At one point my hand goes into something gooey in the water, the body of one of last years competitors?
No, I have veered off almost at a tangent into the mud of the riverbank, in the choppy grey water.
The weather is unseasonable but in a different way from last year, we seem to be experiencing the equinoxial gales on midsummer"s day.
To add emphasis, by midday a tree has been blown down near the bandstand next to the swim starting point.
A couple of hours earlier and the results might have had a new reason for DNS (Did Not Start).
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