Well what can be said about 2020?
The Year of the Rat turned into the Year of the Bat, leaving us all dazed, confused and quarantined.
Doubles, triples, quads and eights sit in tightly sealed boathouses collecting dust . Every racing event worldwide has been cancelled, along with our beloved Rat Island Regatta.
But the Rats need salt water, coffee and each other for survival. So we have morphed into a roaming posse of cartopping singles, wherries, kayaks and paddleboards. Undaunted, we set out last Saturday from different locations to convene at Rat Island, stopping at a nearby beach for some warm coffee, sweet goodies and the greatly missed company of our rowing tribe.
(for all photos go here and here)
