Monday at noon-ish. Cove was flat, 62F, clear inside, cloudy everywhere near the half. Steve, Toni (with me trailing) swam to the tower (LFTC said goodbye at the half, to make it for early pickup at school). Nice little current pushed us all the way to the LG Tower at the Shores. Turned around and that same nice little current became a constant bombardment of splash-in-your-face. We swam parallel to the beach toward Marine Room, in hopes of finding sharks. Finally got tired of the splash and headed directly to shore only to find....SHARKS! YAY!! We hit the jackpot, too. Lots of the big boys gliding around in 2-3 feet of water (way close in). Steve decided to take the scenic route, on foot, back to the cove...other-wise known as The Walk Of Shame! He was so done with the current (can't blame ya for that, Steve-0). Toni lead the way, and plowed on, though we paid heavy dues for that easy ride to the Tower. SLAP, STROKE, SLAP, STROKE, SLAP, brEAthe, gulp, brEAthe! Triton got tired of our willingness to suffer that sh...stuff, and miraculously, the current dissipated halfway home. Beyond that, our persistence payed handsomely with a groovy glassy sea!
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2.0 miles
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