November 14th PLUNGING IN
Often, when #2 and I travel near water we like to immerse ourselves in the liquid substance. We’ve jumped into oceans, lakes, rivers, creeks, hot springs and fish aquariums. Ok, maybe not fish aquariums; I just wanted to see if you were still with me.
The next morning, after our hike at the base of Mt. Cook and before we left for Queenstown, # 2 and I decided to submerge our clothes-less bodies into a creek, directly below a melting glacier. It was 11 in the morning. The sun was out (no clouds) but still low in the sky.
With an air temperature in the 50’s and a water temperature much colder we embraced the anticipated frigid condition with the excitement of a child.
Ah, to rediscover the pure joy of experiencing life as a child. I highly recommend it.
One, two, three, submerge. #2 submerged her entire body and came up with a big smile. I missed my head before I surfaced so the gallery of onlookers (The Falyn Family Five) thought I should plunge again. I agreed.
#4 & 5 watched as we dunked our bodies and with equal amounts of glee and reluctance decided to dip themselves into the experience.
What’s it like to submerge your naked body into frigid water?
Once you decide you’re going to jump into the water, it’s best to do it (don’t think about it) and plunge. Yes, it’s cold but the exhilaration afterwards is worth the effort.
My skin tingles. My heart races. Joy surfaces (endorphins, yes, I know).
Traveling with a very loose itinerary, means decisions must be made all the time. In tourist towns, with adventure companies hocking their wares like circus barkers on every street corner, we have to decide when those adventures are worth the expense.
Often, hiking or playing near water costs little or nothing and the memories and joy surpasses an organized tour.
For more on plunging in, read Plunging In, Pt. 2.
On the skinny dipping trail with the Falyn Family Five!