All race reports for John Grenfell-Shaw
Event: Pembroke Regatta 2012 - 3rd division
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There were a couple of factors differing between the first race and our second, with Pembroke. One was that they had blue blades. Another is that their boat said 'PEM' on the side. An element with slightly more influence might be that Pembroke didn't give up after we pulled ahead (and weren't so easy-going as the polite Clare crew, who said that they 'only wanted to lose to the eventual winners'. Which was fortunate).
The weather remained singularly awful and taking strokes was an exercise more in luck and guesswork than our carefully choreographed (I think the term is, ah) rowing. Squaring blades became a thing of the past, as did warmth, dryness and a sat boat. Appalling weather. Luckily, forwards remained the prevailing direction for our vessel, but it was a close run thing. The race itself was quite tough but we took an early lead which we maintained despite Pembroke's rallying; they were never too serious a threat.
The most entertaining portion of the charge had to be its finale. Through the red haze of competitive racing (by which I mean any call made by Yining went completely unheeded) when Pembroke were but a half length or so behind us, a single shout from Simon made itself distinguished: "MAGGIE GET THE HELL OUT OF THE WAY!" (I'm including this section purely for the excuse to use the caps lock key), followed hot on the heels by Neil's "Eyes forward, boys, do NOT look round". Race fervour ensured that, for the first time in my life, I followed instructions to the letter and it was only following our winning of the race that we could spare the time to gawp at the incompetent John's crew who had been set off in the race before ours and were yet to complete the course. It also explained some fantastic and amusing manoeuvring by Yining who used the blood-red boat as an excuse to pull directly in front of Pembroke, stymying any attempt to overtake until the good Lady Margaret had pulled into the side. Euphoric.
Event: Pembroke Regatta 2012 - 3rd division
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In order to keep these reports coming, I shall endeavour to pretend I haven't actually read everyone else's accounts.
The luck of the draw ensured that we had one more race than anyone else in the competition (true only if we got the final, of course. Coincidence?).
This was felt very bitterly and personally by yours truly, and seemed a deliberate attempt to discredit our race attempt against teams already one-love down to a remarkably FaT M3. Furthermore, the weather was beyond abominable, and in many exciting years of rowing experience (read 5 months) I have never been concerned that our taking onboard of errant river would be more down to the oscillations of the water than the splashing of overly enthusiastic catches.
We won, by the way.
Event: May Bumps 2012 - Saturday
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Ah, protestors! You did manage to screw over somebody's day after all. After watching them approch, we hung out gazing at Ian Bone and his elderly anarchists wave banners at our boathouse. This was quite amusing, although we couldn't hear a word they were saying over the ghastly wind, which would prove a dominant feature of the day's rowing. The wildlife protestors in their ultra environmentally friendly outboard-motor driven boat held up the races by over an hour, achieving basically nothing other than general annoyance and much generation of counter arguments to their activities. Like I've never killed a swan. Or a duckling. Georgia would kill me if I tried...
So as predicted, the boats ahead of us, after spannering around for the last few days bump out again, pretty much immediately. We're used to this by now, and had planned for the overbump or the double overbump from the beginning. We knew we could do it; all that remained was a little bit more pushing. Ah, were that were so. Over half way to the overbump on Cats', just round first post corner we're told to easy then hold it up as we approach their stern. Then we hear the klaxon and we're told that King's celebrated A Bump (we're also told this is very exciting for King's) by not clearing and parking across the breadth of the river. They were at the head of the division, and as a result, unless you'd bumped before first post (as Christ's did, earning their blades, to much bitterness from us given we beat them outright at Nine's), racing was over and everyone was awarded technical row overs. There was no time to rerow the division, no way to make an exception for people just about to overbump because they were already running an hour behind. So we were livid.
We entertained ourselves pettily by rowing slightly scrappily but pretty efficiently in the truly dreadful headwind on the reach, and catching up to Cats', easying perfectly sat and drifting past their stern to bump them gently, before letting them get a bit more distance and beginning to row again, every time a little nudge; this is us bumping you, this is us bumping you. Goddammit.
Event: May Bumps 2012 - Friday
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Back in a taped up and much maligned Richard Church, we're still happier in her than Titan, even if the amount of water it feels the bows let on is considerable. Much joking about me sinking. We're told the bow will fall off if we hit anything.
We start, we push, we bumps push, we get overlap with St Cats' III whose cox then concedes, all before first post. This all sounds just fine, thank you very much. Unfortunately, a second before the Cats' boat concedes, the Tit Hall III stroke man apparently fell off his seat, allowing the Tit Hall cox to concede a half second before the Cats' one. We easy and almost hold it up because we think we've bumped, and Christ's power it round the corner. Then the next instruction is a command to go back to full pressure at race pace, as Alex weaves in and around the melee ahead of us, unavoidably losing us yet more distance and speed over our pursuers. We get back in to rhythm, conveniently exhausted after our fantastically effective bumps push, and spend a very long time desperately trying to push Christ's away. I must apologise for our grassy line, although luckily they steered for the bump. We were caught a length or two off the overbump, as we reached the plough. Gutted.
Event: May Bumps 2012 - Thursday
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We get to the boathouse and are pleasantly informed that M6 have written off the bow of our boat. This provides the much need confidence boost. We row down in Peter Brandt, then swap with a pleasant M5 crew who have just bumped to row in Titan, a boat in which my feet kept coming out of the footplates. Thanks M5. Fantastic way to begin the day.
We start, the boat two ahead of us, St Cats, who we would like to heavily scold for being too damn awful, catches three or so crabs off the start and so Tit Hall catches them instantly. We get depressed as we row past but feel the overbump is on the cards. Nobody chases us as the fearsome Christ's III catches the meek St Edmund's almost as quickly as we did.
Unfortunately, the overbump wasn't on the cards, because although we were gaining on Selwyn III, it wasn't enough to catch them before they bumped out Jesus III at Ditton. Then there really was nothing to chase, and we paddled down the reach, watching a desperate Homerton boat overrate us by ten in a desperate attempt to catch up and so avoid the sandwich position the following day.
Event: May Bumps 2012 - Wednesday
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Oh my, we were so happy. St Edmund's II were an enigma; we had no idea how they would perform. We assumed it was basically their M1 from Lents', which spooned in embarrassing style, being bumped by such giants of rowing as Darwin I, given their ludicrous number of returning blues, and we may have been right. Our worry was that they would bump out with Tit Hall III too early for us to bump them, and then St Cats III would prove too speedy for us to close with. We fretted an planned and decided that day one was categorically the most difficult and important day.
We started, our seven and stroke men in gales of laughter at the antics of Jesus IV behind us, and we got half way through our lengthen strokes before the cause of Iain's shouting became apparent.
A glance to my left shows their stern rapidly falling behind me; I lift my blade barely in time to avoid the stern of their boat as the rest of the our crew tries to hold it up urgently, but to no avail; my spoon thumps their cox in the back, and my blade handle punches me in the stomach (leaving a bruise which made tapping down painful for the next couple of days, if you're feeling sympathetic), ripping my feet out of the footplates and me off my seat, and I very nearly go for yet another swim in the Cam. Apparently they caught two crabs and an overhead crab off the start. If only things had continued in that vein.
Event: Champion of the Thames Eights Head 2012 - Men's 4th div. Mays
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We love square blades rowing! This was a fun race and it could have gone much worse. True, it could also have gone much better, give or take poppers, footplates, a boat which categorically hates us, and an amusing immediate stroke side corner. Seven seconds off M2 was not for us to sniff at, even if M3 did destroy our time. We rowed (which is at least something) and we learnt that feathering is such a simple, easy action that just about everything in the boat can we shaken up when it's introduced. Luckily this is a problem we sorted out over the following weeks. We also took the convenient opportuntiy to fill our footwells with bricks, in Iain's words. It gave us a taste of our time relative to others in our division, leading to much happiness and celebration. How little we knew.
Event: Bushe-Fox Freshman's sculls 2012 -
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So this was also a fantastically successful sculling race in which I lost horrendously from the very beginning. Soon enough, although I started a good distance ahead of Steele, he overtook me. Some small consolation comes in being told that it looked like I crossed his finish line before he crossed mine. The famous Cambridge river crabs were out in force and there was little I could do to stop them. Next time I'm definitely getting some practice in.
Event: Peter Brandt Sculls 2012 - Novice 1x
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The start was ok and I was keeping pace with True nicely for the first hundred metres or so, me in my tracer using macons, him in his racing shell using cleavers. Then I caught a crab, and one crab led to another, and the race was basically over. Sculling is difficult when you're sufficiently unsat that tapping down becomes a nervous exercise in trying not to capsize.
Event: Cambridge Head-2-Head 2012 - 3rd Mays
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First outing as a crew? Felt kind of interesting to begin on a race. We started and rowed for a bit, and then we overtook someone which was fun. Then we reached the motorway bridge and some unkind person told us to spin and row it all again. This was definitely not so enjoyable; despite almost managing another overtake on the reach, our time was significantly slower. Rowing hurts.
Event: Cambridge 99's Regatta 2012 - 4th division
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Clare M3 were good; they'd had an easy first couple of races (sorry M5) and were feeling confident. We started, pushed, held them and fell out of time during the surge; we need the coordination provided by the cox. Things became scrappy and pulled back together. Clare pulled ahead gradually over the length of the reach. At bow it was demoralising to watch them edging further and further ahead, and a couple of crabs leading to rowing not at all together lost us yet more distance. Luckily we didn't panic and held it together under the railway bridge where it was astonishing to note that we were gaining. This gave us such adrenaline; from the despair of certain defeat (again!) we felt hopeful and buoyant, and the sudden energy allowed us to take it back even faster. We kept pushing and every stroke felt like it gave us 6 inches on them, and the wind for the last few metres destroyed they faint hopes of retaking the lead; certainly from how it appeared and how much of their boat I could see as we crossed the line, unbelievably ahead it felt like a much more convincing victory snatched from the jaws of defeat than the actual quarter length lead we had, but I guess that's how elation skews perception. I now have a delightful tankard on my shelf.
Event: Cambridge 99's Regatta 2012 - 4th division
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Christ's were clearly a rugby boat. The rugby tops and lightweight rower in the bows (according to Barrel) gave it away. But the first thing of note before this race was that we got to watch Corpus spin again! Didtheymakeitdidtheymakeit*crash*awh no they hit the bank again.
I can't remember it but judging by our usual performance our start wasn't great but could have been a lot worse. We held them with 3/4 of a length lead down the whole course; they began to push before the bridge and almost drew level before we pushed off the bridge in excellent style; they had no more energy and fell back again, granting us another victory. Jelly baby refuelment time.
