Tuesday, May 18, 2004

Soaked. to. the Skin. It was a rough day on the water, kids. The wind was up, going with the tide, so the trip north towards National was harmless but coming south it got righteous ugly. We took on wave after wave, to the point where we had about 3" of water in the bottom of the boat and used a water break to bail out a bit. It was such a great row, though. We were dead on pace and flying past everyone else. Fan-fecking-tastic.

FYI keep an eye on your local news, because one of the men's 8s swamped. The DC water police came up to our dock to tell us about a capsized boat, so we sent 2 coaches and launches back out to rescue. This is the 2nd time in as many weeks that ACR has had to have rowers--ALWAYS sweep, mind you, never scull--fished out of the water. Our portion of the Potomac is significantly more exposed and prone to rough water than the more sheltered parts north by Georgetown. Makes things interesting, that's for sure.

Such a great morning out, really. When its clicking, rowing is like nothing else on Earth. Love it. With m'whole self. Yep, including.


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