Allow your imagination to run wild as you swim downstream, under the turrets of the Hermitage, looking out …
Mo McCoy
I could feel my hands getting colder and then painful – a crazy thought shot into my mind; …
SNAP! – the sound of the ice cracking as Molly stepped into her back garden swimming pond. The …
It was a rude introduction into todays’ swim. I usually take my time, walk in slowly and huff …
So far my swimming mantra is more based on; “The stronger I pull the sooner I get there!” …
There are several gory tales as to how this place got its name; one story is set during …
The reeds whispered in the gentle breeze as we walked into Lough Derg on a warm summers evening …