Event: Cambridge 99's Regatta 2012 - 4th division
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We watched Corpus M4 spinning after we'd parked. This shouldn't be enough to instil a profound sense of confidence immediately before a race, but when Yining stepped over to instruct their bow pair and stern pair in the art of avoiding the bank and rescuing bow balls we felt this race probably wouldn't be as competitive as some of the others. This feeling was marred somewhat when we attempted to move our own boat down, and did so in a very professional, calm and thought out manner which didn't involve an angry lady in a houseboat hurling base accusations at some noted members of our crew. Big thanks to Yining for managing to carry my rucksack which on cooler days she might have used as a tent.
The race was interesting; we went off rapidly and wildly off the start in an effective but untidy and inefficient manner. Soon we settled down to rate twenty four paddling or thereabouts. Now might be a good place to mention three key disadvantages in using Richard Church: the velcro on the footplates keeps coming out, so Matt rows feet out pretty regularly, the cox box doesn't display ratings, and the wires connecting the speaker in the bow to the cox box have come loose, leaving bow pair completely deaf to the instructions and encouragements Alex was using to motivate us; the surge timing especially suffered because of this. Yining acted as a sort of relay, conveying orders from stern to bow. They had a very loud and feminine bank party on meadow side, cheering them on and videoing. We were unsure if we managed to feature in any of the video... Jon gave us a lecture afterwards on the art of remaining calm and in control during races; something which we tried to take to heart on the later two, but precision during racing is definitely still a work in progress. The hurriedness and scrappiness could easily have lost us the race against Clare.
Event: Lent Bumps 2012 - Saturday
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Yining has the right of it. Such was our anticipation for receiving fabulously coloured and elegantly decorated, ah, wooden spoons that our race speed dropped off part way down the course with instantaneous and disastrous consequences. On the plus side, they are a lovely shade of navy blue, with little gold ribbon tied at the end of the handle (thank you Simon!). Apparently, we were bumped by Hughes Hall II as well!
So, psyched for the race by a heartwarming and cheering email from Julia (bless!) who reminded us that not only could we row over if we pulled ourselves together, but that she would really rather appreciate it, we paddled up to the starting line. Nothing strange about that; it happened every other day too. Hughes Hall were back in their racing shell. We share resigned glances and wish them luck. Sure enough, Churchill set what may be a new record for speediest bump, and decided that their favourite activity, of a Saturday afternoon, was to get in the way of a demoralised FaT crew with nobody to chase. We held Catz II very nicely for a considerable while before, as the others have elucidated, we dissolved and ended up bumped. How annoying. At Grassy, too, in front of all the spectators and at much the same distance as we had the previous day when being chased by the boat race crew of yesteryear.
Yes, you might agree, but not half so annoying as what happened just ahead of us. Cast your mind back to the reach on the first day where we were desperately holding off Tit Hall, praying that Clare would push just that little bit harder, squeeze it through, and bump our neighbours. Now it really doesn't take a genius to guess what happened the second time Clare found itself taking an antagonistic role. If only Clare had fulfilled their potential on the first day, we wouldn't have ended our first season quite so calamitously. Such is bumps.
Event: Lent Bumps 2012 - Friday
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Well, obviously we all settled into this race thinking that we a very reasonable chance of pulling ahead of Hughes Hall and, obviously, easily catching Clare II before they bumped Churchill. Obviously.
We rowed past Hughes Hall on the way to the start and took another gawp at their Blues' splash jackets and Lights' insignia which was resplendent and certainly helped the old university patriotism, yet for one reason or another did nothing to inspire us to be self assured. They were huge! All we could do was write a couple of alternative lyrics to one of Disney's finer creations and try to let music calm our nervous demeanours (we never quite seemed entirely sure whether we were writing a song about Yining making men out of us, or whether we were attempting to belittle people who have made enjoying pain their life, but hey, it seemed to work). On the flipside, however, while they might have had, according to Simon, around fifty years more rowing experience, immeasurably larger and fitter bodies and all the confidence in the world, they had managed to break their racing shell and were in a knackered vessel which was clearly bound to sink before the motorway bridge, while we had our very own gorgeous Black Prince.
We pulled away from them at the start, to our everlasting pride, and put up more of a fight than any other crew that week; our ninety second race plan, designed to sprint us up to catch Clare II had to be radically extended, to two and a half minutes such that we got to Grassy before finally being caught. Damn that Churchill boat, again, for being so bloody awful! If they had but held off Clare for but a little while we would have been in with a chance. As it happened, they merely screwed over our racing line again. It was hard work but with no hope of victory and so nothing to lose, quite good fun, really. They were nice about us too. Certainly, that King's boat had nothing on us ("you stupid cox!"). Well, luckily, they'll be well out of our way next year...
Event: Lent Bumps 2012 - Wednesday
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Oh yes, and wasn't this fun? We start better, and thing seem to be going ok. Clare gain on us, which after Tuesday didn't seem earth-shaking, or even particularly worrying. Further away from the cannon, perhaps? We push them away, they get back again etc. So far as I remember, it all started going wrong. Well, that much was obvious; I simply mean that before the approach to grassy, we pass a triumphant Tit Hall crew who had just bumped a miserable and generally useless Churchill boat, neither of which pulled in sufficiently fast as to give us a clear shot, forcing on Yining a weave, losing us yet more unaffordable distance.
What we didn't realise (eyes in the boat!) on the approach was quite how congested grassy was. As unlikely as it sounds, picture Selwyn and Peterhouse on the inside of the corner, before the houseboats, with Selwyn's bow over Peterhouse's stern, submerging the coxes seat and soaking the poor lady. Their boat was sinking. On the outside of the corner sat an unhappy Magdalene boat - I forget what had happened to their bumper but they probably got in our way before the corner (everyone else did, why not them?). This narrowed the corner such that turning was impossible: grassy was not made to fit three boats, let alone the additional two of us careening around the bend at full race pace. So, we hit the bank with a jolt and a cracking sound, and Clare just rowed on by. Sickening.
So the race is over. We feel depressed and Simon begins talking about the stochastity of bumps when Caius rocket forward. In a daze we hear Ian's call to get out of the boat. Nothing happens. The bank party yells the same with ever increasing urgency and we realise that the Caius boat which had seemed so adequately steered was in fact not going to miss us. We understand what Simon means when he says a crew can leave a boat and pull their blades in, in a good two seconds, all at once. Except Yining, who was left a couple of feet out from the bank with no easy way to get out. Somehow this happened anyway, and Caius whizzed past, scraping everything possible to scrape as they did so. Still this was more successful than their pursuing Maggie boat, which, as I recall (but please correct me because this doesn't seem possibly right) which approached the corner at full tilt and slammed into the stern of the parked Magdalene boat (or the bank. Bit of a blur).
Edit: Yining assures me that the true state of affairs was that Peterhouse bumped Magdalene, then Selwyn ran over Peterhouse because they couldn't stop in time, and the Maggie boat bumped Caius at the corner, causing the aforementioned chaos.
Event: Lent Bumps 2012 - Tuesday
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One sound has been echoing in my ears pretty consistently. The boom of the cannon firing immediately before our disastrous start, despite two and I being as close as it was possible to get to the ordnance? No. Blaise's repetition of "defend your ears!"? Yes.
In the end, it wasn't so bad. In fact, just damaging enough to utterly paralyse us for the first second of the race. So we pulled away, did our standard racing start with four or so air strokes on the first draw (just to be clear, our standard racing start doesn't actually include these), and began to pull as though the hopes of First and Third depended on it. Well before grassy (the only corner I know by name), Tit Hall had pulled rather too close for comfort (for this we can blame a Churchill boat which will feature again in these reports for being bumped out stupidly early and forcing a poor line onto us), and it then became a desperate struggle to hold them off for as long as we possibly could, despite the many minutes we spent with overlap.
Before the reach we managed one major push, and lifted off their boat for all we were worth (which wasn't enough, as it happened), and there were a few blissful feet of open water between our vessels. This lasted until the reach, where our hopes became pinned upon a remarkably sluggish M2 Clare boat which had previously wished us luck in order that we could hold off Tit Hall (I refuse to call them by any other name) until they bumped them. This never happened, and Clare remained a steady and disappointing boat-length behind. Our rowing became hurried and slightly messy, and it ended inevitably someway down the reach, as we ran out of river to drift across. Alas, alack, but Simon felt we rowed well, and it was a gruelling yet character building challenge. Which will help us in our preparation for future races. And didn't leave us feeling at all disappointed. Or frustrated. Or, indeed, mad?
Event: Pembroke Regatta 2012 - 3rd division
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Oh and wasn't this one fun? Here follows an utterly unbiased and accurate account of events as they unfolded:
It was close and hard fought and difficult and intense and everything you could possibly want from a final to such a competition, including the plucky underdogs greatly desiring their revenge for some unfairness or other that there must have been previously when we didn't beat them at Clare Novices, which included a nail biting crab caught by their stroke man in the very mirror of the previous race allowing us to regain our deficit and perhaps even pull ahead; their comeback was incredibly strong, revoking our temporary reprieve. This bit lasted until the very final stretch when slightly worse than dubious steering from Maggie pushed our boat hard up against the bank, and in a sneaky and underhand move deliberately (hear that? Deliberately!) clashed blades with us, resulting in caught crabs and loss of way and general inconvenience; the distance we lost was irrecoverable and victory rather than disqualification was handed to our old rivals (old in a traditional sense rather than actually rivals we have had much to do with; having raced them but once before they already feel like timeless enemies). I call conspiracy.
Event: Pembroke Regatta 2012 - 3rd division
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Caius did quite well at Fairbairns, really. They beat the University Lights and their M2 beat our M1. So were we brimming with confidence after our three late morning races, compared to their two early morning ones? In a fruitful effort to instil some doubt into the strong opposition, Steven let loose a mighty bellow at the beginning of the race, the echoes of which triggered some subconscious primal reaction in the stroke man of Caius M3 significantly further on down the course. We were incredibly evenly matched, with Caius having a slight edge through the whole course but our boat never giving a single inch. Surely we weren't just going to stand by and let Caius get a clean sweep of the regatta? Surely they weren't greedy enough to want four trophies? The wind had died down completely and so this was a race able to display our flagging and jaded technique rather better than the previous three, and so it came as even more of a surprise when one of these factors contributed to one of the well-known, dangerous and little-seen Cambridge River Crabs fastening itself onto the blade of the opposition's stroke. This seemed to be the prearranged signal for all seven other rowers to instantly halt, on the final stretch before the finish line, perfectly timed so they could collide with a houseboat, lending us an incredibly hard fought easy victory, which was followed by warmth and recuperation and jelly babies and being generally pampered by Neil.
Event: Pembroke Regatta 2012 - 3rd division
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While it's true that we had already beaten any combination of competitors in our first three races at the Robinson Head, this race promised to be even easier than the first two. Darwin M1 are alas not fabulous this year, and Queen's M4 are almost surely a fourth boat, so it was with a reasonably carefree attitude that we pulled up to the starting line. This evaporated when the inaudible starting call was made which led to us being a stroke and a half down from the start as Yining was trying to adjust our boat position. They then lost all hope of catching us by the end of our start to such an extent that past the railway bridge we heard a call from the bank 'take the pressure off' (after our fifth surge or thereabouts) which was promptly heeded, resulting in a nice calm paddle at a rating around ten below race pace. The following 'not that much, we're not that cocky' was an irritant but led to slightly snappier rowing as we crossed the line for the third time.
