The Loony Dook in the Rain!

Feeling sleepy and a little fragile, after the New Year's Eve festivities I managed to get up this morning in time to be picked up by James and Sarah for the Loony Dook.

As the drizzle turned to rain on the short drive up to South Queensferry, I was definitely wondering why I had ever volunteered to take part in such a crazy event. Once we arrived at the small port, registered for the event and stripped to our shorts and tee shirts, I was still puzzling over what I got myself into.

After a quick cake, and a whisky courtesy of the organisers, James and I joined the procession in walking down to the beach led by a bagpiper. By this point there was a real buzz in the crowd, with many people wearing different costumes and obviously up for a laugh.


Arriving on the beach, the moment of truth: we waded quickly out over the rocks into the freezing water and jumped under. The temperature was heart-stoppingly cold so after splashing around a short while and admiring our co-dooker's outfits and crazy behaviour we clambered out.


We had a quick scout around to see if the girls managed to get any good photos of us, then climbed back up to the main street, only to find Norny and Sarah coming out of the cafe where we had left them earlier! So the only photo of us is from after the dook.


It was great fun, but I don't think I will be doing it again in a great hurry. James suggested we could do it again in 2018, which sounds like a reasonable interval!


Happy New Year and thanks for all your sponsorship and support!