St Catharine's College Boat Club

Quite a few people spent the first three days of this week dismissing Catz M1 as lucky - there were suggestions that we'd only escaped Kings on Wednesday and Clare on Friday by taking advantage of the melt-downs of Trinity Hall and Girton, but I'm inclined to say that you make your own luck. You have to be there to take advantage of these situations, and it was through our own hard work that we were in the right place at the right time. Still, it's always nice to finish on an unequivocal high, and against Peterhouse we pulled off the classic Catz bump. 

The row-down was probably the best of the week, although the spectators outside the plough seemed to rattle us sightly. The start was reasonable, if not spectacular, but Girton came nowhere near, as Clare flew up towards them. Around first post we were holding station solidly and although Girton got away from Clare they never came inside station with us. I forget exactly where we started to get whistles - the whole race is something of a blur - but they came gradually, boosted by massive support from Grassy (thank you so much to everyone who came to cheer) until rounding Ditton at half a length down we decided to finish the job, and cruised smoothly in to claim our blades. 

There's no real way to do justice to those kinds of moments in just three paragraphs, so I'm barely going to try. All I want to say in closing is how proud I am of everyone involved - all term the whole crew gave absolutely everything that was asked of them, and I'm incredibly happy that we've got the reward that we deserved for that. The wheel rolls on.