I went the coast, to do my best
to swim the river, as did the rest.
I donned my wetsuit, and put on the hat,
wrote on my numbers and stood looking fat.

I booked in quite early at the old cadets hut -
I could see by the weather, and the seas near the cut,
that winter, come early, at least by the squall,
perhaps they'll abandon the swim from the wall.

Then at 12.30 in a car we depart,
straight into Padstow, right there in the heart
we hear the announcer, and listen with glee
as he tells of the route for you ‘cross the sea.

Then its the moment, the red hats are gone;
the better, the faster, the fitter, the strong.
Now wait for a time and then we are told,
its time for the creaky, the unfit, and the old.

Down the old slip way we stumble and trip,
and into the estuary, for a freezing cold dip.
Why did I do It?  Why did I agree?
To make this event, one right for me.

And then in the water, the nerves frayed and taut,
a sweet camaraderie, started from nought.
The others the same, some pensive and tight
And can we all please, finish the swim before night.

Let’s go says the starter, and set off we flee,
front crawl and breast stroke, doggy paddle for me!
Past the first marker 10 yards from the shore
and out in the channel looking for more.

Now past the boats rocking at rest,
Up in the front, the ones that are best.
A group in the middle, still nervous, unsure,
and us at the back, still close to the shore.

As the time goes, its further afield,
and hats starting bobbing, refusing to yield.
It’s not for the money or glory or gain,
It’s just for the challenge, younger again!

Now past the half way and thoughts turn to end,
Follow the markers, right round the bend.
Keep to the pattern, don't panic or yell,
Just swim on safely, praying like hell!

The cold waters bite, the salt splurges in
And if you make it, you can wash it with gin!
The man in the boat, says “come on you’re fine”
The lad on the surfboard encourages time. 

Now the foreshore is sighted, there's friends there for you,
They’re shouting and waving, and all calling too.
You put on a spurt. You summon up strength -
Just keep it going, just one more length.

Now at the finish, and quick up the ramp
Taking the water to ward off the cramp.
Into the boathouse for pasties and cake,
And oh what a difference your efforts will make.

For you there’s the glory, forget what I said,
But there's even more, for those laying in bed -
There's support, and some comfort, from skilled artisans,
There's love and commitment, between the bedpans.

And so who's the winner? Well its plain to see -
Today for a change, you did real good you see.
You made yourself better, you improved your lot,
And you've given comfort, to those who have not.

Padstow to Rock is a wonderful swim,
And thanks the team, who all led you in -
You made a difference, you led your way
But yes you did good………. Just for today.

DAVE HEALY