Early June

I remember arriving at the dock an hour before we were scheduled to swim. It was so I could suss out my route to avoid the jelly fish. They were now out in full force. All I could see were the little wretched monsters bobbing up and down on the water surface. They were EVERYWHERE! It was cold, windy and raining and I could have done with a braai, some bunny chow and an umbrella. But hey, I ended up swimming 3 miles that night, got on closer terms with Jeffrey the jellyfish and got his family to pose with me under water (light blue spheres):