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Tuesday, December 11, 2007

When it's wet why not get wetter?

It has to be said, the weather this autumn has been pretty abysmal. In fact it was getting so wet and muddy out there that every dog walk required a hosepipe wash down for my two hounds who no longer resembled anything from the canine species but more like something from Stig of the Dump. So what to do in the circumstances? Well, why not get wetter!

My husband Stu and I had been toying with a few ideas for future holidays and thought it would be a great idea to go jump in a quarry where the water is just 9 degrees C. Now obviously to do this we weren't reckoning on doing it in the all-together, ohhh noo! Drysuits, scuba and fins were more like it! And all so we can get our OWD certificates to go to the sunnier climes of the Caribbean next year (NOT 9 degrees C there we hope!!!) - you see Phil, I hadn't finished this blog when I posted it by a slip of the finger earlier......


But what really threw me was not the cold waters (in leaking drysuits as it turned out) but navigating under water! It appears I can NOT swim in a straight line. So, although quite happy to navigate across those Scottish hills for over 200 miles in snow, sleet and rain it seems I need a spot of practice in getting my fin power equalled out if I don't want to keep swimming in circles. Oh, and if you ever take up diving the instructors will probably get you to do a spot of 'blind' navigation practice across a car park - this is easy because YOU ARE WALKING, unless you have your compass outside the coat that has been flung over your head so that you can neither see where you are going nor the compass, that is ....... not me but I could mention names.......


So to keep it brief, here's some pics of us getting wetter!!!!
But hurray - last night there was a frost and it is clear and sunny today! And had wonderful crisp walk up on Long Preston Moor with superb views of the flooded Ribble valley below reflecting wintry blue skies and Pendle peeping through its misty layers beyond. The dogs still got muddy though!

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5 Comments:

Blogger Phil said...

"Stu and I had been toying with a few ideas for future holidays and thought it would be a great idea go jump in a quarry where the water is just 9 degrees C."

Wow! That's some holiday!

And they say Yorkshire folk don't know how to enjoy themselves ;-)

December 11, 2007 at 5:30 PM  
Anonymous David said...

And what's that you're sitting on?

December 12, 2007 at 9:23 AM  
Anonymous Heather T-S said...

Didn't you know that you could go horse riding under water?! Common practice for us Rose County types you know...

December 12, 2007 at 9:52 AM  
Blogger Phil said...

Ah, Heather. I kind of guessed that it was an unfinished post, but I just couldn’t resist!
So, how were you proposing to cross Loch Ness again? Will there be an Ursula Andress moment at Inverfarigaig?

December 13, 2007 at 4:41 PM  
Anonymous Heather T-S said...

I would be less surprised to see the Loch Ness Monster......unless I fall overboard (help Gordon!!)and someone miraculously transforms cupsize, face, hair....or spectators have had so much of the golden liquid that they wouldn't be able to tell the difference between a fifty pound note and a toad......

Merry Christmas!

December 17, 2007 at 1:27 PM  

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