Just Another Moonlight Mile… | Perfume Posse

We appear to be having a respite during heatwave number 3. But just for a few days.

This past Saturday night, when it was still stupid hot, I did this:

It was utterly magical – and a welcome antidote to our crazy world.

(Night fishing at Antibes, Pablo Picasso 1939)

The local pool does these sorts of periodic events. In the winter you can cold swim (the pool is heated by solar panels but during the winter clearly there’s less daytime light in England so they tell you to wear a wet suit or some such thing).

There’s another one scheduled for August and the last of this season in September.

Around 50 people participated – as the flyer says, 16 and over. I think they should do a separate 16-25 night as the young’uns were a bit annoying.

Anyway, I haven’t been swimming in a long while but if they did this on a regular basis I’d go. Swimming in the dark is … other-worldly.

I no longer own a proper swimsuit. The last swim couture I bought was for the trip to the Maldives years ago. So, I swam this time in my short-sleeved sun protection top and skort (skirt-shorts combo – see pic – as opposed to the long-sleeved, leggings sun protection stuff I also own).

Right now, the sun goes down around 9:30, but it stays light still till around 9:45. This is when we all got in the water.

Oh, and you have to wear a swim cap – because they give you these small lights to put under the cap which make swimmer look like fireflies. This is a poor pic as it makes us look like we have lasers rather than blinking lights (ie, like fireflies).

No perfume worn but I came home smelling mildly of night flowers and chlorine. One of the joyous smells of summer.

What do you think? Is this up your alley? Have you done night walks to see bats or other nocturnals?

Pics: pablopicasso.org, Topsham Pool and mine

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