How it all began
Loch Doon where it all began can you see us? At the ripe old age of 55 I thought I would never swim in the sea again. So thought I had better get on and do it. Bundled hubby into the car and off we went to Maidens beach, fairly near home here in south west Scotland. After a ten minute dip I was ecstatic and proud and continued going for occasional wee sea swims that summer. Loch Lomond - a new adventure Then one day, the world of swimming possibilities was revealed. We went for a walk and a cuppa as we often did at Loch Doon, near home. We actually used to live at Loch Doon, eight miles up a single track road and ran what was probably the most remote cafe in Scotland at the time. And I used to swim in Loch Doon a bit. We cleared the loch side beach next to the house of forty years of accumulated rubbish and it became our secret beach. Loch Ettrick. A favourite spot with the Sou Westers... So what the heck had happened? Do we develop a perception...