Event: Cardinal's Regatta 2013 - 8+
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Pre-race fancy dress consisted of Sam saying 'shall we strip?' and Daisy vocally approving... Nobody on the bank was very impressed (this may have led to us starting the last race a length down), although many crews did comment that at the very least they could admire our bravery.
Sophia did not almost eject off the start, so the race began a triumph compared to the practice, even if Sam did have to tell the whole of stroke side to put less power down... Sadly, Jason at stroke couldn't bring the rate up to the c. 47 we'd promised beforehand, but whatever we settled on proved strong enough that Dougall felt he could row inside arm only as we passed David Ponting in order to 'pose' for the camera. The pink house has never felt so far away (in such a heavy boat) but Tit Hall were never in danger of pulling it back, so we won comfortably.
Event: Cardboard boat race 2013 - 1st division
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A solid race with primary propulsion coming from James' craftily procured punt pole and secondary help from paddles wielded by Dougall, Daisy and me. The start was a bit random - we put the boat on the water and shot off the moment we saw another crew begin the race and tried successfully to overtake them. The egg fit nicely in its egg holder, a spare gaffer tape reel and we dodged the competition on the return leg to arrive victorious. St Edmund's May Ball, thank you very much!
Event: Cardinal's Regatta 2013 - 8+
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All our desperate pleas couldn't persuade the umpires that stripping off definitely counted for more than simply wearing a fluffy hat; combined with Robinson's bribery we were a length down before the start.
Apparently we gained on them off the start, then went a bit wild, the rowing wasn't great, and our massive 5 girl caught an overhead crab (from which she recovered extremely quickly); this eliminated the small progress we'd made and we finished about the length down that we started. Had we started fairly, we reckon we would have won, so next time there's a mixed regatta with arbitrary scratch crews...
Losing this race came with mixed emotions: on the one hand, we felt we could have won had the race been fair, and nobody every wants to lose; on the other, we stood to lose 4 members of our crew had we actually had to keep racing that day, so maybe losing fairly was the preferable option to mid-regatta scratching...
Event: Cardinal's Regatta 2013 - 8+
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There was a very long gap between races in which Daisy made friends with a stranger who seemed quite taken with the way our boat had raced, and who offered her chocolate he happened to have unwrapped in his pocket...
The race, when it finally came, was very similar to the previous one, albeit with slightly less posing, and rather less composure. There was also no 'stroke side quiche NOW!' call off the start... The pink house remained much further away than it had any right to, but we still won by a way.
Event: Lent Bumps 2013 - Thursday
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When using the facilities provided at Chesterton for marshaling, it was interesting to note how all the Churchill (and Downing II and Caius II...) rowers stood about a head taller and a third heavier than I did. In this light, it was encouraging that for Churchill to succeed in staying away from us they ended up finishing in a pretty poor state, putting in a Herculean effort of which, as Tim noted, a particular highlight was making their 5 man throw up.
Overall, it was a much nicer row than Tuesday, but we never moved more than half a length up on them, which was a shame. Hopefully they'll be in a sufficiently lacklustre condition they won't manage it again today...
Event: Pembroke Regatta 2013 - 2nd division
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Much harder than it had any right to be, we paddled up with much more style than them (as per usual), then gained on them very slowly throughout the race... This race, coming very soon before the final, took a lot out of us (or at least me).
Event: Lent Bumps 2013 - Tuesday
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The list of things we didn't do very well went on for quite some time at the crew chat, from not pushing hard and finishing it off round grassy to not gunning it at the start (and definitely not making it to rate) to some unusually lopsided rowing which was depressing because of how well we've previously rowed in wash.
After gaining on Maggie slightly off the start we were all put off by the weird horn noise coming from their bank party (my first thought was klaxon...) which apparently meant that Churchill were under threat. We then sat there to Emma's consternation for about 1km before they died, we finally got the whistle and then we moved on them and I hit my blade on their stern. I feel my tightrope walking needs some significant work...
Event: Pembroke Regatta 2013 - 2nd division
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King's II were an unknown, so we went hard off the start, gained massively, then strode 5 or so times as they gave up and we paddled home. The 'easy there' over the finish line caught me rather by surprise...
Event: Pembroke Regatta 2013 - 2nd division
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'We're better than your first boat', we thought to ourselves smugly as we paddled better than them to the start line. Then we went off, preparing for the same race as we'd had against King's. They were neither slow nor gave up, so unfortunately we had to fight for this one. The consensus was that at no point were we in danger of losing, but neither could we force them to give up and save our energy. Fun race, but a pity.
Event: Pembroke Regatta 2013 - 2nd division
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Very similar attitude and race to the previous, although slightly easier; again this was a shame. Over confidence was our downfall the entire day - we knew we were the best M2, but we kind of forgot to prove it. IIRC this race as well we wound it down slightly before the finish line, although this time we were trying desperately not to hit the previous finishers and our race pace (Darwin women or someone) who didn't clear the finish line...
Event: Pembroke Regatta 2013 - 2nd division
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Knackered and feeling severely unwell, this was not a race I was looking forward to coming hard on the heels of our semifinal. We paddled to the start line, trying not to betray how shaky we felt, then started and gained on them. They copied our tactics, however, and waited for us to die before moving through; not even cutting the corner under the railway bridge was enough to close the distance between us and they beat us fair and square. As commented afterwards, the problem was that we were comfortable at 34, not at 38, and 34 just wasn't fast enough to beat Caius over such a short distance; hopefully our extra high rate work between Pembroke and bumps was enough to give us the lead we know we're capable of.
Event: Cambridge 99's Regatta 2014 - 2nd division
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While our practice start was distinctly octopean this did not translate into the beginning of the actual race, where for the first time (and with bumps 2 days away, let us pray not the last) everything felt clean, together and really very fast. It turned out that this was actually fast enough to put a seat up on Magdalene, giving me the exhilarating feeling of watching us pull ahead of a boat with an intimidatingly Helge shaped height spike in the middle. Sadly, it was not to last and when we strode the boat fell down and we lost our speed and more importantly whatever rhythm had been working hitherto. From here we could only push on and watch in dismay as Magdalene moved up on us after which we lost sight of them, never to regain. The row felt decent but not special, and even when Neil pointed out that they could always crash our pushes had a minimal effect on boatspeed. And they didn't. This had
one further unfortunate consequence in ruining Jason's perfect 99's Regatta results record. Sorry Jason...
Event: May Bumps 2014 - Wednesday
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I went into this race with mixed feelings: on the one hand I
felt that we had a long way and a lot of work to go before we were actually
decently prepared for bumps, and on the other Rob exuded blithe confidence that
the bump on day 1 was definitely on (although perhaps this was a front to give
us confidence in ourselves). My uncertainty was compounded by being told that
if we could pull off a fantastic start wed break Christs, and if we couldnt
the race outcome wasnt so rosy.
Signs were encouraging on the way up; we had tremendous fun
being better at paddling than Queens and listening to Seema have the internal
debate were at a canvas off them and gaining fast should I easy?, with a
practice start which wasnt perfect but gave me hope for the real thing.
The race itself was composed half of relief and half of
frustration. To me our start felt terrible with blades all over the place,
although I gather from the bank that we gained on Christs and Queens. Our
rowing continued choppy and as we entered the gut things became very hairy as
we saw Queens bearing swiftly down upon us and their whistles became more
frequent. Thankfully, Queens chose a style of cornering Grassy very familiar
to Steven, Matt Crouch and I which bore a striking resemblance to not cornering
Grassy and Jesus promptly overtook them, setting the stage for a very
satisfying Queens II spoon. The whistles didnt stop, however, giving rise to
the sudden realisation that our bump was on! Rowing continued to happen,
poorly, down plough reach and up to Ditton where in the bows we were spurred on
by the wash we could feel from behind us; 5 feet was the closest we got,
according to David Jones. About around Ditton they started to pull ever so
gently away and despite our best efforts we didnt have the energy to keep the
speed and the rate up. Our plan was to race to the Plough and thats pretty
much what happened. Down the reach to me our rowing felt weaker but so much
tidier than the rest of the race and something like 32 and Christs gradually
opened out their lead. Thank you to W1 for their energetic and invigorating
support as we rowed past them!
Event: May Bumps 2014 - Thursday
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This race was much easier to face than the last one; we knew
how much faster Jesus were so our only strategy was to go as hard as we could
and hope we hit something else first. Everything else was pretty similar; had a
decent paddle up and a moderately better start but we were too panicked to row
nicely together which led to the boat being thrown all around. It wasnt a
tremendous surprise that Jesus hit us as we got to First Post corner.
Event: May Bumps 2014 - Friday
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Chased by Hughes Hall, coxed by Rosemary, our primary coach
this term, we were pretty certain this race would follow the pattern of the day
before. It seemed very unreasonable that in the queues for the toilets we
overheard them saying things like with a little bit of training I reckon you
could get down to, ooh, about 6:10 pretty easily (although at least today
nobody had burnt the toilets down...). Anyway, we set off and the extra
resignation played its part and the rowing was much calmer, neater and a lot
more fun. We didnt eliminate the wobbles in the first few strokes but it was a
lot easier to put down power when we settled into our rhythm and we had a
decent stab at a very fast First Post Reach. Im told we moved away from them
off the start and gained on Jesus. Sadly the fact that they were better than us
showed through pretty quickly and we again got hit just after the corner.
The frustration at bumps shone through on the paddle back,
with a desperately slow Pembroke crew paddling back ahead of us, allowing us to
gun every single stroke, safe in the knowledge that wed have to easy very soon
to avoid stabbing their cox in the back. Some of our best paddling and pause paddling
all term; shows that sometimes anger is productive, although sadly not enough
to change the race results.
Event: May Bumps 2014 - Saturday
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Even less to say here; we watched Queens get thumped by
Darwin before so we knew, again, that the crew chasing us was much bigger,
better and faster, and the crew ahead was also much bigger, better and faster.
What can you do but sprint for the overbump on Jesus? Back to a race very similar
to day 2 without decent cohesion. We all tanked it but I guess our lack of raw
power combined with inexperience in how to apply it together properly meant the
race was never going to last long. Pulling in on First Post corner gets old
very quickly.
Back atbh the now-traditional throwing everyone in the river
took place, along with quite a lot of washing the boat half with soap and half
with beer. Steven and I thought the best place to participate was probably
safely on the balcony in an attempt not to swallow too much Cam water 2 days
before May Ball. Sadly I also entered the cardboard boat race. Ah, well.
Another set of bumps over and another sorely negative result. And the one thing
everybody is glad about - at least we didnt spoon!
Still waiting on those spoons from last year though Rob...
