This was one of the more auspicious beginnings to a swim we have had. We departed from the tidepool area near the Ocean Institute in Dana Point in a soupy fog. The few people that were around to witness this looked totally befuddled. We knew there were rocks to navigate as we made our way around the point. We took our time and regrouped regularly. After we made the turn northward, past Selva Beach, to Salt Creek, parts of the swim became more of a kelp crawl than actual openwater swimming. It was another adventure for the books (or blog). On the drive back to Pacific Whey, Bob retired from everything for the one millionth time.