The Verdict

This time last week the potential excuses were stacking up and by week’s end, in the wake of a five year overdue university reunion, my physical condition for ocean swimming was very much in doubt. After more than a year of pontificating on the blog about dipping my toe in I finally did. On Sunday I was woken at some ungodly hour by a mosquito which saw me snapping the sunrise at Clovelly an hour ahead of registration time for the limited entry Clovelly 600.

 

The event was organised by OceanFit as part of the “TamaCloey 2.5km” swim and was aimed at beginner ocean swimmers. It definitely delivered, helped no doubt by the near perfect conditions on the day. The worst bit by far was waiting around on the beach contemplating  the awful scenario of getting a stitch or being sucked out to sea in a rip and having to be rescued. Or nibbled by something cartilaginous.

I was lucky to have some pre-swim counsel and advice from @coffeemumswims, a seasoned ocean swimmer, one of a number I’ve connected with on social media. I also paired up with another lovely lady called Sue who empathised on also being a first time ocean swim competitor. As it turned out this definition was a bit literal and really just to make me feel better; just because you havent done an actual ocean swim event doesnt mean you havent done triathlons. Anyway, she was very friendly and I appreciated her company on the start line.

I have to admit that the course instructions could have been a bit clearer, but then, I’m used to yacht races where detailed race instructions are issued with port and starboard roundings indicated for every mark. I almost had a heart attack when I mistook a turning mark for the 2.5km race for the seaward mark on our much shorter course. Needless to say the appearance of a closer pink buoy with yellow hatted fellow swimmers rounding it was a huge relief.

The swim out seemed easier despite the incoming tide, and Clovelly’s shallow waters enabled a great view of the sea life although I didn’t encounter the famous Clovelly Blue Grouper. Just after I rounded the buoy, as I stopped to catch my breath and check I wasn’t swimming to New Zealand, a friendly chap on a surf life saving ski asked me if I’d like a Martini.

I’m not actually in this picture yet
 

But I should be in there somewhere

Anyway, I’ll cut to the chase. I really did enjoy the swim. It certainly got the heart pumping and the lungs working at full capacity and 1km would have more than stretched me. I like the no nonsenseness of ocean swimming, as @coffemumswims puts it, the simple “swimming from A to B”.

The best bit was swimming back over the breakwater and being picked up by the surge which lifted me over the kelp beds and into the closed waters of Clovelly Bay. You don’t get that in the pool.

Finished

 

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  1. Well done Charley! Sorry we missed each other over the weekend.

  2. I’m super impressed!
    What an achievement – Well done… and here’s to many more :) (??)

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