I am hoping 2016 does not carry on as it's started. It's been incessantly wet and wild. Out on Dartmoor today the roads were like rivers, and the rivers were like, well torrents. We went to Spitchwick for our usual Sunday morning swim to find the Dart swollen and brown, and higher than we've ever seen it. It was flooding over the granite blocks at the edge where we normally get in, and there were white horses skipping along the surface. We got in at the edge and had great fun getting swirled around in the loop. A couple of days before that we'd had our traditional New Year's Day swim at Hope Cove, where it was also wet and wild, but an extremely cheery spirit prevailed.
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| Picture: Carole Whelan |
I am hoping 2016 does not carry on as it's started. It's been incessantly wet and wild. Out on Dartmoor today the roads were like rivers, and the rivers were like, well torrents. We went to Spitchwick for our usual Sunday morning swim to find the Dart swollen and brown, and higher than we've ever seen it. It was flooding over the granite blocks at the edge where we normally get in, and there were white horses skipping along the surface. We got in at the edge and had great fun getting swirled around in the loop. A couple of days before that we'd had our traditional New Year's Day swim at Hope Cove, where it was also wet and wild, but an extremely cheery spirit prevailed.
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