Event: Cardboard boat race 2014 - 1st division
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When putting our boat on the water it felt pretty secure. When
I got in it felt wobbly but on the whole quite solid. The other 3 crew members
then also jumped in, and we tried to push off. As every novice rower is told,
you must hold your blades, in their gates, our on the water in order to provide
stability. Alas the jetty we were using was too high to do this on the bank and
we were too slow to do it while pushing off and the first thing FTT 404 did on
its maiden voyage was to capsize. In righting the craft a well-meaning
spectator helped to tear off one rigger and half the sides, and the weight of
water effectively tore off the other side, leaving us with, to most intents and
purposes, a raft (and 2 punt poles). Having 2 people punting simultaneously was
quite fast but very unstable, and when my punt pole got stuck in the mud,
leading me to fall and the vessel to capsize again we decided to go with single
pole propulsion combined with one pole for use as balance.
We continued on, at some points realising pulling ourselves
along the bank would most likely be easier and more stable than punting, until
we got significantly past the point where we expected we should turn back.
Having seen nothing to collect and no markers we thought to hell with it
Trinity here we come. At least itd make it easy to give back the punt poles.
I gather from after the race that there were indeed half way people in a punt
but things started off a little bit too confusingly for everyone to be in
position.
We made our stately way along between the tourist punters,
most of whom assumed we were about to sink and wanted a lift (the very idea!)
until the stern and the nose began to bury themselves under water and progress
became very slow. We realised how airtight the gaffa tape was when we flipped
over the craft and sat on the air pocket held underneath it. Sadly the boat was
making little to no progress and finally fell completely to pieces in the middle
of the river near to Cripps Court Johns. Trying to get our cardboard to the
bank was a bit of a catastrophe because every punt going past felt like
stopping and avoiding 3 cold and bedraggled swimmers was too much to ask they
were in a tremendous hurry, after all. Then we enjoyed getting out of the
water, and then back in again to help lift about a tonne of wet cardboard out
onto their lawn before a bemused porter wandered over and mentioned where the
recycling bins lay. The one final twist to this tale was when I got hold of
Georgia who told me that shed given our collective stuff to Steven who had
made his way to the boathouse so sadly in lieu of getting warm and dry, Matt
Crowe, Alasdair P-R and I made our miserable way to the boathouse looking as
much like drowned rats as we possibly could, much to the amusement of the usual
Cambridge tourists... Sadly a much less successful effort than last year, despite
a much more solid construction and significantly better ideas. Well learn from
our mistakes and ensure that next year works like a dream.
Event: Nottingham City Regatta 2015 - IM3 8+
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After the excitement of the IVs, jumping back in the VIII felt stable. We did our thing and it wasn't enough. Not a perfect race, not awful either, and we were at least within fighting distance of the crew ahead of us. Again, this just wasn't enough.
Event: Lent Bumps 2015 - Saturday
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We went into this race knowing it would be difficult because Darwin were fast off the start, but we suspected that if we could hold them for long enough they would fall off and we'd be able to row a decent head race.
Rowing up to the start we saw Darwin women being given their flag, and then later on at the lock the same flag was cycled past us in preparation for their men. We decided we were going to deny them their blades.
We had a good start and settled to a decent feeling 36 or so; according to our bank party later we got down to three quarters of a length off Wolfson. Darwin gained along First Post Reach but it still felt possible and we were successfully pushing them away. Unfortunately for us, Downing II were not this year's most successful crew and Wolfson hit them trivially, somewhere at or before the corner. Because the distance between us and Wolfson was so small the evasive action we had to take to get around the lines the previous crews had taken was drastic - well done to Liv for getting us through. Sadly, this and combined with a couple of bad strokes before the corner cost us order half a length.
We rowed through the gut with something like a canvas of clearance gradually being eaten up by Darwin (who, incidentally, all looked much bigger than us) and we came to Grassy with decided overlap. At this point we were rowing well, quite together and with as much power as we could. To me, it looked like we were just beginning to pull away and out from overlap. Both crews finished cornering and straightened out for Plough Reach but tragically their line was identical to ours and their bow canvas hit our stern.
Talking about it afterwards, most of the crew was happy with the way we'd rowed that, and there wasn't much else we could have done to change that result; it's just incredibly frustrating as I'm certain we'd have got away if they'd been but a foot to one side.
Event: Cambridge Head-2-Head 2015 - 2nd Mays
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Two decent legs and defended our title as fastest M2 on the Cam. Our wind for the finish was too good; in what became a theme for the term, we need to learn to push ourselves closer to the limit throughout all pieces.
Event: Head of the Cam 2015 - Novice 1x
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In the single, I had rather less luck. As usual I had only a vague idea of where the start was but got onto my pace reasonably quickly, but dreading the head wind on the reach. First Post reach went moderately smoothly as I remembered how to scull, before turning into the corner too early and sharply and taking a few seconds out of my race to drift away from the bank and push back out my bowside blade. I followed this up with an overtake round Grassy in which I accidentally managed to push the poor overtake-ee right out wide. A push onto Plough reach was followed by a poor line round Ditton while overtaking a double (who it has to be said were moving quite incredibly slowly). Events for this race were concluded shortly after by attempting to overtake a mixed pair; Barney on the bank yelled at them to concede the line. When the finally did so I was extremely close and instead drastically altered my line to avoid the collision; a few strokes at pi/4 to the racing line to get round them (who were now going wide themselves) and I was blissfully clear. Rowed to the finish and found I'd lost by 6s...
Event: Head of the Cam 2015 - 2nd Mays
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Solid race. Absolutely nailed it and were 17s ahead of our competition. Sadly Robinson spoiled our fun by being in the same Mays division as us, but we had a chunky row from start to finish.
Event: Head of the River Race 2015 - In3
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This is more of a training camp report than a race report so it's on the long side.
We started our trip to London as we meant to carry it on; we had a new trailer, we'd established there was enough accommodation for everyone (even before leaving Cambridge!) and loading the boats went pretty smoothly.
Sadly, things went pear-shaped pretty soon afterwards (for M2 at least). On Wednesday morning we suddenly found ourselves in urgent need of a bowsider; doing the usual thing of asking around in breakfast we got more volunteers than I'd anticipated, with Zoe and Chloe being prepared to come down, and Jedge and Barney prepared to get the earlier train. We went on levels of keenness and inconvenience and took Jedge for the first outing of the day, and Zoe for the second (which was at the same time as M1's outing); Crouchy subbed for David who couldn't make it until Thursday (and to stay for the race if Tom's ankle didn't hold), and Simon for Sam who wasn't there until the race. The first was smooth and much calmer than expected; the second was a light technical outing where we furiously battle paddled with M1 both ways (leading to M1 victory on the way down, a stern talking to about how what we doing before wasn't actual battle paddling, then an M2 victory on the way back). Further good news was that we had to strip all the riggers off both boats every day; this time added up with every new equipment failure.
Thursday was our sightseeing tour to the palace of Westminster. I was sick so this is a second hand account, but Jedge switched sides, we put Crouchy in M1, moved Simon to M2 for me and kept Zoe. M1 put a bucket in their empacher so Rob could be at stroke. Luckily we had David back. Glorious sunshine and calm conditions were had by all; out of a sense of not wanting me to be jealous all the rowers came back with stories of rain, cold, much wash and high waves, and quite a lot of water in the boats. 2/3 pieces were won by M1, with the last one drawn? M2 broke and lost a top nut, M1 damaged some backstays. Joy. Neil managed to lock his car keys in his car, and made the long lonely trip back to Cambridge to pick up spares from Ingram with an 8 minute turnaround at Cambridge station.
M2 arranged for Rob Shearme to be our bowsider for the day. For Sam, M1 arranged... Crouchy, again, having rung him up on Thursday night immediately before he was about to step onto a train back to Cambridge. I gather not everyone was perfectly pleased with this solution. Rigging took forever, as top nuts and washers needed finding, backstays needed mending and we managed to split off the pin from the plate on 803 and had to steal one from further down the boat. This delay was not appreciated by Crouchy, who had to be back on dry land by 12. The first outing was fun; three pieces, of which two of them were wins for M2 (at 28 and 32); the middle one was awful as we failed to interpret what JPD had told us about the power we were putting down. M1 didn't feel like a second outing, but M2 went out again to get Liv more familiar with the river. Thoughtfully M1 left their boat out for us to put away after our second outing, during which Neil and Ben shared some banter. In the evening we headed to Jake's for some crew bonding.
We'd arranged (in this context, arranged well in advance means 'the night before') for Chloe to come down and row with M2 on Saturday; M1 found a girl Ed and Rob knew from rowing elsewhere. Rob was throwing up, however, so in keeping with the trip they persuaded Imogen to come down with about half an hour's notice where she jumped on the same train as Chloe. This was after she'd got up to go sculling at what must have been 04:45 to watch the sunrise. Apparently M1's outing was really quite good - it was JPD's attempt to fix their front end. M2 merely went for a paddle, familiarising ourselves with the course again (it felt long), then headed straight to spoons for 'crew pasta' as we were kind of knackered and wanted an early night. Neil managed to get in a riposte back at Ben. Chris found us a sub to race with! So we could let Fordy go to his wedding and drink as much as he felt like.
It turned out this was the only thing which went smoothly on Sunday, as we woke up to find that Neil was far too ill to row. Panicking started then, and we tried all the others we could think of. Sadly, Crouchy was also ill, and nobody could get hold of Jason. We put Imogen in the boat for the pre paddle (fortunately she'd decided to stay the night in London) where we met Sam V and tried not to make him regret agreeing to this (given we were in 'matched eights' and he was in the 'faster crew'). On the plus side, we rigged the boat very quickly today. Neil made his slow and painful way to the boathouse, prepared to get in the boat and pass out half way down the course. We finally got through to Jason who'd woken up at about 10:50 who said he couldn't make it as he had family friends visiting (but would think it over). A few minutes later I got the very welcome text that actually, he would come down and row if he could get there in time. There followed a period of anxious waiting, crew chatting and watching the IC crews look professional doing the same. I had a lovely conversation with a man who'd come up to watch from IC boathouse and recognised our colours as being First and Third - he harked back to the days half a century ago when we were regularly winning Henley and I had to make some rather hurried excuses for our present performance...
We went downstairs and started trying to get vaguely in the queue to boat, and in the final minutes before we'd have been committed to taking Neil, Jason cycled up. We pushed off with Ben at stroke, Sam V at 5 and Jason at 2 (annoying when your stroke man is ill on the day of the race), and rowed hurriedly down towards the start, knowing full well that we were now quite late, and the slow crews surrounding us weren't helping either. Marshalling/paddling to the start was slow, wet and cold; we got some decent paddling in but no bursts, broke a footplate and tried to stay tucked in while the other crews drifted and rowed into us. At least we had a working cox box - M1's failed as they pushed off, so Chloe jumped on my bike to deliver them a new one; miraculously they managed to pull in somewhere she could meet them (to the detriment of her shoes, and to everyone's surprise). On our very slow way forward to Chiswick Bridge we got to watch Molesey and Leander moving their boat depressingly better than we can. Also Queens' loltripod.
