Saturday, 9 August 2014

Round the Isle of Wight

A crew of ladies from Langstone Cutters and Southsea Rowing Club took Solent galley Bembridge round the Isle of Wight to establish a new women's record of 9hr 46min. Appropriately, they started and finished at Bembridge, which allows them to maximise the push from the tides if they get their timing right.
Apparently they were doing well from Bembridge to the Needles (those huge blocks of chalk behind the lighthouse) but the next stretch to St Catherine's Point (the headland vaguely visible in the background) was a long slow slog. Mike had to give them a little pep talk from the rib apparently, which worked a treat because they went like a train up the 'back of the Wight'.
Well done girls!

Wednesday, 6 August 2014

Mississippi Million gets under way

John Pritchard has started his frankly potty mission to row the entire 2,320 mile length of the Mississippi River to raise a million bucks for his charity, Right to Play.
Unfortunately, he has had to use a canoe for the first 125 miles from Lake Itasca, Minnesota, because, as you can see, at this point the stream is not exactly the Old Man River of legend and song. He and his crew found the rapids and shallows challenging, as he relates in his blog. More pictures on Facebook.
Best of luck John!

Tuesday, 29 July 2014

Sunny Sunday

The weather was so brilliant on Sunday I got to the slipway early and took out a Teifi skiff to teach Nagisa, the Japanese student who is living with us while she brushes up her English at the local college.
We watched the gigs practising racing starts.
Then we said hello to Steve The Wargamer as he prepared to leave for a day's sailing in the harbour.
Then the day's open rowing started. We had fun.

Monday, 28 July 2014

Sulkava 2014

A rather belated report from the 2014 Sulkava expedition race in Finland, a monster 60km row through the lakes in 14-oar churchboats. The start, as you can see, is chaos with 10,000 rowers competing.
Tony Shaw, long-time Helsinki resident, entered again and here's his report. Don't fail to click on the link for another view of the event from Helen Smalman-Smith at Expedition Rowing:

Staying in the (rather long) moment
I have often described rowing, and especially the long-distance variety, as a form of yoga, even a type of Zen. Oops - there go my credentials among the scientific readership. But how else can one rationalise the decision to sit for nearly 5½ hours in hot sunshine, swinging backwards and forwards 9980 times at the end of an oar (yes, one crew member did actually count them - she's probably a good scientist too), expending a colossal amount of energy for no apparent purpose. But that is a fact, and this year was the fifth time I have done it, even acquiring as proof of this the certificate, given to all finishers, now recognising my accomplishments as a Sulkava Grand Master of Rowing!
Once again it's all over bar the blisters - five hours and eigthteen minutes of somehow pleasurable toil through the waters of eastern Finland. And once again the weather last weekend was blistering too - about 27/8C on the water for the Saturday morning group, but thankfully some gentle breezes to cool the body. Of the 58 all-wooden churchboats starting (they now call them longboats on the website) my crew of Espoo Rowers were one of the few to have a good flying start, our wily cox anticipating an early starting gun by approaching the line steadily through the throng!
It's a strange mix of adrenalin and self-control that flows through the body in the first 10 minutes, where the lakewater is choppy with churning waves and eddies, and from all sides the shouts of the coxes adding to the tumult. After that the zen starts to kick in, the drink breaks roll by along with the magnificent rocky scenery of this holiday region 60 kilometres from the Russian border.
My start was punctuated by the sudden appearance beside us of another 12 metre wooden boat, filled with 14 straining bodies, moving steadily past us, and urged on by a very English voice from the stern. It turns out that they were a very seasoned crew of Brits, many from Thames Valley, over for a weekend of expedition rowing (two having already been across the Atlantic) under the nomination What's Not to Like. And despite their unfamiliarity with the boat, its fixed oars, the intricacies of the course, they still managed to complete the 58.3 km nearly 20 minutes faster than my gang.
In our boat conversation was typically minimal, but depending on your partner there's plenty of time for philosophy or repartee. One nearby boat was wired up to a ghetto blaster, and in addition had a curvacious cox with the voice like Geri Halliwell urging the crew to greater things. Thankfully they were obliged to stop off at a convenient island for a pee-break and we never saw, or heard, them again.
Despite my relative experience, and despite my scorn for other crew-members worries (see 1 July posting), I too would dearly have appreciated a pee-break this year! Taking some well-meaning advice and dosing myself over the previous 24 hours, my last minute 'visit' my body didn't prepare me for the surplus of liquids consumed. However with the high temperatures, as well as the cox's remonstrations, I had to keep taking the refreshments (every 20 minutes a swig from my sports drink in tandem with my neighbour, with our oars hitched to the foot-rest), leaving me desperate to get off the boat at the end and search the beach for the solitary facility by those moorings. In every other respect this event is thoroughly well organised, the entry fee covering a solid hot meal and drink, entry to the come-dancing floor, right down to the inscribed certificates distributed to all rowers on the same evening.
First-time participant from Madison USA, Chris Miller had never stepped into a rowing boat prior to the previous month, but had been dragooned into joining the crew training next to his university campus just outside Helsinki. 'It was a blast' were his words as he was helped out of his boat after the race on rather shakey legs. He had never met his crew before, never spoke to most of them at all in fact, but had spent nearly 6 hours in their company happily engaged in their joint mission.
It's still quite amazing to me how the urge to complete the task is shared among the 14 variously fit or flailing crew members, but all manage their own somewhat existential solution and every year over hundreds of churchboats find their way to the finishing line at the stadium of this tiny village in the middle of the Finnish lake district. And let's not forget the 400+ single and double wooden boats which completed the course over the weekend. Those guys need even more 'sisu'* than sweat, proving that this is actually as much a sport of the mind as of the body and boat.

*sisu - the very Finnish concept somewhere between guts and stubborness, that they like to think characterises their nation, along with 'sauna and Sibelius'

Friday, 25 July 2014

Expedition Rowing

Bridge Fiend. "Drat it! It's clearing up,and I suppose we shall have to go out in that confounded boat!"
I have been on expeditions with people like this.
Joe Des Lauriers in the US has reminded me of drawings of Arthur Watts, Punch cartoonist and Radio Times illustrator, so here's another one from the website of his son Simon Watts. Simon is a woodworker with several boat designs to his credit, including Sea Urchin, a rather attractive 10ft rowing boat.

Thursday, 17 July 2014

Another boat on eBay

This boat currently on eBay is even less suited for camp-cruising than the last one, but at 26ft long, with two sculling stations and a very smart seat for a cox/coach, it should go like a train.
It was built by Eton College Boat House as a training boat about 30 years ago. The vendors suggest it could be adapted for the Great River Race by removing the outriggers and fixing the seats, but even then its long, slender hull would get it handicapped out of the race I suspect.
But for hammering round Chichester Harbour and the Solent it would be brilliant.

Tuesday, 15 July 2014

Ex-Demo sliding seat cruiser on eBay

The demonstrator model of the Collars Skiff that was shown when the boat was launched at Southampton Boat Show last year is on eBay at £3,250.
The grp hull is 16ft long and only 3ft 6in beam so she should be fairly slippy.
I was intrigued by the flat bottom, which seemed to offer the possibility of sleeping aboard. Unfortunately, the gunwales need to be reinforced where the outriggers are to avoid flexing when the power goes on, and this is done with struts that interrupt the flat area.
And the open space is 6ft 6in by less than 2ft, so it is just too tight for camping in. The Collars Skiff's cousin, the Salter Skiff, would be a better bet, and apparently it is possible to remove the rowing thwart. The search for a cheap Salter for adaptation as a camping boat continues...