With jagged peaks that seem to pierce the clouds, waterfalls surging across verdant slopes peppered with grazing sheep, deep ravines and wide fjords, and fog that drifts about like a billowing curtain ...

Maybe it’s the Aquarius in me, or maybe the subconscious need for a calming force, but I’ve never shied away from a swim. Whether it’s jumping feet-first into -3C water on the Antarctic Peninsula or ...