Surrealism

It’s been 3 weeks that fog is part of the landscape. If it is sometimes a good excuse to stay cosy in the bed in the morning, the temperature is rather warm and I am enjoying walking around: I feel sometimes in a complete surrealist world, surrounded by the invisible and my own imagination. This is true even more on the sea side than in the mountains. This world is either scary, hiding unknown beings from the outside, Loch Ness -like sea creatures, or enchanted fairies dancing on the water…

This is in this world that I did my first swim, early in the morning as Mainers do, and equiped with a safety gear and a buddy to keep an eye on my trajectory. The water was warm, and to my surprise far from having to shout outloud when entering in it!

Swimmers are advised to wear a swim buoy, and I choose one combined with a bag, where you could potentially put your car keys or a flash light. Attached to your waist, this buoy assures you to be seen ahead from the boats. In my case, the buoy of my friend was my tracking point to follow in the fog, as was mine for my friend to be sure I was following!

We didn’t encounter loons, but it seems that they are often swimming with you early in the morning! I’ll definitely try to alternate running, hiking, swimming, at least as often as I can find a buddy to come with me….