Taking the Plunge

 

In spite of the freezing temperatures and frigid wind, the Plunge was very well attended. It was 31 degrees at noon. We'd had a dusting of snow overnight. The water temperature was 39. 

We got there early while they were setting up. They had these heaters everywhere but with the wind they weren't doing much good. 

They had a bonfire on the beach with marshmallows and hot cocoa stands run by the Ladies Auxiliary from the church across the street. 

The Mister used to take the plunge but with the new hip and knee he isn't willing to take the risk. He just watches now and I know it bothers him to not be a part of the action.

For the past few years we've had drones overhead but this year there was something new. A guy out in the water with a video camera. He had to be cold. I took my mittens off just long enough to snap a few photos and fingers felt like they were going to fall off.

Off they went. I can't even imagine doing this. I'm always impressed by the oldies out there. They are some brave folks. The rescue squads are parked on the road right behind them. I need an ambulance just thinking about jumping in that cold water. 

And...look at Betty. While we were gone I left her in the microwave with a hot water bottle not wanting to leave her alone on the heating plate. It's hard to see but she's grown over the top of the band. It's just a little bit but it's a start. She's alive!