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Once was crazy

Posted in Swimming in Penn Cove, tagged , , , , on April 25, 2020| Leave a Comment »

Wait, I’m wearing … pants?!?!

It’s deceptive. So, so deceptive.

Look outside today, with the sun glistening off of Penn Cove, and you almost might believe the water would be warm.

You’d be wrong, however.

Once upon a time, for about a five-year stretch, I went into the waters below my house every single day for much of the year.

In just a swimsuit.

And believe me, it was never, ever, EVER warm.

Certainly not when there was snow on the ground in November, but also certainly not on the rare 90-degree day in August, either.

Looking back, I am left to wonder – was I a moron?

And then you see the drawings I used to make on my body parts prior to splashing down, and you know the answer for yourself.

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Hypothermia, here we come!!

Posted in Swim, tagged , , , on January 2, 2015| Leave a Comment »

Three of the brave souls who took on Whidbey's waters Jan. 1. (John Fisken photos)

Three of the brave souls who took on Whidbey’s waters in Oak Harbor Jan. 1. (John Fisken photos)

"It's kind of balmy out here ... and I can't feel my legs now."

“It’s kind of balmy out here … and I can’t feel my legs now.”

That moment before hypothermia.

That moment before hypothermia.

Wolf track stars Sylvia (left) and Larry Hurlburt (far right) and frinds after taking the plunge on the South End. (Kristin Hurlburt photo)

   Wolf track stars Sylvia (left) and Larry Hurlburt (far right) and friends after taking the plunge on the South End. (Kristin Hurlburt photo)

The one-timers got their feet wet.

Hey, I give them credit. Going into the waters of Whidbey on Jan. 1 is not for the faint-hearted.

And, having just pulled out of a two-week battle with the flu (you notice I only get sick when I’m NOT swimming in Penn Cove), I was not among those who made a Polar Bear Plunge to start the new year.

But, as someone who has braved Penn Cove (in just a swimsuit) more than 1,000 times over the last four years, as early as March and as late as December, let me be the first to say “Hey, where did everyone go on Jan. 2?”

And then they can eyeball me and say, “Where were YOU on Jan. 1?”

Nicely played.

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