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A contingent of optimistic, (ludicrously optimistic as it turned out!) headed north on 19th October in fine weather. The Dartford tolls booths were breached successfully by all –I am assured.
Saturday saw us down at the club getting the boats ready in brilliant sunshine but not a breath of wind, not anywhere. We abandoned any hope of racing at about noon and headed enmasse to the bike hire place. Fourteen out of control cat sailors roared around the banks of Grafham water in under two hours to tea at the finish. Only one had a power assisted bike, guess who? No, it was not Graham!
We also heard a
very sonorous rendition of James’s snoring, recorded by Matt the
previous night and megablasted through the same instrument. Five of us headed
back to Eastbourne in time for tea whilst the others raided Cambridge. I
have heard they enjoyed punting on the river but that the Cambridge
wildlife underwent a rude awakening, something about a flying squirrel?
How to lower the tone of that studious environment………….. Everyone
returned safely to Eastbourne although no boat touched the water the
entire weekend, we all had a really great time.
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