Snow fell overnight, and this morning we met for the moment we had been looking forward to since spring: swimming in truly icy water, surrounded by snow.
Whenever I say that, almost anyone who organises group winter swims shakes their head in disbelief. Yes, fifty — sometimes seventy. Once we passed thirty, I stopped counting; it became impossible.
Our group swims have continued throughout November. The water has dropped to a lovely 6°C, and fifty or more of us still gather for our regular Monday, Wednesday and Saturday swims.
This was the saddest swim we have ever had at U Žida. David Grygar died overnight on Thursday: our big-hearted friend, an athlete and a hard worker who fought a serious illness.
