The Club's Results

Lent Bumps 2026

2nd women's VIII

Coxed by: Joel Swedensky

11th in division 3
Down 2 - Bumped by Emmanuel III and Churchill II
Tuesday
Bumped by Emmanuel III
W2 are warmed up and ready to go. The sun is beaming down, we have the whole crew here (a rare occurence) and snacks provided. It's a race, not a picnic, says Bomber.

We marshall, or attempt to, as these marshalls share the special usually-seen-by-coxes ability of not being able to count. Cheer on W4. Then O4. Row on with unwavering confidence, supported by our ever-expanding bank party.

The first cannon fires. Adrenaline rush. Hold the bung. Equip the camera.

The second cannon fires. 20...19...drifting onto the water. 15...14...straightening up. 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5...

and the final cannon fires. Draw, draw, draw! W2 launch off the start. Rate 30, 2:00 split. Knock that down, rate 36, 1:50. Breathe. Catch there.

The clock ticks. Finish there, perfectly sat. We gain on Downing. Close the gap. Closer...

and bump. Downing hits Clare. Row on. Hold it up. We swerve to the right to avoid the carnage. Strokeside pressure, harder, bowside lighten off, and WHAM. We've made it round. Recover. Sit tall.

We're going for the overbump. We can do this! Accelerate...there. Catch together. Suddenly, out of the corner of my eye,

a bow appears

and I raise my hand.
(Joel Swedensky)
Wednesday
Bumped by Churchill II
Day 2. Revenge felt all around, we'll get Emma back. Marshalls ram us into some bushes, and experiment with placing us in several unique and interesting locations along the river, the usual. 

Bomber arrives. Nanny your crew, treat them like kids, he says, you're responsible for their portaloo usage. Back in the boat. 

We drive up the reach, slowly. If we have to pause this often because we're faster than other crews, surely we're quite good for our division?

Spin, pull in. Bung, chain, camera. Then

BOOM and we're off.
Draw.
  Perfect.
Draw.
  Perfect.
Draw.
  Hmm.
Lengthen.
  Are we in time?
Lengthen.
  Get in time!
35, 2:39.
  A crab.
Catch, there.
  Recover.
Catch, there.
  Another crab.
Recover.
  A seat comes off. Whistles and

a bow appears, my hand goes up,
and we row on.
(Joel Swedensky)
Friday
Rowed over
Marshalling: thought Bomber was waving at me. Waved back and rowed past him. Twice. Turns out that's a stop sign. Whoops. (Joel Swedensky)
Saturday
Rowed over