17/09/2016 by Carl Reynolds
Earlier this year, our departed friend, Lynne; and Deb agreed to organise a Moon Gazey swim around the autumn equinox. Lynne died last month, killed before her time from brain cancer, but as several people have said, her spirit of adventure and ‘fuck-it, do-it’ lives on in those she inspired, helped and supported.
Come the full moon then and a swirl of swimmers from north, south, east and west gather to swim in one of her favourite spots, Bugle Hole; followed by a fire on Mothecombe beach and the obligatory mass skinny swim after dark in the beams of the big moon.
Read her blog – wild woman swimming here.