Bumped First and Third III
My dreams over the past year have been haunted by images of the last day of May Bumps last year. The jubilation when Emmanuel II bumped out behind. That wind when we came around Ditton onto the reach. First and Third III not noticing the wind, and hitting us like a steam train. Overbump. One word - so much pain.
So it was with mixed emotions that I cycled to the boathouse this afternoon. The gusty wind an all too familiar reminder of that day - but this time the tables had turned. First and Third III were no longer a gents boat, and we had actually trained coherently as a crew this time. Things would be different. Revenge would be sweet, and rapid.
Very rapid, in fact. In the end, FaT caught a massive crab and more or less stopped moving. We had barely entered our stride when we hit them, before First Post Corner. FaT failed to clear, causing carnage in the rest of the division below us but we were able to row home merrily.
Tomorrow will be a sterner test behind Selwyn II - particularly if that wind keeps blowing.