Warm evening, warm sea, rolling waves and a bunch of playful seals. If Carlsberg did swims, they would probably be like this.
Our first jaunt to the Norfolk coast took us to Burnham Overy Staithe in the Norfolk Coast AONB, where the incoming tide on the River Burn was so strong we just decided to go with it – quite literally.
Heading inland again after a string of swims on the Suffolk coast, at Sparham we found a gorgeous lake on a beautiful cloudless morning in the Wensum Valley – complete with cuckoos and a floating sofa.
After weeks of staring at puddles and ditches on daily dog walks wondering if there was enough rank water to make a swim of it, Boris lifted the restrictions enough for us to get back to the North Sea coast. And what a grand swim it was.
Our second swim took us to the Suffolk Heritage Coast on a beautiful bright (but cold) morning in early March – where winter dips in the sea are the norm, and Ed Sheeran’s favourite sausage rolls await afterwards.
Beaten back by the North Sea at Dunwich, we headed instead for Blythburgh, to discover there wasn’t enough water. We’re going to have to get better at planning…
Our adventure started at Shotford Bridge, a spot just outside Harleston recommended on the Wild Swimming site – in Roger Deakin’s favourite river, the Waveney.