09-20-2004, 08:40 AM
Am I in a minority of one in enjoying open-air (especially sea) swimming?
I belong to a rambling club. Last weekend we went walking in Cornwall. Great weather (for the most part): bright sunshine, golden sands, turquoise sea, white horses... I was the only one that even bothered to pack my swimming things. But at the end of our walk at Trebarwith Sands everyone else wanted either to drive straight back to Exeter or go to Tintagel for a cream tea. I didn't feel I had the right to insist that everyone else stick around and wait for me to indulge in my eccentric pursuit. It's not as if they're my closest friends.
This wasn't the first time we'd gone on a coastal walk. On a hot, humid day in August (yes there were some sunny days!) we walked from Newton Abbot to Dawlish Warren. We had the sea beside us all the way. But no-one apart from me had contemplated swimming. Everyone else just wanted to get straight back to Exeter. It's as if the sea were just a backdrop to them. - not something they'd want to get involved in.
So an entire summer has passed and I haven't had a single open-air swim. I actually had more opportunity to swim al-fresco when I was living with my parents in London - I'd be off to Hampstead Heath's bathing ponds at the first sign of hot weather. Now I live in Devon, home to some of Britain's finest beaches and the only swims I have had have been indoors. And all because I have no-one to go with - no-one to look after my things while I'm in the water.
I belong to a rambling club. Last weekend we went walking in Cornwall. Great weather (for the most part): bright sunshine, golden sands, turquoise sea, white horses... I was the only one that even bothered to pack my swimming things. But at the end of our walk at Trebarwith Sands everyone else wanted either to drive straight back to Exeter or go to Tintagel for a cream tea. I didn't feel I had the right to insist that everyone else stick around and wait for me to indulge in my eccentric pursuit. It's not as if they're my closest friends.
This wasn't the first time we'd gone on a coastal walk. On a hot, humid day in August (yes there were some sunny days!) we walked from Newton Abbot to Dawlish Warren. We had the sea beside us all the way. But no-one apart from me had contemplated swimming. Everyone else just wanted to get straight back to Exeter. It's as if the sea were just a backdrop to them. - not something they'd want to get involved in.
So an entire summer has passed and I haven't had a single open-air swim. I actually had more opportunity to swim al-fresco when I was living with my parents in London - I'd be off to Hampstead Heath's bathing ponds at the first sign of hot weather. Now I live in Devon, home to some of Britain's finest beaches and the only swims I have had have been indoors. And all because I have no-one to go with - no-one to look after my things while I'm in the water.