The race itself was better than expected, given the morning we'd had. The chronology of this report is a bit muddled. We wound it a little bit slowly/late - the start happened before I was expecting, but we wound it up to 34 for a few strokes before striding it down to 28. We pushed this back up to 31 and tried to get into the rhythm which had worked so well for us in the past. For the first few minutes all that was running through my head was what JPD had said the evening before: the only thing I had to do was set-up a rhythm with Ben so middle 4 could do the work; it wasn't our best but what we had seemed to work and it wasn't long at all before we made our first overtake. We generally kept our composure and balance, failing in some of the wash, especially around the bridges, but we always got it back again and carried on moving.
The second overtake was much more exciting: after a rocky patch when we had slight overlap, we came by what must have been the outside of the crew as Liv was turning for the corner and they waited to go wide. With our superior practice at being bumped we didn't let their bow catching our stern phase us but pushed on past, coming through the first crew and onto overlap with the next boat along. My memory is a bit hazy here, but I think we overtook them on one side at the same moment as the crew behind us overtook them and us on the other. We pushed off the crews behind us and got back into our race.
At some point I remember Liv calling the half way point at a section I'd dearly hoped was more like 2/3; from then on the race seemed to go on forever. It turns out Hammersmith to finish is much further than it is while paddling. I was obviously getting weaker and the lesson to take into next time is to pace a long race rather better than that. Liv's coxing and time estimates were very good, however unwilling I was to believe them at the time. There may or may not have been one more crew we overtook. As we passed the black buoy the previous 18 minutes or whatever started to really show, and as we drained our tanks we rowed less together and with less balance and composure. This felt like a pretty irrelevant detail and winding it down past the finish line was half blessed relief and half very painful legs.
Overall notes:
- Not enough Go Pro footage for a montage (this upset some people)
- Made our expedition to Peterborough look easy
- Huge thanks to JPD, Neil and Tom R for organising the trip, use of IC's facilities, the launch and JPD's excellent coaching
Event: Cardinal's Regatta 2015 - 8+
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I can't compete with the puns.
Rowing up to the start line again we noticed a slight disparity in the composition of our crews; this afforded us no advantage whatsoever on the start and we went into it with the all guns blazing attitude which by all rights should have worked.
As I recall, by this point we'd gotten the hang of our start sequence designed to win a 300m race. Only this time the race lasted 500m. Some bad strokes from the other crew took the edge off their speed and we clawed back a foot or two. Sadly, it was to no avail, and we crossed the finish line slightly behind in what was a decent race. We felt vindicated when our bank party later told us they hard the finish marshal telling the start that that race was possibly on the unfair side, and won the best costume prize to boot. But it was annoying not have had the third of a length head start we'd have needed to clinch the win, and not to have the opportunity to race the other FaT boat and prove that big ergs will only get you so far; you need to row well. Like we were. Right?
Event: Cardinal's Regatta 2015 - 8+
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We had the opportunity to observe and recoil from the costumes of the other FaT crew, who had spectacularly taken to their theme. Barney's corset and thong being a particular highlight, if that's the word I'm after... Hopefully there are some photos knocking around somewhere.
Race-wise, the plan was the same as before: follow Matt as we crank the rate until we literally can't keep up any more. This was extremely effective as we took a length or so off the other crew and then had the opportunity to practise 'striding'. Lol. We did take the rate down and rowed through the line comfortably ahead (my legs decidedly in favour of not having to row at 100% effort for such a long way). Fordy did comment that the bucket rigging helped togetherness remarkably; maybe we should all follow Jesus.
Event: Cardinal's Regatta 2015 - 8+
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The WinTech is the favourite boat of few people, and I was nervous when Matt suggested we take it for our races. However, I got over this apprehension with the desire to put as many buckets in the boat as we could (sadly limiting ourselves to the two sensible ones; having zero net moment on our boat being apparently considered a Good Thing), and by pinning to my shirt as many balloons as possible (and to the short lived hat, which ended up swept away by the wind on about stroke 4 of the paddle up). These tended to get in the way both of the finish and of simply coming up the slide as a balloon would get stuck between my body and legs; possibly this was a ploy to stop me lunging at the catch.
To add a note of lightness to Imogen's painting of gloominess in rowing form, the rowing and racing was the best sat I can remember the boat being; this came as a complete shock.
Post marshalling, we did a little practice start, during which we hit about 42 despite having seat/costume interaction malfunctions. I thought this boded well, and so it did. Clamming up immediately before the start so we could fit as many strokes as possible in the short race we eyed up our opposition. Pretty much everyone in our boat had been rowing that morning as part of genuine training and we had spied the Downham boat out there cheating in a despicable fashion. They looked kind of big so we argued for as much of a head start as we could, got half a length thanks to Julia's excellent bribes, and then paddled off down the course at a sedate 40 which gradually slipped.
A good healthy 500m later and we finally pushed across the line about half a length in front; thank you corruption.
Event: Nottingham City Regatta 2015 - IM3 4+
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The IV had some weird issues; it felt so close to rowing well but having one practice outing wasn't sufficient. It was just a little bit unnecessarily rocky. Having said that, when we were racing we had a good start and a solid rhythm. We pushed well of the start and were broadly holding the field; our main race was with the IV in the outside lane (to Liv's left) and we were constantly trying to keep them at bay, being slightly up for much of the course. Sadly our pushes tended to disrupt the race rhythm and cause strange things to happen. When we got to within the final 500m we discovered why other people train for these events; the other IV put in an excellent sprint for the finish while we had nothing to move onto, meaning we failed to qualify for the second round by a frustratingly small amount.
Event: Cambridge 99's Regatta 2015 - 2nd division
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Clare M2 were faster than I expected but we did our start, strode down to a fine 34 and moved steadily away from them. We were never in danger of losing, but we worked damn hard for the length lead we won by. They went on to win the plate.
Event: Cambridge 99's Regatta 2015 - 2nd division
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Wolfson were decent. Their start was better than ours, and our start an improvement on the first race. They took ground which we never took back, and then carried on moving away from them. They were aided by a bye in the first round, while I and others were definitely still feeling shaky, but the guys in the Wolfson boat were big enough and rowing well enough together there wasn't much we could have done. They went on to beat Maggie M2 in the final, denying me revenge for Pembroke Regatta in Lents.
Event: X-Press Head Race 2015 - 2nd Mays
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Not our best rowing. The wind was impressively strong, and this had some kind of psychological impact on our rowing. Even in the sheltered areas simply sitting the boat became a thing we couldn't do. Our race plan was to start as close behind Darwin as possible, then try to blow up by the Plough and spook them by moving closer, as we planned to in bumps.
What actually happened was Darwin started miles away and we never got close to them, and we paddled it round at somewhere between 30 and 32, making the rowing calm but still rocky. We weren't remotely dead by the Plough, but this translated into a solid row down the Reach as we tried to put into practice our focus on drive separation. Occuring the day after 2k tests, it was never going to be our best race, but a bit more of what we'd had earlier in the term would have made it more pleasant. Our thanks to Alex Caulfield for coxing us today!
Event: May Bumps 2015 - Wednesday
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We went into today knowing that Wolfson were faster than us, and by a reasonable margin. However, we'd put on a lot of race speed in the last week or two and were hitting some decent rates on the start, so we thought we should be able to give Wolfson a decent fight.
This turned out to be a gross overestimate of our ability. A tense row up to the start with reasonable pieces on the way preceded a decent start which saw us marginally gain on Darwin. Our rhythm wasn't the best, letting Darwin move away as Wolfson began eating up the gap monstrously quickly. We strode down to 42 initially, and then again to 38 before rapidly taking it back up to 41 during a bumps push I don't at all remember. We lost the remaining canvas of clear water as we manoeuvred around a slowly clearing Darwin/Christ's bump out immediately ahead of us. They hit us shortly before First Post corner. FaT M2 Mays are still going down...
Event: May Bumps 2015 - Thursday
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We'd sparred with Queens' the Monday before bumps and come off better so we felt fairly safe from behind going into today. There was very little chance of us attempting to bump back Wolfson, so we were prepared for the long haul.
Our paddle up wasn't a disaster but I didn't enjoy it much either; the high was the half slide rate build which we've been improving faster than our racing. The race went off and we did our start with water flying around all over the place and essentially no composure, but it was sufficient to keep us outside station from Queens' and to hold Wolfson initially. They bumped out shortly after the Motorway Bridge (boding well for tomorrow) and we attempted to settle down. Through the gut and Grassy we began rowing the race we wanted, and gently pushed Queens' away. I smacked the water with my blade and tried very hard to catch a crab, but luckily got the blade square again just in time - this race constituted some of the worst rowing I've done in years... Sorry.
Pushing round Ditton and onto the Reach it was easy to feel like Queens' didn't have it in them to bump us and our rowing got gradually calmer. When they were finally hit from behind by Corpus we attempted to obey our race plan and keep it high but the rate gently slipped as we all felt the pressure on us come off. I lost track of my blade again. By the time Sidney chasing the optimistic overbump had been caught by Pembroke behind them it was down at 32, and we all waited for what felt like far too long before the call came from the bank and then from Liv to take it down 6 and paddle to the finish. The rowing naturally became sloppy with a lack of motivation from behind; annoying when you want to look good in front of all the crews watching, and leading to a bark from Barney. We eventually crossed the finish line in the glorious isolation we'd been aiming at from the start.
Event: May Bumps 2015 - Friday
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We'd passed a pulled-in Christ's crew (courtesy of Wolfson) shortly after the Motorway Bridge on the previous day, so we were pretty sure that we were faster than them. I say this; we'd been pretty sure that we were faster than them for the previous 6 months, so despite the annoyance of Day 1 we went into this race determined to show why we'd been training this term.
The crew chat revealed a unanimous agreement that our rowing on Day 2 had been shocking (shame it was all captured on GoPro) and today we decided to concentrate. This led to a decent warm-up; our first burst was relaxed, Neil was impressed by our half-slide rate build, our second burst felt easy and in the practice start we finally got close to the looseness and precision we'd achieved in training. We were feeling pretty good.
The 4-minute gun went, everyone got back in the right seats and we got our heads in the boat, I visualised the first stroke over and over again (as Neil said, trying to think any further ahead just didn't work). On the start gun we leapt forward; it wasn't perfect but it was an enormous improvement on previous days. Wild encouragement from Alex on the bank let us know we'd taken distance off Christ's.
A few dodgy strokes under the Motorway Bridge and past the outflow were quickly forgotten as maybe 40 strokes in we got our first whistle. This encouragement spurred us on and one stroke into Liv's power ten we got the second whistle. Christ's crumbled at this point; seconds later we had 3, and the following stroke we had overlap. There was no need to bumps push; we got the legs on together in the wash and ended the race there. Hopefully this would make us the first M2 in about 5 years not to go down...
