Like a stoat up a drainpipe

The "Stoat" surveys his playground

A topsy turvy sea, half way in with a vicious little uplift over the shelving shingle greeted Joan, Emma, Ollie & Pete.

It was cold, windy and decidedly uninviting but true to SSF form, the four faced the channel and with a united wimper decided to bask in the surf instead of a "proper" swim. Unnoticed however, Ollie spotted a gap in the surf and like the proverbial stoat, was in and halfway to a width before the others had noticed the yellow SSF cap ploughing its lonely furrow.

Pete made a game attempt to follow but was pushed back by the mighty surf.  Ollie did well to complete a width and a half and once in, basked in the glory of the only SSF that week to make the cut.  The warm water shower was barely needed this morning and the discussion was mainly how early the first Rotters swim could be made this year - surely, the sea is even at 8 degrees, unseasonably warm - maybe mid-March?

Attendees: Ollie, Joan, Emma, Pete
Swimmers: Ollie
Air temp: 8 degrees
Sea temp 8 degrees
Sea: Suitable for stoats