
From 1934-1963, the Federal Government operated a maximum security prison on this island in the middle of San Francisco Bay.

Most prisoners incarcerated in Alcatraz prison were those who were considered violent and dangerous, inmates considered escape risks, and who refused to follow the rules and regulations at other Federal institutions.

They were the worst of the worst.





My friends, however, were scared to death of the cold. They told me that they had purchased "wetsuit hats" for their heads. I am not really wimpy about the cold and had done many practice swims in 58-60 degree water, so I blew them off...
My friend's doctor had told her the importance of protecting the ears since they were so close to your brain. OK folks, I had ignored her until that story.


We don't actually jump off the island. They ferry us out to the island and we jump from the boats. I met swimmers from all over the world (Ireland, Australia, Germany) who had come to San Francisco to swim this race. So, there are nuts like me all over the world!
The horn sounded and it was time to jump. I felt like I was jumping off an airplane. We had to disembark quickly and without hesitation. "GO, GO, GO" The three of us held hands and jumped! No turning back.
AHHHHH!!! When I hit the water, the breath was knocked out of me. I felt like I had just jumped into a tub of ice cubes. My first thought was..."I cannot do this. How do I get back into that boat?" It was absolutely freezing! I looked around and thought...ok, all of these other people are not climbing back into the boat...if they can handle it, so can I.
In a few minutes, my arms went completely numb and my body began to get used to the cold. Everyone in the water started to yell and I joined in too. It sounded like a battle cry and there were kayakers all around us to support us should we need it. They weren't yelling...but they were dressed in hats and coats...

At the start, I just put my head down and started to swim. In a few moments I was into my groove and just wanted to swim like heck until I could get warm again. A couple of times the waves were high and I swallowed the very-salty bay water. The choppiness plus swallowing the salty water made me feel a little queasy but that passed.
The current was stronger the closer I got toward the opening in the park wall and I had to push a little harder at that time. The fog did make it hard to see, but I used those two towers to sight by and that worked out great.
Wetsuit pictures are never pretty but I'm trying to be "real" here. I kind of look like a line backer but I am what I am...

Somehow Carin looks less goofy in HER hat...
And Natalie spent her time calling everyone telling her how nervous she was...
And our team cheerleaders, photographers and psychiatric support...

The rest of my San Francisco trip was wonderful so I'll have to tell you about that later...

I'm including a link to a YouTube video if you're interested. The conditions in this video are almost exactly the same as the day of the swim. It's a little long at 9 minutes but it's a good simulation of my swim.
Oh yeah, did I mention that there were two people taken to the hospital for hypothermia?























































