Day 295 - Monday 18th July 2011

Another evening of no children visiting us (3 nights in a row) so I was up and ready for action by 6.00am. The rain was spitting and wind was howling, in fact the howling had started mid way through the night, so by morning it was in full howl. I got to the beach by about 6.40am and waited for others to turn up; lots of waves and thought it better to wait. By about 7.10am Bog Bob and I, along with a few others, were at the waters edge. The waves weren’t big, so there was no danger, but they were constant and the tide was monstrous pulling to the East (marina). With the wind also bashing to the east it made any movement to the West almost impossible. It was a very low tide so you could stand way out, but just walking out and not being pushed towards the pier was really tough. The aim this morning was to swim to the first buoy; simples! Not quite !! No matter how hard we tried, both swimming and walking, we were pushed away from it. Bob and I certainly went for it and at one point we were almost a couple of meters away, spitting distance, but then a waves unbalanced us and we shot back away again. We tried again and once again were almost there, but then in seconds we were back to the pier again. A very physical and fun start to the day.