Still we go on with the warm water-I don't remember water warm like this for years. However, Friday there was a freshness to it, a subtle change from yesterday. The appearance made one think that the water would be colder, crisper, and invigorating. Instead, it was a rough slog through 2-3 foot chop all the way around the pier. I wore my fins and gloves-or else I'd still be swimming out there now. I had to kick like heck, even with the fins, to swim. I kinda' like these swims, though. I like most of the swims. My favorite swims?
I love the rough, nasty, cold winter swims with big, white waves that kick you around pier. And conversely I love the peaceful, flat swims with the water glassy and clean. And I love all those swims in-between with the water somewhere in the middle of these two extremes.
Today as I swam out I had the chop hitting me on the left side of my body so that breathing to the left side was a face full of water. Then, swimming back in on the north side of the pier, 'Guess What?' the chop was again hitting me on the left side of my body-giving me a face full of water when breathing to the left. Surprising-the whims of the ocean and tricks it plays on us. Always something different and unexpected can be found out there. We just have to visit and see what awaits.