Today we celebrate the man who’s work allows us to prepare and anticipate for what we should expect from Manly to Shelly each morning before ‘toe hits water’. What two white chalked numbers are going to be put up on the wall of wisdom after Ian takes the ‘official and final’ reading – its the...

  BOLD & BEAUTIFUL SWIM SQUAD IS NOT CURRENTLY RUNNING DUE TO PUBLIC HEALTH WARNINGS ON THE RISKS OF CORONAVIRUS (COVID-19). Thank you for following public health advice at all times.  To keep informed of events please read notices at the end of the blog. Loving a lazy, late start on a Sunday morning. After...

It’s ok to be vulnerable. Its ok to be cold. Its ok to be a princess. Are you ok? Every day we swim we get stronger. Mentally and physically. Rusty and chippos pitch report: Flat no swell. Beanies. Jon still in his shorts, can’t be that cold. Faint southerly. Full tide. Chippo has a wind...

Friday is the day for swimming at Manly, equal only to Saturday-Thursday. wow. There were the Freshwater supersurfathletes running into and out of the water like the chill factor was nothing to them. There was a dramatic sky with cloud but sun peeking through. Brad and Dan – father and son   HAPPY 50TH BIRTHDAY...

BOLD & BEAUTIFUL IS NOT CURRENTLY RUNNING DUE TO THE RISKS OF CORONAVIRUS (COVID-19). Thank you for following public health advice at all times. *SSDD = Same Sea, Dad-joke Dialog They just keep on coming…. What do you call a fish with no eyes? Fsh. Where do fish like to go for holidays? Finland. How...

Over the last few days, the jimbles have made their presence felt in no uncertain terms.  From all the welts, stories and screams, it seems they have absolutely outnumbered us! Today the signs have been a little more promising! Oosty was explaining to Ros, in a very animated fashion, that while the jimbles were nasty...

The times are a changing (even though Bob Dylan is great and he can drop a final “g”, I can’t) and because of covid we have been working remotely or under different arrangements. Well today I am blogging without having been swimming. But really it is Elaine’s blog and I am her emanuensis and that...

Monday, Monday, So good to me Whoa Monday, Monday, i hope the jimbles won’t  be stinging me Every other day, every other day of the week is fine, yeah But whenever Monday comes, but whenever Monday comes you can find me blogging half the time Whoa Monday, Monday It’s here to today …bah da bah-da-da…. Click the link:...

It was always going to be difficult for Sunday to outperform Saturday. Saturday was a day of jimble dodging, the relief of dark fins turning into dolphins (see below) and more hooters than shark sirens. But if you lined up all your ducks in row  then Sunday was a beaut –  nine degrees at 7am...

Rusty and Chippo’s pitch report What Light Through Yonder Window Breaks? As is the Shakespeare way, short but sweet.  The crowds gather, as the groups start to form. Buggies on, or wetsuit on; just watch out for the jimbles.  Cowards die many times before their deaths.   Now is the winter of our discontent  ...