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Wild Swimming in the Adelaide Hills
Moving to Crafers, the freeways’-gateway to the Adelaide Hills, I quickly realized there was nowhere to swim. Certainly, there was no nearby pool. I thought I might have to replace swimming for me, with walking our family dog Toby (a cross between a Corgi (his short leggedness) and a German shepherd (his colourings))—we don’t talk much about Tobys heritage.
While walking I began snooping around for water. I soon found a dam that fed the local golf course in Stirling. It was secluded, and very hard to get into from the road. This became my first wild swim spot in the hills. I was an early morning walker/swimmer, rarely were golfer’s at the tee which was adjacent to the damn by 6.30am in summer — the time I usually finished. Luckily, Toby was not an unreasonable barker, so my illicit swims in this bush-encircled oasis were highly unlikely to be disturbed. My Golf Oasis Dam (GOD as I affectionately called her eggish oval form) was swim central for quite a few year’s. In summer, I even developed a training régime which suited GOD on three mornings a week. I left an old kick-board and pull-buoy under a bush by GOD.
Toby was not much of a swimmer, but he enjoyed sauntering around GOD, as I did his own laps. Eventually Toby would tyre and lie down by the rock-block from which I started and alighted. I enjoyed these long, loping, laneless swims.