If you judge races purely by additions to one's trophy cabinet, then Winter Head was definitely a successful day for M1. Fortunately, even if you count actually rowing well as a requirement, we still passed. The first casualty of the race was the plan, and the second the cox box (the third and fourth were James' shoulder and Anthony's general breathing apparatus, but never mind that now). M2's cacophonous support shocked us into taking the rate slightly higher than intended, but it still felt solid, so it seems churlish to complain... It did drop through the course, and coming round Ditton we strode out to a solid 32, just in time to cruise past first 'some guys' and then 'some other guys', who kindly conceded the racing line, in a final sprint for the finish, to the now familiar accompaniment of James' roars.
Some superb rule-book reading from inveterate administrator Admiral V-P had kept us away from the student division, meaning our unpolished-but-ultimately-pretty-decent-for-a-first-race run was good enough to top our category, and secure our shiny new hip-flasks. However, the more important comparison places us 10th of the colleges, with only 10 seconds separating us and 4th. All in all, a decent result for the first race of the year, but there's always room for improvement...