How to Plan a Swim Adventure

Some swim plans take years to develop. Eight years before I launched the Hurly Burly swim, I drove past the Mawdacch Estuary with Tim, my husband, who said, ‘You could do a swim there’. ‘Yes,’ I scoffed, watching the water swirl under the bridge, ‘if I wanted to kill everyone.’ Fast forward eight years, I’d grown as a swimmer (and an event organiser!), and we worked out how to pull off an individual 10k up the estuary – and then one for 800.

While some plans take years, others are more spontaneous or surprising. Last autumn, I went with Kari, my constant swimming companion, to south Devon, looking for kelp beds. Over the years, we’ve travelled all over the UK, broken wrists and used up half terms on this particular mission. ‘Let’s head left,’ we said, and while the water was too cloudy and turbulent to see the kelp, and the sea trees were as battered and dirty as the autumn trees above ground, we had some wonderful moments bobbing about looking at herons rising and falling together on the rocky outcrop. Herons, together, by the sea! And two swans in the shallows. Bird behaviour we had never before witnessed.

Find Your Pull

Finding a good adventure begins with learning to recognise what you love. An interesting swim life requires staying mildly alert as you go about your normal life – to throwaway comments, to water glimpsed from a car, to ideas triggered by a story or an image. It’s hard to find a plan just when you want one, so I try to gather ideas of where I’d like to swim and swim experiences I’d like to have as I go.

Planning a swim can use a lot of time, effort and sometimes money, all of which are limited, so Kari and I are ruthlessly honest with ourselves and each other, constantly filtering out ideas by asking ‘do we really want to do that?’ and ‘do I really want to do that?’ Have no shame – either about being whimsical or wimpy. There are so many great ideas out there about which, personally, many of us won’t be bothered.

I believe adventure needs to come from our identity – otherwise it’s just someone else’s experience that we tried on, something sold to us, a dream someone else had that we tried to relive. If you really don’t like cold, or endurance, but are transfixed by the mist under waterfalls: start with that. If you don’t want to swim the channel, but do want to swim to the next bay: there’s your plan.

Examine the concept of adventure – for some, it has archaic patriarchal values hidden within it, from a bygone era when people pitched themselves against nature and conquered it, claiming status as the first, the fastest or the one who went further than everyone else. Do you care? For me, it’s about inner states, pockets of time, with a clear beginning and end, and moments of surprise, danger and delight in between. Adventures make us feel awake, alive and free, they hold moments that burn themselves straight into our memories, they can connect us to nature, ourselves and others. And they are always unique – try to repeat one and you can’t, all the elements involved change every moment of every day – so start with your inimitability: what pulls you?

An interesting swim life requires staying mildly alert as you go about your normal life – to throwaway comments, to water glimpsed from a car, to ideas triggered by a story or an image.

The Brave and The Bold

You know you’ll feel stronger and more confident after an adventure – but what if the issue is feeling you don’t have enough bravery or confidence to begin? Identifying what pulls you will take you more than halfway there. Once an idea compels you, the rest is just practicalities.

While you work on the logistics, throw everything at fear and self-doubt until it’s diminished: self-sooth by reflecting on times where you had the qualities you fear you lack (professionally or personally), and then move. Physically move. It changes your mindset. Swim training is an obvious place to find all you need: pool or lake training builds fitness, capability, community, time to focus and for ideas to arise. Cold plunges build resilience, confidence, community and mastery. Both give you chance to observe yourself making a plan, carrying it out, and improving gradually towards a goal.

Both also require making the choice, again and again, to get in. That is important because, at some point, that’s all it’s going to come down to: just doing it. Choosing to get in. So have faith, keep moving, witness yourself repeatedly getting in to places that feel safe to you, and, in time, you’ll be ready to begin.

Physically move. It changes your mindset. Swim training is an obvious place to find all you need: pool training or lake training build fitness, capability, community, time to focus and time for ideas to arise.