Event: May Bumps 2015 - Saturday
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I was a bit more worried going into this race: Downing were clearly not terribly good, but they'd been hit on Day 3 at about the same point as we were on Day 1, so I didn't think the speed differential would be that great.
We introduced some square blades into our warm up to try to stop us feathering out of the water and otherwise finish more cleanly, and fix the irritating dip to strokeside. It worked; after our best legs-only rowing I think we've ever done, we did a burst at 32 which was golden. All I could think was that if we'd managed to hit this for HoRR our result would have been phenomenal. The rest of our warm-up put us in the right frame of mind; some poor strokes paddling but everything at rate actually worked. Every time I felt nervous about the race I remembered how Downing must be feeling going into their final opportunity to avoid spoons, and this made me feel better.
It was a glorious soggy day, with mist and constant drizzle. David Jones kindly lent us his umbrella to keep us relatively dry, and we entertained ourselves watching various people have a go on Dad's hand powered trike. Neil nearly incapacitated a couple of innocent spectators (as I so thought, until it was pointed out to me that they were Pembroke supporters).
We did our start, we settled onto rhythm, and we happily rowed along First Post reach for a while, hearing a couple of 'Moving!'s from the bank. I really didn't feel like rowing the long race but had already resigned myself to a much later bump than Christ's, if we hit them at all. My pessimism was ill-placed, however, as we got the first whistle most of the way along First Post Reach. The second whistle didn't take long after that, and the cheering of the crowds around First Post corner spurred us on to take the remaining distance. Downing had gone off at a sprint and when they died, they died very quickly. We hit them in the first part of the gut (bow pair saying they rowed along with the stern canvas of the Downing boat within touching distance off to the side).
So we gave Downing spoons and became the first FaT M2 to go up since 2008. Yeah boys! Kittens. We picked up an impressive amount of tree and had a proud paddle back, trying to keep the boat level without being able to see through the leaves in front of our faces (or being able to tap down due to the branches of the person behind...).
Event: Fairbairn Cup 2014 - Lower VIIIs
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This was a longer and from my point of view much less smooth race than the day before. We put Jason and Adam in the boat (with a big fish little fish call designed to get them to stop quiching and start putting a bit of effort in) thinking that things would go a lot better with two senior subs in the boat. What ended up happening, however, was on the first draw stroke they got connected just that little bit earlier and managed to turn the boat a surprising amount. With the rudder hard over I let the start sequence look after itself, put the rudder hard over and bellowed for a bit of bowside pressure. Our angle lasted rather longer than I would have liked until finally we got straight but on the wrong side of the river (let's hope not too many people watching our race noticed), only 7's blade in the end clipping one of the barges. What with this stress over we settled on something like 30 where we valiantly stayed. While desperately trying to calm my nerves and get some race plan back in my head Dougall decided that what he wanted to do most, immediately before Elizabeth Way corner, was catch a crab - clearly he thought it would be embarrassing if we beat M1 and thought to nip that one in the bud. Luckily it was recovered quickly and we got back on some semblance of rowing, pushing off the bridges and gaining on Jesus who were ahead of us.
Sadly, this calm was not to last. Deciding that Adam had set a good precedent trying to screw up strokeside corners, Jason managed to break his seat on the approach into Chesterton. A decent effort from Dougall powered us round well enough for me to feel like my worry had been misplaced. Good job. A few tens of strokes out of the corner Jason thought he'd start rowing again and we promptly got back on Mission: Overtake Jesus. Some more surely indistinguishable shouting later and we were pushing off the bridge and trying to get the overtake before the end of the reach. Credit where it's due, Jesus did a sterling effort keeping us off, and we closed to with a handful of lengths round Ditton, Plough Reach, Grassy and then the gut (where I have a vague memory of trying to get the bump). Finally on First Post Reach I got to use the call Jason had been waiting for all race and asked (unnecessarily, it turned out) Jesus to clear the racing line. An enormous row for the last few hundred metres of the race (Ben's face illustrated the effort the boys had been putting into this race) and we crossed the line, about a length behind Jesus. A solid performance.
Standard Fairbairn's marshalling at the end gave us plenty of practice waiting, and we managed to be the last crew to leave the lock (Neil being Neil wanting to share some stollen with us). The delay at the far end as every crew decided to wait to let other crews push off and join the queue was really quite special. We might have looked a mite impatient.
Thank you to Emma S-C for giving Harry and me a lesson the evening before - from a personal point of view it increased the quality of the drivel I was producing no end, even though anything I thought of as carefully prepared went immediately out of my head.
Event: Lent Bumps 2015 - Thursday
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On my cycle to the boathouse I can't say my heart leapt with the prospect of the coming row; it didn't take long to feel pretty soaked. Luckily, by the time we'd warmed up and put the boat on the water it had completely dried up and I was able to remove my camouflage raincoat (it enabled me to hide and blend in with the enemy).
Our paddle up felt shaky, even when rowing in fours and sixes; sadly it retained the shakiness up to the lock, with some intermittent stable patches, like at the start of the burst. The diagnosis later was that overconfidence led to a lack of focus and concentration; we aren't good enough at rowing on autopilot to switch off like that.
We knew what to expect from behind us, but now we expected and were expected to bump the familiar pre-bumps nerves came back in more force than they had yesterday. With less time to marshal at the lock we just span and sat ready. A reasonable yet splashy wind to 42 gave us some speed; the lengthens were a bit scrappy and the stride followed suit. We kept rowing our race and trying to keep the composure. This was helped by watching Darwin swallow up Sidney without a by your leave, removing pressure from behind in decent style. I have to confess that as we were approaching First Post without hearing a whistle I began to worry that maybe we were wrong about how this day was going to go. After all, we weren't moving together as well as we normally do, and this led to a corresponding lack of boat speed.
Luckily, we got the first whistle, then a repeat, telling us we were moving. Shortly after we got the double whistle and our bladework disappeared into the ether (an unexpected side effect) as the wash and excitement of gaining took hold. Next time let's concentrate on just getting the knees down... Luckily, we were still moving rapidly, and the extra adrenaline the whistles gave us was enough to push us well into overlap without needing three or continuous (or perhaps it was the lack of extra whistles which caused this). Neil shouted to Queens' to concede and very obligingly they did; Liv mentioned later it was lucky they had - a collision could have left us and them in a rather awkward position. We took a while about parking, with conflicting instructions about which bank we should aim for (sorry...), before a chief umpire complimented us on our prompt clearing. Three cheers for Queens' later we collected some greenery.
The row back was also pretty miserable, with collections of sat strokes followed by so many which weren't. Happiness at bumping and the wash of the Downing crew ahead of us contributing to less composure than I'd like. I flippantly mentioned that the outing today was all quite terrible, apart from the bump; this wasn't entirely fair, but also not far wrong. Luckily we know tomorrow is going to be a tougher race; we're going to attack it like we know we can.
Event: Clare Novice Regatta 2014 - Plate
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This was among the easier races of the day. We kept our eyes in the boat and didn't even glance at the opposition. A decent start gave us a start's distance worth of lead, which was followed by a reasonable surge onto race rate. After a handful of strokes it became clear our opposition weren't going to catch us so we continually surged until towards the end we even introduced some pausing as a technical focus, demonstrating how far ahead we were by that stage.
Event: Clare Novice Regatta 2014 - Plate
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Our first real race. A hurried but generally decent start (both for power and technique) put me on Christ's 3 girl (along with a handful of blade clashes which were probably shared responsibility - sorry...), and continued energetic and sharp rowing put me past their bows, where we stayed for the rest of the race. The effort stayed in the boat for the duration of the race, but as people got tired the technical aspect begin to depart and the boat speed came off slightly. We held it together enough that we continued to push off Christ's all the way to the finish line, demonstrating the work and focus we've tried to keep this term.
Our thanks to Olivia and Merodie for subbing in today!
Event: Clare Novice Regatta 2014 - Plate
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In my opinion we had one of our best starts of the day, putting us broadly level with Jesus (perhaps a seat or two down), followed by some excellent technical rowing at high rate. Sadly we caught an overhead crab shortly afterwards, giving Jesus a length or so of clear water but after we got the blades back in everyone in the crew showed what they were made of and promptly started pushing enough to claw back a bit of distance on Jesus. Sadly it wasn't quite enough and Jesus did a good job of responding to our push, ending with clear water. Despite that, it was a very brave race and I was impressed by the determination in the boat. Very encouraging for Fairbairns on Thursday!
Event: Fairbairn Cup 2014 - Invitation VIIIs
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So about 3 minutes before BP1 pushed off it was noticed that they couldn't find a working cox box. In some anticipation of this eventuality I may have carefully tried to hang onto the one I'd used for M4's race in the previous division, however, the eagle eyes and bright minds of BP1 saw through this plot and claimed a mixture of seniority by boat, by position in the boatclub and by the number of people in that crew who had coached me, in order to confiscate it. We put the Wintec on the water, the favourite boat of nobody at all, and tried desperately to make any of the other cox boxes work (which one did, for a glorious 2 seconds). It was decided that our start was 'do a start' and that nobody would be listening to me anyway.
So, we did a start, rowed a bit and people promptly realised why BP1 and BP2 had elected for the Jany's. To start with we moved along at a fair lick and a mixture of legs and bridge pushes got us to Chesterton where stroke caught a crab which knocked the front end of the backstay off the boat and put a bend in it. Nobody realised this until the finish line so after I had panicked, put the rudder on hard, waited for stroke to get back on his seat and narrowly missed the barges around Chesterton (again) we carried on business as usual, sending the boat behind us away (having asked to go in front of them on the basis that they looked quite slow we felt it would embarrassing to get caught).
After spinning in front of a load of boats who were patiently queuing (as is, apparently, normal) we started our very slow queue home. Highlights included trying to do square blades all 8 roll ups (I think), to the expectation and amusement of the crew behind us.
Event: Novice Fairbairn Cup 2014 - 2nd division
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We chatted beforehand and made sure everyone was warmed up and as ready as possible - there were quite a few understandable nerves, especially seeing as NW1 had poached our stroke girl. Luckily, when we got into the boat and started racing, everyone performed admirably. Christi did an excellent job keeping the rate at about 29 for the duration of the race, and after a choppy first 30 strokes or so everyone got into the rhythm she was setting - even more impressive given we had two subs in the boat, due to illness and injury (well done to you guys for fitting in so successfully)! After getting into rhythm we had a successful race with a well moving boat and plenty of dedication. We passed a Murray Edwards crew which seemed to have done a good job of writing off their bows just before the White Bridge and they enthusiastically cheered us on (thanks Murray Edwards!). Passing Chesterton, I took the corner from a little bit too central and had to ask for some more strokeside pressure which got us round successfully. As we reached the P&E our bank party, already large with members of the club who'd coached us that term or were otherwise excited by what we could do, essentially doubled in size. Continuing to row towards the railway bridge our bank party swelled even further as the whole of NW1 ran down to cheer us on - we must have had well over 20 people there; it was absolutely amazing. Buoyed up by this amazing level of support and noise from the bank we pushed off the bridge and had a strong row through to the finish line.
