There were 7 of us on the swim. We started out easy to buoy #1. Instantly I realized the organizer is a swimmer. He says water polo but darn he can swim. He sat waiting at the buoy for what seemed like forever. On the swim to the next buoy I fought hard to stay with Mr. Water Polo. I managed to stay much closer but he still dropped me. The final stretch to the turn around was to the shore. I held strong but could now feel the Kayak adventure with Marco in my arms. The return back to the cove was the longest section and my arms gave way. This gave me the perfect opportunity to search the world below.
Lots of Clown Fish and a good number of Rays not sure which kind. There were some bigger fish down deeper and the entire swim back was to a chorus of barks from the Seals on the rocks. Not one complaint from me even though my arms felt like they would fall off.
It's a good life....