It’s the dead of the night, August 28th 2019. My dad is at the wheel of a boxy van (with drive on the right) climbing in the pitch black on a mountain road at the Northmost tip of the Island of Honshu in Japan. The other passengers are my Mum, my Wife Kris, and I. On the way we have to stop to honk a group of napping macaques off the road.

The question comes natural: what are you doing in the middle of Nowhere, in the middle of the Night, on the other side of the Globe?

To understand…

É il cuore della notte del 28 Agosto 2019, e mio papà é al volante di un furgoncino squadrato (con guida a destra) che si inerpica nel buio pesto sui tornanti di una strada di montagna nell’estremo Nord dell’Isola di Honshu in Giappone. Passeggeri del furgoncino mia mamma, mia moglie Kris, ed io. Sulla strada ci fermiamo per fare sfollare una famiglia di macachi che si godeva un pisolino…

Sorge spontanea la domanda: che ci fate lì nel mezzo di niente, nel pieno della notte, dall’altra parte del mondo?

Per capire come siamo arrivati qui bisogna tornare a circa un…

[Guest Post] grazie ad Andrew W.

“Nuotare mi ha sempre dato una certa Gioia, un senso di benessere così estremo che diventa alle volte una sorta di Estasi. . . . La mente può volare libera, stregata, in uno stato di trance. Non ho mai conosciuto niente di così potente, di un’euforia così sana — e ne sono dipendente, irritato quando non posso nuotare.” — Oliver Sacks

Quelli tra noi che sono dipendenti dal nuoto si staranno probabilmente preoccupando per le temperature in caduta libera e si staranno chiedendo come fare ad avere la nostra “dose” quando fa veramente freddo. L’unica risposta, ovviamente, é continuare a…

Sunday (2020–12–13) Lauren and I, to stretch out from the previous day’s 3 hours in 53F, got back to the Bay. Little did we know, an adventure awaited us!

It was a classic overcast San Francisco morning, water was sleek as oil and the tide was weak, so we decided to venture towards Fort Mason, 3/4 of a mile West from our usual beach.

Domenica (2020–12–13) Lauren e io, non paghi delle 3 ore a 11.7C (53F) del giorno prima, siamo tornati alla Baia per un’oretta sciolta. Non sapevamo che ci attendeva una avventura!

Il tempo era grigio, una classica mattina a San Francisco, ma l’acqua era liscia come l’olio e la marea debole, quindi decidiamo di avventurarci verso Fort Mason, 1.2 km (3/4 di miglio) a Ovest della nostra spiaggia abituale.

[Guest Post] courtesy of Andrew W.

“Swimming gave me a sort of joy, a sense of well-being so extreme that it becomes at times a sort of ecstasy. . . . The mind can float free, become spellbound, in a state like a trance. I have never known anything so powerfully, so healthily euphoriant — and I am addicted to it, fretful when I cannot swim.” — Oliver Sacks

The swimming addicted among us are probably starting to worry about the dropping water temperatures and wonder how we’ll get our fix when it gets cold. The only answer, of course, is to keep swimming. To help…

It’s 4:45am October 10th 2020, the alarm goes off.. I tumble outta bed and I stumble to the kitchen. I put the kettle on the fire and zap two slices of pizza in the microwave. It’s not a morning like others, today we swim!

The goal is the round trip of the Infamous Angel Island: jump from Aquatic Park, swim North, go by Alcatraz and get to Angel Island, the around and back: 10 miles in San Francisco Bay (57F-60F in this season) crossing two trafficked shipping channels (twice), the lanes of the maritime highway between China and Oakland, crowded…

Sono le 4:45am del 10 Ottobre 2020, parte la sveglia.. rotolo giù dal letto e brancolo verso la cucina. Metto su l’acqua nel bollitore e zappo due fette di pizza nel microonde. Non é una mattina come le altre, oggi si nuota!

L’obiettivo é l’andata e ritorno dalla famigerata Angel Island: partenza da Aquatic Park, si nuota verso Nord, si passa per Alcatraz e si raggiunge Angel Island, poi attorno all’isola e ritorno: 10 miglia nella Baia di San Francisco (13.8C–14C in questa stagione) attraversando (due volte) due rotte molto trafficate (le corsie dell’”autostrada” marittima che porta dalla Cina a…

If you read my first post and you didn’t know about the sport you might be asking “what the f@%k is Ultra Marathon Swimming?”

In this post I’ll describe this sport in detail and the role that has in my life, so to better lay the ground for my next posts.

The Distance

As with running, Ultra-Marathon Swimming goes beyond the limits of a normal marathon. “Marathon swimming” usually refers to the olympic events of 10km and 25km in open water. …

[Versione Italiana]

Last Sunday (2020–08–22) I was cooped up inside (like most of y’all) to watch from the window the ash and smoke of the fires that are still scorching California. Then, out of the blue, a Friend from Italy calls me and tells me “I have an Idea”.

My first reaction is “Oh shit, what does he want now?!”.

The idea he was talking about is kinda weird and I wouldn’t have thought it myself… to write my “aquatic” story…

It’s a story like many other, but unique for friends and family. At least that’s what he says. And…

Luca Pozzi

Scientist, Swimmer

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