I hit the beach Sunday morning and was greeted by a very calm and shiny ocean. No chop, minimal wind, not much surf… just flat, flat, flat. My only concern was a jetski jamming back and forth down by the point. He was towing a surfer into waves, but the waves were so small he wasn’t getting airborne or anything like that so I fail to see the point of what they were doing besides making a bunch of noise. Anyways… I set my stuff up and took a mini nap in my chair until Niel got there. He brought me his extra pair of Force Fins to try out again. I’m considering picking up a pair of their surf fins and wanted to try his again since they’re so much money.

We went and took the temperature off the pier and it’s still running right at 52 degrees which is cold for most days but since I can think of 6 people off the top of my head that were out Sunday attempting ice swims (1 mile in sub 41 degree water) I guess 52 ain’t so bad :) When we got back down to the beach we’d picked up one more swimmer, Ed, who has been out once or twice with us before.

Since the jetski was still zooming about by Fossil Point we decided to get in on the opposite side of the pier and start a triangle with intentions of reassessing the situation when we got to the tip of the pier and negotiating the rest of the swim then. Getting in took me a minute… had to do some swearing and fidgeting before I could convince my brain that submersion was an ok idea. We had a small crowd of people on the pier watching us wade into the ocean wondering what was wrong with us :)

I was the last one to start and the last one to the buoy line, but once I got that far I felt pretty good. We swam out to the creek buoy and then swam up to the top of the pier. The ocean was so mellow everything was really uneventful and relaxed. When we were floating off the tip of the pier the jetskier shot past us on his way back to Port San Luis. Since he was now out of the equation we were open to swim the rest of a triangle. We set a course for the far buoy on the point side and started swimming. This particular buoy is always hard to aim for and we always seem to lose someone to either a closer buoy or the reef buoy. We lost Ed for a little bit after he locked onto the wrong buoy but he righted himself once he realized what had happened. Niel and I were already at the last buoy so we swam out to meet him and start our final leg of the swim.

We swam down the buoy line, past the last buoy and to within 10-15m of the pier. We still had a bunch of people watching us out in the water. It’s always fun this time of year because people are absolutely certain that you’re out of your mind for wanting to swim right now. Little do they know that nice “winter” days are oftentimes the best days we have in the ocean.

I should be pretty active in the pool this coming week as I start to swing more seriously into gear. Our Midnight Masters group is gaining steam again and the one hour swim perked me up so I’m looking forward to doing some work this week!

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