Wednesday, November 30, 2011

Frosty Mornings

I started today with a 1km sea swim off Clifton, clad in nothing but my steamiest speedo, a silicon cap and a pair of goggles to keep me warm.  It was a good, fresh start to the day.  The water was chilly - of course, but not that cold for Clifton.  A good work-rate kept hypothermia at bay.  It was a fine start to the day.

If you're wondering how deranged one would have to be to do that, then you can stop reading here.  There are plenty of gossip sites to pre-occupy you.  But, if you're intrigued, but a bit concerned with the cold - then consider these guys chilling out in Iceland.

Dane Reynolds, Tim Curran, Dan Malloy in the footsteps of Viking explorers.  Photo: Nathan Myers

Iceland.  A few years ago the suggestion of surfing there would have invoked derision.  Now, it's being billed as the 'cold water Hawaii'.  Ireland already taking the title of 'cold water Indo.'  And very cold water it is.  But, with H-bombs, Cyphers and the like entering the market, these places in higher latitudes are becoming options.  It's no profound statement that colder places are the new, if not last frontiers for surfing.  Look at that pic.  It must be cooking for it to be that cold, and have the crew pass up a wave like that and sit in the frosty morning, midday, midnight, whatever light that may be and wait for the next one.  One the subject of light, when you have 24 hours of daylight - well, the potential is as endless as the summer days.  You can hit a wave twice a day on the same tide.  There's something the tropics can't offer.  That and thermal springs to thaw out cold bones in between, things begin to sound very enticing closer to the poles.  Any takers?

Thanks to Surfer for the image

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