A weak throw from the bank followed by some backing it down gave the tired crew some well-deserved minstrels (thank you Matt G!) before some cheeky spinning put us in a good position for the row home. This was the first time the cox box stopped working.
A shout out to Lea who managed the race on the wrong side with a very painful wrist, a fantastic effort from everyone, and the highest one of our second novice women's VIIIs has come for over ten years!
Event: Novice Fairbairn Cup 2014 - 1st division
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We jumped in the boat, got straight and off we went. Our
draw strokes went quite well, and our wind brought the rate up to a pretty
decent 35 which, despite frequently called surges, refused to go away for the
first minute or two of the race. Eventually we decided to settle on a
reasonable 32 which we kept up for the remainder. Broadly, we had a very smooth
row, with only a handful of fluffed strokes leading to our fantastic overall
result (6th! You guys rock). On the way we passed a sheepish looking Jesus boat
parked on the outside of Elizabeth Way, giving me my first opportunity to tell
somebody to keep clear and not pull out. A variety of legs calls intermingled
with the occasional call to sharpen up those finishes got us through to
Chesterton where it became obvious that we were gaining on the crews in front
of us. We were closing quite quickly on Peterhouse (as evidenced by them
finishing 41s behind us) but not nearly so quickly as we both were catching
Robinson (2'29'' behind). Overtaking crews is fun, it has to be said, and we
used this to spur us on under the Railway Bridge and onto the final straight.
We picked up the pace and on the whole kept the rowing together and pushed on
over the line. Rob's main thought after the race seemed to be that throwing me
in would make him really very happy - sorry to have escaped you there. Maybe
next term. We pulled in, wandered around, chatted to NM1, and accidentally
missed the end of NM3's race before pushing off and doing a lot more overtaking
on the row home.
Event: Fairbairn Cup - IVs 2014 - College IVs
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It must be said that having successfully dropped my bike key, university card and phone in the river on the row home from the previous race, as well as having sacrificed my voice to the rowing gods, I did not go into this race in the best of moods. We put the boat on the water about 3 minutes before our start, and everybody readied up with seconds to spare. This was to help us get our heads in the boat and have nice and calm pre-race preparation in order that we could go out and smash the competition. It turned out that we hadn't practiced or discussed our start (so far as I could tell, ever), but this was Jason's third race of the day with me coxing him so at least one person in the boat knew what to expect. In the end it got off ok, called like all the others, and we began moving the boat gently round the corners. We had a variety of pushes but everybody's favourite call of the day was asking Blaise to draw up - I did this so that Sam would stop looking for people to punch. In an unsurprising twist, the cox box stopped working 500m before the end of the race. I don't think my voice has ever sounded so haggard. The other two things of note to mention here were that Jason's rage face is genuinely terrifying, and we were almost (but not quite) caught by the Corpus crew chasing us. In other news, we weren't last! When you beat the first Caius IV you, err, know that it was a banter IV like yours was and that we probably cheated too much (there were, I believe, three pre-race outings). We were also beaten by some of the women.
Event: Cambridge Head-2-Head 2015 - 2nd Mays
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The race started in the standard moderate and entertaining confusion (at least, I enjoyed myself) as we tried to overtake a selection of crews gently drifting into barges in order to find our marshalling position before waiting for a couple of innumerate others (I believe amusingly Christ's and Queens' M2s - maybe they wanted to practice getting bumped) to start their race out of order ahead of us.
We settled onto our race pace without too much bother and to our surprise had a pleasant and predominantly balanced row through to the corners where we were pleasingly told we were gaining on the crew in front. A bit of effort, a very tight line (well done Liv!) and some shouting to Christ's later and we were past, blades overlapping but not clashing. Buoyed up by this success we rowed it nicely through the Motorway Bridge and then got tucked in and out of the boat for some light conversation and marzipan refuelling.
The way back with a marginal crew change started us rocky and I felt increasingly sorry for stroke side but by the corners we were back on the balance and felt like we were moving well. By the reach it was obvious that we were moving on Queens' and much aggressive shouting was necessary to get their cox to clear the racing line. We rowed right through them and had a decent attack at the finish line on the legs not the rate to round off a decent race.
Event: Robinson Head 2015 - Men's 2nd
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I arrived at the Motorway Bridge rather more hot and bothered than I intended, having tried to be clever on my way down to Grassy and instead getting terribly lost (I thank the GPS on my phone for not missing the race). As a corollary it meant I had a good 3 or so practice strokes before we wound it up for the race. With Rosemary in the cox's seat we wanted, if not to impress, at least not embarrass ourselves, and luckily things went well; it felt good. To our surprise, it didn't even fall apart that badly. Maybe we're finally learning how to use our legs.
Half way down the course we heard a voice which sounded very like Neil's. We knew it couldn't be, however, as he'd spent the afternoon driving to Whittlesey to fit a tow bar to his car so we could go to Peterborough the day after (hero!). Post race it turned out it was indeed Neil running along the bank in what looked like jeans and a jumper; it transpired he'd got a lift to the river on the back of Rachel's bike. It has also been reported that a substantial amount of fluid left his mouth at the P&E; another accolade?
While a margin of more than 1s would make us feel a bit more comfortable, it makes the victory that much the sweeter and takes the edge of losing by 3s the week before.
Event: Lent Bumps 2015 - Friday
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We went into today with a much better attitude than yesterday, and it showed. We knew that Wolfson were fast and that if we wanted to bump them we needed to row well, and for them to kill themselves trying to get Homerton before Homerton hit Downing. If by some miracle Wolfson and Homerton bumped out then we'd go for the overbump on Downing and try to make Neil very happy indeed. Our warm up was reasonable, and after some shaky tapping and all eight arms only we had a passable paddle down to marshalling.
At marshalling we had a brief discussion and considered a change of race plan; we elected to stick with settling to 34/35 and trying to grind Wolfson down the course. I was also pointed out somebody who finished like I did (excellently, of course, however, the word 'brutal' was used yesterday. In a good way.).
We rowed up and did our bursts; the concentration was more present, although we were very rushed in parts, and our practice start wasn't disastrous, although at least one stroke had something peculiar happen to it. Paddling afterwards felt a bit more composed and we gained nicely on Queens'.
Again, feeling nervous on the start, the time went much quicker than yesterday and before expected we were on ten and squaring blades. We had a clean and fast start; our emphasis on moving together off the front end seemed to have paid off and we felt smooth. We strode it out to 37 and let the rate slide to 35 over First Post Reach and settled down into our race rhythm. Queens' appeared to sprint hard off the start, but quickly disappeared as Darwin came up behind. Encouraging calls from the bank told us we were inside station. Crews taking a while to clear gave us slight advantages coming into First Post and Grassy, and even slightly on Ditton, as Wolfson tried some evasive steering, but they followed it with a push and remained a length and a quarter in front as we pushed onto the Reach.
A very long time later we ended up under the Railway Bridge, Wolfson having matched ever push of ours with one of theirs and getting away from about a length at Ditton back to the length and a quarter. We heard Neil call for an unsustainable push before the line, and heard distant cheers from our girls at marshalling; we went for it and filled our legs with acid. Shortly before the line we got our whistle but it was too late and Wolfson had too much left; we wound it down after they crossed the line.
Some of our absolute best rowing of term, with brilliant dedication leading to a fantastic race. We couldn't reasonably have expected more. In some ways the complete opposite to yesterday; everything was great, except we didn't get the bump.
Event: Lent Bumps 2015 - Wednesday
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Today went pretty much exactly as anticipated. We did our standard warm up down to marshalling and the start where the rowing alternated between balanced and nervous. The practice start was scrappy initially but after the first handful of strokes we started getting our blades in together; this seemed to bode well, given it was the first time for six of us in the boat.
The cannon went off and we performed our start without major incident, hitting 42 on the wind; again, not our most elegant performance but it did the job effectively and we seemed to be moving rapidly. We heard the call from the bank that we were inside station on Wolfson. Wolfson were gaining rapidly on Queens', however, and on their push brought the distance back to station and cleared efficiently before First Post.
Looking behind us we saw Sidney vainly trying to hold off a Corpus crew who were closing the distance incredibly quickly; I thought the bump was inevitable and when Corpus appeared to stop rowing I assumed it had occurred and they were trying to clear, this immediately before First Post Corner. Nobody seemed to tell Sidney this; they continued chasing us and on what was presumably their 'run away from Corpus' push closed the distance on us to something like 2 and a bit lengths, and continued to pursue us all the way down the course.
As we pushed into Plough Reach it felt like we found a decent rhythm, and everything calmed down to the kind of head race pace we were comfortable with. This left Sidney falling ever further behind, and meant we gained slowly on Homerton. By the time we got to the Railings we were still four lengths off, at which point our bank party decided it would be more worth saving the energy for tomorrow; something catastrophic needed to happen to Homerton in order for us to catch them. So, in all, a reasonable and committed row over, hopefully setting us up for a fun next couple of days.
Event: Pembroke Regatta 2015 - 2nd division
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3s at Fairbairns, 3s at Newnham in their favour. 1s at Robinson in ours. How much did we want this? We knew this was the race of the day, and so it proved; Caius lost by 2.5 lengths in the final.
True to form, we were late pushing off and spinning from the P&E, although we quickly caught up with the slow crews on the Reach. We did a 3/4 pressure start under the Railway Bridge which felt composed, smooth and stable. We actually got our finishes out. Buoyed up by how good this felt we paddled up quite slowly but relatively elegantly. We contrived as much of a delay as we could before pushing off for the race (the marshal here was quite insistent).
We did our start and it was ok. I think they edged out a seat on the start; they were slightly out of my view. We strode and took it back. We raced side by side with very little variation down the reach, and matched their push with ours, as they did ours. We came under the bridge and they took a seat or two on the inside of the corner. Up to this point it's been a good race and nobody could tell which way it was going to go. Under the bridge our rowing disintegrated slightly with the tiredness and the frustration that we hadn't got a lead on them yet, but then theirs must have as well.
Then it's our corner; we need this to take back the seats they took under the bridge. Their cox cuts the corner and rows into us, presumably trying to tuck in ahead of us but without bothering to get ahead first; our blades are about a foot off the bank and we still have an enormous blade clash on stroke side. We keep rowing as best we can, while losing all semblance of togetherness; at least a few people get their blades majorly stuck in at the finish but the main problem is that they are kind of in our way - how can you come past if there physically isn't space? So we lost; verdict by 3/4 of a length. Neil argued with the marshal but to no avail; sadly they didn't bother supplying our race with a competent umpire. Nobody likes to win by disqualification but it would surely feel better than losing; we didn't even get a re-row (possibly the most reasonable thing to have done if they don't want to DQ on principle).
