Right out the back or the woods running along the river in the blazing sun it felt right for the first river swim of the year.
I used to skinny dip as a kid in the irrigation ditches round Portishead, and that feeling of jumping into cold water where you can't see the bottom and your mum would go mad if she knew is still there.
Once I was in the flow took me feet down river super quick with my feet knowing on sunken trees and it was a fight back to my clothes.
Mum was right, but I wouldn't let her know that.
Two adventures for lunch.