I'm rather partial to a spot of wild swimming when I get the opportunity. It doesn't get much better than swimming in the Fairy Pools of Glen Brittle on Skye. There is a whole series of plunge pools, eroded away by the mountain stream coming off the Cuillins. We swam there last week. Gorgeous, gorgeous , gorgeous.
My adrenalin was so high that I didn't even find the water cold. It's just the best feeling to see life from a different perspective both literally and emotionally. The buzz is a high one.
We had just moved onto our second fairy pool when two blokes turned up. One of them asked us if the clear bristling water was really cold - we lied and said it was just fine. His friend encouraged him to get in there. He popped his trunks on and got his........ fairy wings out. What a brilliant moment. We all gave him a round of spontaneous applause and wondered why we hadn't thought to pack our own wings. It rounded off a wonderful wild swim.
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