The Polar Dip

Thursday 26th of December. {Boxing Day}

Once a year, on the day after Christmas {Boxing Day} Comox Valley has a small tradition called the Polar Dip. The name pretty much explains what happens. A whole lot of Comoxians {not sure if that is an official name or not} gather at the Goose Spit to jump into the freezing cold winter water.

So, we drove over to the spit. Me, Dad, Uncle Kieran and Theo signed in, because we were the only ones that had the Balls guts to do it. We wore our after-dip clothes over our swimming ones. As we waited, we saw people dressed up as Clowns, people in their Pyjamas, and more. Soon, we were given the 5 minute warning. Everyone who was watching, went and stood back. The rest of us, got ready and lined up at the edge of the shore.  They started to count down from 10.

At one, everyone jumped in. After hearing everything Uncle Kieran had said, quote- "It took me 4 years to recover"- I was expecting worse. It was freezing, don't get me wrong, but after around 30 seconds, I got used to it. The waves were huge, almost taller than me. And according to a lot of the other people around me, the sand was full of sharp rocks, but I didn't really feel it. {My feet were numb} Theo and Uncle Kieran were in and out, but I stayed in a bit longer. Dad, was one of the last to come out, actually.

 After we got changed, Uncle Kieran led us to go and get some hot chocolate. Free, too. It was nice and warm, and kinda made my teeth hurt because it warmed them up so fast. But it was still good.
And that's it. So..


Good Day. {by the way, this was by Madeline.} Photos below :)

 

 

                                                                                                ^ ^ I look so sexy