Congrats to Eoin Lowry and Anne Sheehy – winners of the Devil’s Island Trophy 2017 who crewed the most interesting, completed epic swim during the year. The swimmer was Maeve Mulcahy and it was the Fastnet to Baltimore swim.
This will be presented during the Cork Spring Dinner.
Thanks to all who volunteered in 2017: organisers, crew, pilots, kayaker, timekeepers, webmasters, checkin and checkout team…etc. The sport doesn’t happen without you.
Eight nominations were received and voted on by the panel of Steven Black – West Cork, Adrian Healy – Mallow, Ned Denison – Sandycove, Damian O’Neill – Myrtleville and Dave Mulcahy – Fermoy
Everyone – and I mean EVERYONE – would love a Myrtleville Towel or Hat this Christmas. Whether it’s the Mr. Finbarr or Yankee Ned in your life, there’s nothing they’d love more.
For a stocking filler to be proud of, call to Bernie in Centra Crosshaven for a cool Towel or Hat.
Thanks to Centra staff for facilitating distribution of these by the way – it’s a hassle for them for no cost to us Myrtlevillians. Much easier than using the boots of our cars and messing around with change! Much appreciated.
If I’m asked – and I often am – why so many people have taken to swimming in Myrtleville I say, “Siobhan Russell”. In this digital age, having an in-beach photographer who captures the fun of sea swimming is fantastic. People trying to decide if they should take the plunge and try getting in to the sea can browse online and clearly see others who may look a bit mad (we do), but who definitely are having fun. Siobhan captures that and it’s easy to forget how lucky we are to have her.
Here’s this year’s labour of love showing us all in all our glory! Have a coffee and a relax. It’s worth it. Thanks, Siobhan. You are a star.
It’s gone mad now. Everything. The world. Mad.
One constant I had to cling to in life was that the car boot is where you keep swimmy stuff. Everyone the same. Dumped there. Loads of it. Clean it out a couple of times a year. Grand. Comforting, though. You know your swimmy stuff is there. Togs. Goggles. Hats. Flasks. Towels. Lip liner. Wha?
“I’ve lip liner in the boot, if you need it”. Words I never thought I’d hear at the top of Myrtleville beach. Until yesterday. Then I noticed various ladies unwilling to get out of their cars until they had primped, preened and titivated to their satisfaction.
Is this the Instagram generation taking us over? “I wouldn’t be seen dead at the Dutchman without lipstick….”? “It’s under 10c, I’d better use a different foundation….”?
Seriously, ladies, ye don’t need to be listening to Denis. Ye’re gorgeous just they way ye are. Clean out those boots now. Put the lippy back in the house where it belongs. Go for the natural look. Like these icons. Not a lip liner between them.
Really now. Kiss that lip liner goodbye.