I will start this post by pointing out that sea kayaking today involves a lot of things that frighten me and as I wrote this, I felt more and more like one of these people who’s scared of too many things to ever leave the house. Things I was scared of today, in no particular… More The problem with sea kayaking is the sea
In October, I did my Level 1 sailing certificate. When the winter was over and the centre was open again (ie last weekend), I did my Level 2. Five and a half months with no practice wasn’t very helpful but my biggest obstacle of the weekend was that the dinghy, a 16’ Wayfarer, was rigged… More Level 2 sailing weekend
This is a tale about my kayaking trip. Spoiler: I’m not very good at it and we capsized six times. I’d been to the Outdoors Show in London and met the Go Canoeing people. My previous boating experience was an hour canoeing in a very small school swimming pool as a Guide and crewing Martyn’s… More Kayaking and capsizing. All the time.
My latest adventure was a RYA Level 1 course – that is, a sailing course for an absolute beginner and this time I really am an absolute beginner. I finished my climbing course on Friday night and first thing on Saturday morning, I was heading down to the harbour. I’ve lived within half an hour’s… More A Bear in a Boat: RYA Level One beginner’s sailing course
It’s lunchtime on my thirtieth birthday and I am scurrying down wet slippery wooden steps in a cloud of sulphur, barefoot and shivering. Today I’m spending the afternoon in the Mývatn Nature Baths. The Nature Baths are the smaller, less famous cousin of the Blue Lagoon in the south west of Iceland, situated an hour… More Mývatn Nature Baths
If you go to Iceland, you will hear two things about the Blue Lagoon. You will hear it derided as expensive and touristy and you will hear it lauded as amazing. Both of these things are true. Lots of people talk about the Blue Lagoon but this is a post with all the details that… More The Blue Lagoon
Tonight I went swimming. Well, “tonight” means Friday night, which is when I’m writing this but it won’t actually be published until Sunday. I swam fairly regularly for a while but I haven’t been since February – possibly haven’t been since I did my lengths in Laugardalslaug’s warm Olympic-size outdoor pool. But I know I’m… More Motivating myself to swim
I’ve talked before about swimming in Iceland. It’s a great thing to do, especially if the wind is so strong it’s trying to blow you off your feet and the cold is trying to take your ears off. It’s not without its rituals. As a foreigner, I am inevitably greeted at an Icelandic pool with… More Iceland and the rituals of swimming