We had two boats out along the Estuary Wilds for the WivGigs Monday social row. We also had an exceptionally high tide.
Waders were needed for launching and the recovery. I do bloody LOVE poncing around in thick rubber around my thighs.
This was the morning after the afternoon before. RACE DAY over on Mersea Island led to a most welcome - and unexpected - second place showing for the mixed crew.
Monday lunchtime was a much more sedate affair.
Rain threatened throughout the row. We left with bright skies peering down on us from downstream, and pressed on to the more uncertain upstream water, where dark clouds were waiting for us.
Just Bloody Get Out, etc.
Decent progress was made. We made it down as far as Buoy 18.
The main conversation was To Glove or Not? I’m not quite ready to expose my delicate palms to the dangers of raw rowing. Hand Cream for a Generation, etc.
A headwind greeted us as we battled it back to the Sailing Cub hard. The high water had almost covered the trailer that we had left up towards the Sailing Club.
Oh yeah - I had a bit of a zen moment midway through the row.
#rowingdick
