. Talk about the weather behaving in her honour. We arrived at Cellars Beach, Noss Mayo, to find sparkling clear sea, and I think you'll agree the pictures (taken by Charlotte) look just like summer. We got in the water, swam around the rocks and made our way up the estuary, weaving in and out of channels and marvelling at the clarity of the water. Anna spotted a starfish, well camouflaged and clinging to a cleft in the rock. Numerous little white winkles sparkled like fairy lights underwater. The
dogs had a rather hazardous time keeping up with us from the shore,
slipping over the ledges and making inelegant jumps. In all we stayed
in about half an hour; the sea was warm and it just didn't feel like
November .
As it turned out, it was the last day of the Indian Summer. The date was November 2nd, and our lovely friend Charlotte (one of the Scottish Swimming Lassies) was visiting. Talk about the weather behaving in her honour. We arrived at Cellars Beach, Noss Mayo, to find sparkling clear sea, and I think you'll agree the pictures (taken by Charlotte) look just like summer. We got in the water, swam around the rocks and made our way up the estuary, weaving in and out of channels and marvelling at the clarity of the water. Anna spotted a starfish, well camouflaged and clinging to a cleft in the rock. Numerous little white winkles sparkled like fairy lights underwater. The
dogs had a rather hazardous time keeping up with us from the shore,
slipping over the ledges and making inelegant jumps. In all we stayed
in about half an hour; the sea was warm and it just didn't feel like
November . 
1 comment:
What a wonderful day and so well remembered, Sophie. Great cooperation between the notorious Dartmoor Wild Swimmers and the equally famous Sound of Jura Swimming Club.
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