Okay, I lived in the Clark Kerr dorms for a full year, and was at Berkeley for four years. So why the hell did this 25-yard (75-foot, duhhh) pool seem so elusive? Was it because I was simply lazy (this certainly kept me from the basketball & tennis courts and track up in the hills that in retrospect seem shamefully close by)? Was I too busy partying? Or was it because the hours were weirdly scant and I always got them wrong?
Probably all of the above.
I'm pretty sure I only swam in this pool four times. The first time was at night, when a group of us freshman idiots scaled the simple chain fence and jumped in thrashing and screaming at the top of our lungs. We were reprimanded by campus security and recorded as trespassers.
The next time was legit, and without incident.
The third time, I had somehow gotten the time wrong by an hour (though I maintain that the hours magically switched on me), but the lifeguard let me swim for as long as he felt like swimming in it (1 sweet hour of having the whole pool just to ourselves!!). "I'm done," he gasped at the end, and we both got out and went our separate ways.
The last time I was there, I snuck in on my own, set off an alarm that I simply ignored, and got a few jubilant laps in before the staff came running out of nowhere. I feigned ignorance/innocence and was spared another encounter with the campus po-po.
Good times; but this pool is criminally underused (or was, from the years 2000-2004), as if it's just a decoration to embellish the already gorgeous CKC.
Come on, Cal, open it up...because when you're not looking, I bet there's more midnight skinny-dipping and mid-day lane-hogging going on than you think! [Though from all two reviewers below, it seems that things may have changed? Or were they just the lucky ones?!] read more