Sunday, 17 February 2019
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The Vogalonga 2013

The Vogalonga 2013

Every year, there is a pageant in Venice to raise awareness of the City, the island and the lagoon. The Hurricanes decided to take a team in 2013. It was a great way to bond with the team and to visit somewhere exceptional. We flew out together and stayed in different apartments near each other. The first night entailed getting to know the city and for those of us who hadn’t gone before, getting used to sharp drop into the Grand Canal right at the end of the passageway at the end of our apartment.

Saturday was a day for sightseeing and a trip to Murano to watch the glass blowing. It was warm enough for t-shirt and shorts and a walk back to the apartments from St Mark’s square proved that it was very easy to get lost in the back streets of the city. A meal out together was the perfect ending to a perfect day.

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The next day saw the Hurricanes taking part in the breathtaking pageant. Even the rain couldn’t dampen our spirits; it is water sport after all!

Following the 3 hour paddle, with a couple of comfort breaks and a near miss or two, a well earned drink was the order of the day. A friendly restaurant owner provided the entertainment and filled with pizza, then some of us headed home on the last flight out.

Arrivederci Italia- Bring on Lake Garda and the Gardalonga 2014!



The 2012 Jubilee River Pageant

In the summer of 2012, the Hurricanes were lucky enough to be involved in the Jubilee Thames River Pageant. It was a long day with an early start, dressing the boats on Putney Quay with flags and bunting. With the boats dressed to impress, we started out downstream.

As the one of the fastest types of manned boat, we were towards the back of the pageant and had to stick to strict speed limits. Not easy with 16 race fit paddlers raring to go! After the signal to toss oars started the pageant, we made our way along the Thames.

The scenes either side were magnificent. Bunting, flags and shouts of encouragement made the drizzle seem insignificant. A quick wave from members of the Royal family was a special moment that few could beat.

After Tower Bridge, the crowds of boats seemed to dissipate and a race began with some of the other boats. With the bells of Gloriana egging us on, we raced down towards Greenwich where we were to unload the boats and get a much needed comfort break and a hot cuppa! What a day, what a memory. Long Live the Queen!