Caution And Back Up

Swimming outdoors presents multiple serious risks. Tides, currents, cold, waves and weather are all capable of overpowering us. There is no such thing as a safe swim, only a safe swimmer. That safety is multifactorial, down to what you know, what your body has been trained to do, and your experience and aptitude for handling the volatility of outdoor situations.

Everyone is a singular mix of gung-ho and fastidious, with a different idea of what is acceptable risk. I do believe we have a responsibility – to ourselves, family and friends, people we swim with and the wider community – to swim within our capabilities. With the Right to Swim comes the responsibility to do it safely.

To that end: always do at least one recce from the bank. Where there are dangers, seek to diminish them by – for example – having a paddle board or boat with you, or swimming the route in small sections where you know you can self rescue. Work out what ‘going wrong’ might look like and, when you have all the control measures in place, what you would do if it happened.

Is there anyone in your life who would enjoy being your back up? My husband is not interested in swimming, but he does love adventures, and we both like getting our two boys out in the open. So Kari and I have had years of long swims with a flanking banana-boat element, any serenity broken by the boys whizzing past on a paddle board, shouting for snacks. It’s a lot of work, but my 10-year-old gave me a Mr Man book this Christmas, with all the R’s in Mr Adventure hidden behind a sticker with an S. Inside, Ms Ms Adventure was having a lovely time in all sorts of ways. So in terms of changing the narrative around women and adventure our work here is done.

Room For The Unknown

I have come to recognise that part of what makes something an adventure is the gaps – the parts left to find out. If everything is known, it’s not an adventure, it’s a day-trip.

So while I spend a lot of time on logistics and reducing risk, I’ve learnt to embrace the fact that I’m the kind of person who reads the guidebook on the way home, and looks things up afterwards, once I’m interested. With so much information available these days, we’d never leave the house if we tried to find everything out. Sometimes, I think, we need reminding that it’s OK to set out with room to find out in the real world, amongst and from other humans.

I have learnt to embrace the fact I’m the kind of person who reads the guidebook on the way home, and looks things up afterwards, once I’m interested.

Welcome the Challenges, not just The Challenge

Things will aways get difficult, so accept that things might not go as you planned. It’s really important to turn up not only prepared for the plan but also prepared to change the plan. Don’t stick to the plan when conditions aren’t right, or when you’re not feeling it. Be prepared to swerve when you arrive at the go point, depending on what you find.

Having once driven all the way to Pembrokeshire with the dream of swimming into a rock chasm, offloading the boys at a campsite, then hulking gear to the get-in point, Tim and I were met by big seas. We stood next to the paddle board trying to time the waves to see if there were lulls where we could conceivably get in. I put my trainers back on so I could fend off the rocks. Safe to say that, while we hoped it was ‘calmer around the corner’, it was not in any way ‘calmer round the corner’, it was wild (of course it was, as around the corner we were in open sea). We hammered back to shore, being thrown up and down, while we tried to time our way back out and up the rocks, with salt water streaming from my nose, our eyes fear-wide and hearts hammering. As we changed, we were approached by a couple who’d filmed the whole thing. In other words, to these innocent bystanders, what we were doing was so clearly ridiculous that they were motivated to turn it into footage. I learned a lesson that day.

Don’t Rush Your Exit

You may want to rush getting out and into warm clothes, but don’t rush your exit from the bank. Take some time. At the end of last summer, Kari and I spent a school day (six hours long, as some of you will know) searching for ditches to swim in on the Somerset Levels. At points, it felt as though we were never going to find our swim, that the rare day off work was being squandered, and I should have done more research before we got there (cue self-recrimination, panic, feelings of hopelessness and uselessness). But then we did find one, and when we got out into the hot September sun, hauling ourselves up with handfuls of grass, I said, ‘there is just enough time to get a food shop in on the way home’. Instead, we sat down in our towels, right where we were, watching damselflies in the sun. And it was perfect.