Bucket Lists

I don’t believe in Bucket Lists: there’s just so many things to do out there (and I’m lucky to have done quite a few cool things), why limit yourself to a list?

But I guess if I had one then I would have ticked something off while we were away in Allihies: I did a Sea Swim.

Now I did already do one in Australia – I did the Cole Classic in Manly in 2008 – but many would say swimming in the clear, pure, 22 degree waters of Sydney isn’t the same (despite the sharks, poisonous octopi and stinging jellyfish).  But I’m not fond of cold water.  In fact, I’ve had a couple of experiences that have lead me to think that cold water and me are never really going to be friends.

Some of you will know that I’ve swum in the pool since I was a kid.  I’ve been doing a bit recently and got into reasonable shape before Douglas Pool closed for the Summer.  And in the course of swimming with Sundays Well I’ve been asked about getting in around the coast – those nice people at Sandycove and the Lynchs of Myrtleville amongst them.  But no way.  It’s just too cold and I don’t like it.

But it seems finally the peer pressure got to me.  Only this time it was Daughter No 2 who decided she was going to do the swim at the Beara Festival on Bere Island and how could I let her do it without entering the mens version.  So in borrowed togs I took it on.

Now it wasn’t exactly Sandycove – more like a few 100m out to a buoy and back in the harbour off the Island but it was cold and no wet suit (unlike my daughter). The first quarter I thought I’d die of not being able to breath.  So head out – to help the breathing and to find the buoy.  By the turn I suddenly felt a little more used to it – warmed up even.  So I went round the bout and ‘kicked’ for home.

Thankfully my family were so worried about my survival that there is no documentary evidence on film.  But this is the spot (we waited until the ferry had left) – and you couldn’t really ask for anywhere more scenic.  But I can’t promise I’ll be back next year!

Photographer Cork
Great Spot for a Swim

 

Back to it

Just back from Glorious West Cork.  There really is no place like it.  This kids spent 5 hours on the beach yesterday digging holes and playing Flags.

Walking Barleycove Beach with the LX-5

On a photographic note (this is my business blog afterall).  I left the usual kit behind and took almost everything else: I did a portrait session with the Mrs on the Hasselblad; I shot a roll of 35mm on the F4 with the 50f.12 and 16f3.5 fisheye; I filled a 4GB card on the Panasonic LX5 (including the above).  Lots of good stuff from all these – although I’ll need to wait for the films to be processed – how very 20th century!