Fiona Stanley arrives at South Beach Cafe at 11.30am on the dot, beaming beneath her orange sunhat. She’s bright-eyed and buoyant, perhaps owing to her morning laps at Fremantle pool, a twice-weekly ritual. In the warmer months, she swims here, at South Beach, a calm, protected bay on the Indian Ocean.
“I’m an addicted ocean swimmer,” she says, as we toddle up the pathway to the beach beneath a row of Norfolk Island pines. “But I’m so much fitter since I joined this swim group. We swam almost 2.5km this morning!”