As a kid, I recall reading about swimming holes. I had no idea what a swimming hole was–I lived a short drive from the ocean and had no use for swimming holes, or so I thought.
Landlocked states have to be a bit more creative than those on the coast. And so, the swimming hole was born. Every year, we try to partake in new and local adventures while traveling; a dip in a Vermont swimming hole was at the top of our list this year.
Now, here’s something we didn’t figure on: The quarry water is fed from a mountain spring–in Vermont. Perhaps you see where this story is headed.
Oh so picturesque, no? But here’s the thing: The water was ICE. I’m not even kidding. It was brain-freeze inducing. Husban-dito and I inched our way into the water–our legs were numb when I finally just pushed off the rock we were perched on and dove in. I swam in frantic circles and then headed back to the rock.
That smile on Husban-dito’s face? It’s froze in place. It took him an HOUR to get in the water. Other people just took the plunge–literally.
A few, more brazen souls took things a bit further…
That ledge is higher than it looks...
It's too late to turn back now...(I believe, I believe, I believe I'm fallin' in love...)
We have...
TOUCHDOWN!!!!!!!!!!
So, that was our adventure at the quarry. It was a ton of FREEZING fun. If you’re interested in visiting a swimming hole in your neck of the woods, check out this page–swimming holes–and see if there’s a local one near you. It’s a great (and FREE) way to have some fun.
If you don’t live near the ocean and don’t have a pool, where do YOU swim?
Mountain streams appear to be equally as cold!!!
Children will swim “anywhere” and never be cold even as they are shivering and turning purple!!!
When my children were small and staying at my mom’s with no access to swimming…they got a cooler, filled it up and played in it
oh, was it mineral water?
That stuff does WONDERS for my blond locks!
Wonder why that is that they never advertise it as “cold”…
(When things get toasty up here, I fill up Bailey’s pool and stick my feet in… that’s typically enough for me)
What you need is a hot-water spring.
My friend and I were just talking yesterday about how cool it is that they’re turning McCarren Park Pool back into a pool . . . and how we’ll never actually swim in it. Somehow the pool at my local YMCA seemed just fine when I was a kid, but the idea of swimming with the hipsters in my neighborhood gives me the creeps.
We have one of these in my hometown, but no one goes there because of all of the dumping of “expired”bodies there from Detroit.
There is nothing creepier than feeling somehting like a hand on the bottom of the quarry…and having it actually be a hand…
I’ll pass on this one.
You are a GODSEND. I have been dying at the thought of having no place to swim here. I even left my underwater mp3 player at home!
Just out of curiosity, where does the water come from for the quarry swimming hole? Was it rainwater? Because it looks as fresh as spring water.
i was told the quarry is spring fed, from the mountain–that’s why it’s FREEZING.