As Neil said atbh, the main loss from today wasn't the pots (although they would have been nice...): it was not finding out who would have won; who deserved the victory, and now we are unable to ever find out. It's the game; it's the competition that counts, and they were cheated as much as we were, although it probably doesn't feel like that from their camp... We know for certain that we're the fastest two second boats this term; we just don't know who should take the title. Also, I'm angry.
On a different note, congratulations to M3 for winning! Definitively the fastest third boat on the river.
Event: Pembroke Regatta 2015 - 2nd division
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Emma had beaten us by 3s a couple of weeks before at Newnham Short so we didn't need telling not to underestimate them. Our clever pleading with the marshal that actually she wanted us to pull in by the P&E worked and we rekitted, refuelled and went searching for adequate shrubbery (it turns out everything has been cut down until past the Railway Bridge, to my annoyance). Predictably, they forgot about us and we were sufficiently slow pushing off that we succeeded in being rather late to Plough Reach this time as well. And then we were late pushing off from there, leaving Emma to shiver a bit longer.
The race was quite exciting for the first minute; we took moderate distance off our start (a vast improvement on the first race) but Emma stayed broadly with us. As Tom pointed out, we were stabbing the water a trifle more than it perhaps merited. We used our lead to push them further away and a few strokes later we were clear and out of their sight and they gave in. We strode it down a couple of times and paddled over the line in safety.
Event: Pembroke Regatta 2015 - 2nd division
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A trivial victory, which merits a report from a desire for completeness.
Event: Pembroke Regatta 2015 - 2nd division
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We successfully managed to be late to just about every stage of marshalling here as a great importance was given to doing our frontstops builds and other stationary exercises, and rather lesser importance to the marshal telling us to row down. Our start under the bridge was reasonable, and we continued down to First Post Corner doing exercises and confusing the hell out of Darwin (following us down).
Easy race; Neil had warned us many times before the race that we were to take Darwin as seriously as we would anybody else. I think we did, and our start was speedy, even if it were rocky and rather messy. We quickly gained the length and half or so we needed before we strode it down. And then strode it down again. And again. By the time we got to the line Declan and I felt like we wanted to be rowing at 18; I suspect it was more like 26.
Event: Head of the Nene 2015 - IM3 VIIIs
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The most important thing about this race is that it happened at all. Neil spent the previous day getting a tow bar attached to his car before we even knew if we had a trailer; City got back to us at the 11th hour and let us use theirs which had been languishing behind our boathouse for the last month or so. Panic over. Except the boats weren't on the trailer yet. And who were we expecting at the train station? Felix said he was coming with us, right, and people with 9ams were getting the car? Oh and Bence is ill so Rob's coming instead. And Thornton isn't coming so we have to get Tom Herbert BR membership. So we'll need to make a substitution. But he won't have his card... Also, apparently you're not allowed to take bikes on the train from Ely to Peterborough without a reservation. And btw, Connor's been throwing up on the train and might not be able to race.
But in the end we got there, and even the delayed party getting the non direct train arrived before the trailer (and those in the first party who got lost on the way to the river). We got everything put back together just in time to become slightly worried about the time penalty for pushing off late (which meant only a lucky few got lunch), and then had a fun paddle down to the start line. We had Neil in the boat instead of Ben, and put him at stroke, so we (I say we...) enjoyed some very low rate paddling and finally got some ratio. We finally understood exactly what people meant when they said 'there are no landmarks on the Nene'. It turns out there aren't. Occasional pylons, fences, one bridge and a couple of shallow corners. And a road. There weren't even any sheep. On that note M2 did enjoy singing 'Swing Low' at M1's 7 man as we passed them while marshalling...
When we finally started racing (with Connor in the boat - credit where it's due!) it started well. We wound to 31 or so and held it there pretty serenely for the first half of the race, with a fair push off the bridge. Highlights included passing a University of Essex crew with the first 3 seats well up on the bank. It must have taken that really sharp corner a little bit late... Oh wait it was perfectly straight. After the bridge it got really shaky; I'm told there was a lot of wash, which partly explains it, and also tiredness led to a lack of togetherness. Whatever it was, we lost the sit and with it moderate boatspeed. And Neil shredded his thumb. And someone left their hatch cover open.
On the whole though, there's little to complain about; 19s off M1 and smashed Catz M1 and Homerton M1.
Thankfully the return journey was a lot smoother; M1 left before M2 had our crew chat, following which the car was loaded and left and the second train group arrived back in Cambridge at about the same time as the first lot finished putting the boats back together. Big thanks to Neil for making it all happen!
Event: Newnham Short Course 2015 - 2nd VIIIs
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With a barely functioning cox box promptly turning into a non-functioning cox box very early on in the outing we knew this was going to be a fun race. Marshalling took rather longer than we were hoping for and by the time we pushed off my fingers were royally frozen, making the paddle to the lock even more painful than usual. We also decided that we had to win otherwise Thornton wouldn't get his t-shirt.
Upon getting to the lock and Rose catching us we proceeded to play around with tape and loud speaker in a vain and foolish attempt to get some audio to the bows. Sadly this was more amusing than functional and we had to rely on our ever-audible bank party to call our pushes for us. A lacklustre handful of strokes out of grassy made our Plough Reach burn more of a damp squib but we had a slightly better lift out of Ditton for the Reach. On hearing we had but 20 strokes left, magically the effort levels increased by more than they had any right to, as did the boat speed. As Ben points out, this is something which needs to be corrected. We crossed the finish line and then witnessed the disturbing result of Maggie crossing the line with overlap on Jesus; it turned out they only had 3s on us in the end.
Event: Lent Bumps 2016 - Wednesday
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I was a little nervous about my token rowing effort for the term being a bumps race, especially as I had rowed with no member of the crew before, and they were expecting the bump. Warming up on the ergs did nothing to allay my trepidation when I realised my legs were already rather sore from the earlier session. Luckily, the seat which had been vacated was at the sharp end of the boat, meaning that nobody could see my hopeless spannering.
The row down was amusing. We chased Peterhouse from outside of our boathouse, and our confidence grew as we saw that we kept catching up with them when they were rowing all-eight and we were rowing in sixes. This seemed to bode well for Thornton's promise that I would definitely not have to row over.
The last racing start I'd done was the Saturday of May's which broadly consisted of trying desperately not to get left behind as Barney aimed for as much above 50 as he could persuade the rest of us was manageable. Taking this as my starting point I made a miserable mess of the practice start and only got back vaguely in time with stroke at about the same time as we wound it down. I filed this under 'needs improvement'.
When the 4 minute gun went off the familiar array of nerves and resignation to the incipient pain came over everyone, along with (for me at least) a slice of disbelief and an overwhelming sense of 'here we go again...'. Then all was calm until the peace was shattered by eighteen boats trying desperately to churn up as much of the Cam and its bed as possible.
The start was significantly improved and we settled down onto a decent rhythm at a high rate. First Post Reach was uneventful until we got the shout from the bank that we'd closed to a length. Then things became a bit more confused as various people in the boat heard no distances at all, I heard Sam bellow 'moooviing' and we caught a mini crab somewhere in the entrance to the gut. This was recovered quickly and we carried on moving up, hearing half a length, some excited yelling from the towpath before their stern canvas appeared in the corner of my eye. We carried on moving up, I hit stroke's blade with mine and we held it up in the centre of the river.
What happened next was rather less impressive. Someone overhead crabbed, and between this and the noise we rather firmly stayed put. Sharp words from the bank and Sayana eventually led to us half-heartedly pootling bank-wards barely in time for Robinson to barrel past us. This was universally agreed not to have covered us in glory, although at this stage I was just thanking my lucky stars not to have crabbed in the race. Subbing in when things go well is great; subbing in and causing things to go badly I imagined would lose some of its charm.
Anyway, congratulations M3, thank you for letting me row with you, and the best of luck on the last two days!
Event: May Bumps 2017 - Wednesday
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Event: May Bumps 2017 - Wednesday
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Gained on the start, but not as quickly as Corpus took distance out of Darwin. Shortly after that we started chasing the triple overbump. Spoiler: we failed. Our excuse for this race included the handle of Ed's blade coming out. Having received kind permission from Isabel to use Denys we decided to remove the crew naming ambiguity (leaving M3 well-defined) and self-identify as W3.
Event: May Bumps 2017 - Saturday
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With Corpus a proficient enough crew to catch three crabs on the start line on Friday, we felt that our chances of catching Clare were slim, verging on nonexistent. We went into the race aiming for a repeat of our solid row over from an hour before, with a view to grinding down Emma for the overbump.
We executed this plan to perfection, taking full advantage of the wash-less First Post Reach to get into the gut well within sight of Emma, followed by two lengths off at Ditton. Hearing this from the bank I felt dispirited (two lengths being a jolly long way) until I remembered just how far back we started. We got to a whistle, after which Emma utterly crumpled. Two whistles shortly followed, and by the repeat of two whistles I was displeased they weren't three. We promptly achieved overlap and I briefly considered reaching over and tapping their stern canvas. No need to take the risk, though, as we were gaining inches every stroke. The bump happened as Ed's blade gently tapped their cox in the back...
A fine end to our 7th race of the week (and bringing me up to a round 40). And we ended ahead of Clare 3.
Event: May Bumps 2017 - Thursday
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Really enjoying being sandwich boat... Clare hit Girton well before Grassy (despite our calm demeanour allowing Girton to take a little distance from us). We rowed away from King's at the beginning, got to a snappy rhythm on the reach, and took the pace down allowing them to close up a little by the finish. Yet more leg-sapping but no worries.
Event: May Bumps 2017 - Thursday
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Sweet revenge, after being bumped by Darwin 1 a couple of years ago. Feedback from the previous day had included a certain degree of relaxation, so we tried to take up the aggression. This let to scrappy rowing, as we pushed through the cumulative wash of the 17 boats ahead, but not scrappy enough to deprive us of a very quick bump. Corpus 2 did their level best to deprive us of this small victory by triple crabbing on the start, but their rowing on in sixes was sufficient to hold of the Darwin charge long enough for us to convincingly hit them. Thank you Sam, for helping us to this illustrious result. Oh joy, Clare again tomorrow!
Event: May Bumps 2017 - Friday
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Velodrome in the morning, fly or die with Clare in the afternoon in race number five of the week. Aggression and very short strokes were the order of the day here, with a rate build on the reach. We may have taken some distance out of Corpus with our enthusiastic but catchless start, but it didn't really matter. This time we held Clare for the first ten, after which they ate into the distance just as rapidly as before. We never bothered to stride, leaving it at a scrappy 38 before taking it back up over 40 as they got scarily close. Unsurprisingly, we got only a little further than the motorway bridge.
Event: May Bumps 2017 - Saturday
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There was no pressure from Darwin, and it turned out, no pressure from anyone else. We powered through the corners in the high 30s, before striding it down to 34 mid way through Plough Reach. We were down at 20 by the end of the Long Reach, with the only pressure from some crew aiming for a very optimistic overbump. Thank you crosshatching for making our sixth race a little easier than it might have been.