The inaugural year for Bunny Swims seemed to catch the attention of the easily-distracted group in Myrtleville. Not too sure about further West, though.
As with all events, there were sub-plots and by-lines all over the weekend. There was Claire Canning getting back into the water on Sunday….
Claire was generous enough to loan her dressing gown to an elderly kayaker after the swim, though. She thought he looked cold, but I’d say the red flushes were more being hot and bothered by the bunnies really…
Poor old Tom and Pat came down for their daily swim – to be accosted by bunnies. They don’t seem to have minded, though.
So, having added an extra swim on Sunday morning, it was on to Sandycove for the evening. I wasn’t there, but you’d have to say the pictures seem to show a level of bemusement as the Myrtlevillian hordes descended for their fourth Bunny Swim of the weekend.
On the other side of the road…
And so we had two – very separate – groups.
It really was a long weekend. By Monday, it was just too much for some young people and a nap was needed.