As you’ll know from watching Springwatch and reading national press we in the West of Scotland are under attack from midges. Last night’s swim at Loch Leathan saw the swimmers setting record times for getting changed and into the water, dashing in half zipped up, the air black with midges and blue with oaths uttered under severe provocation. Once in, calm was restored, and all enjoyed the lovely warm fresh water and swam round the crannog, enjoying the respite from the little biting devils and glorying in the still and serene reflections of reeds, hills, trees and clouds in the dark water.
Tonight’s swim was entirely different – sunny, breezy and not a midge to be seen. Three swimmers arrived by bike, scooter and car, to swim in the delightfully warm nearly landlocked sea loch called Linne Mhurich. We all swam informally (i.e. no wetsuits) and Martin did especially well as it was his first informal swim of the season. To celebrate, once on dry land, he did a wonderful headstand on top of a grassy knoll, which vastly impressed and mystified Lottie and Iona; certainly something new and which may further enhance our reputation as complete nutters!