Birling Gap: East Sussex

A very wild and windy day on the cliffs and the beach. The signature white cliffs can be seen today and the white waves breaking on the stony beach. The stones give way to smooth white ridges in the rocks that run horizontally out into the sea. The waves run into the shallow water, without violence and the wind was not cold. The water temperature was about 18°C but felt warmer than that.

Walking through the ridges was tricky, as some of the darker flinty rocks were sharp. The cliff face is made up of chalk layers interspersed with grey flint. The beach is a combination of these rock types. The cliffs are constantly changing and coastal erosion is energetic on this part of the coast. Green hairy seaweed made the smooth rocks quite slippery, and it was a relief to reach the water.

I didn’t go out far, as I couldn’t tell how far out the rocks stretched, so the swimming was shallow with plenty of loose seaweed getting caught under my chin. The water was milky with the churning of the waves, driven by the prevailing wind from the sea.

Sea water is definitely not cold water. Very pleasant for swimming and the waves provided a bit of variety, as they broke over me a few times. The water is always refreshing and worth the effect of navigating rocks and plants to get a bit of a swim…

Beg Moc’h: Brigneau: South Brittany

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It’s cold Atlantic on the rocks today.
Hard to believe this coast was raging a few days ago. Now comparatively tamed, the swimmer can choose from a wide range of rock faces, cinder-type outcrops that lace the seaside and provide depth for swimming out and around.

Started of in a clear gash in the rocks, that went from sandy ochre, to deep dark green. It was quite scary, and was glad the sun was shining and brightening at least the surface profile.

Climbing over another section of rocks, brought me to a larger pool and seemed very deep, especially where rocks overlapped under the surface. Launching out brought some confidence and I swam around the sharp cinder rocks back into the first small covette.

The morning is gorgeous and the Atlantic weather fronts are not yet formed. Swimming here is really wild, and just as God has intended things to be. I respect His ocean, for it is dangerous and unpredictable.

What joy to be able to dip into it…