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WeHoRR/HoRR: Race Report

12/3/2018

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WeHoRR and HoRR was a weekend full of drama and excitement, one that saw some crews soar past the competition and others test the limits of Swiss neutrality. All racing crews knuckled down for the longest race of the year, striving against the pain determined to end the racing season with an effort they could be proud of. On this, we followed through, once again overshadowing our UH rivals. With the sprints and head races now behind us, we can look forward to a couple of months away from the Tideway until we return for Bumps to once again make our mark!

Senior Men

Men’s Second VIII


"Despite the slightly less than enjoyable experience of rowing BUCS hungover a few weeks previously, being back in a senior boat for HoRR was a refreshing opportunity to show the world what RUMSBC are really made of. Suffering from a chronic lack of bow-siders meant that two novices, Joe Catling and myself, were forced to sub in for what would be by far the longest distance we’d ever rowed in a day, never mind raced.

The extreme lengths of time we spent in marshalling were largely uneventful (in stark contrast to M1's experience), but for new bowman Timo's complaints ("Scheiß drauf!" "Schwachsinn!") echoing down the boat. After a smooth start off the line, we were encouraged by the shouts of our Men’s First team, now standing on Chiswick bridge after a disastrous marshalling experience, which saw us push George’s even further into the distance, bringing us some satisfaction despite being overtaken by some stiff national competition, before settling in for the long haul.

After almost 20 minutes of pain, cox Holly initiated the Tier system. With the knowledge that soon the race would be over, we put down every last bit of power we had, emptying our ‘tanks’ so we could cross the finish line in a blistering time. However, as our energy began to waver we learnt that there was in fact considerably longer to go than we thought, and after a few minutes of excruciating pain we rolled across the line, broken, but not defeated, in what had been an enjoyable end to a great year of rowing." - Alex Bloom, Seat 5

Men’s First VIII
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"After the disappointment of coming a very close second UH head the week before, on the morning of Sunday 11th, a fresh faced and eager men’s crew arrived at the boathouse. Our 6 months of elite, high performance tapering had all been preparing us for this day, and the university pennant was in our sites. Even being forced to dredge up former UL rower and general big boy Neale Marlow could not dampen our spirits, and it was clear the boys were prepared for a smashing day.

On the water you could feel the power surging through the boat. Whilst warming up we were leaving crews trailing in our wake, partly because we were rowing the wrong way towards Kew, but mainly because of the watts being put down by each member of the boat. As we eased past the UL 1st VIII (still going the wrong way) you could see the look of awe in Rich Clarke’s eyes as he saw the physical embodiment of ‘Big Boy Strokes’, and the demeanour of a man who realised he had nothing left to teach us as we were literally perfect. Alas, the time was nigh, the start of the race was nearly upon us, all that was left was for us to row up to our marshalling position. Nothing could go wrong from here. 

As we paddled past the boathouse, there was an eerie calm as we began to mentally prepare ourselves for the 20 minutes of pain we were about to endure. Unfortunately, this calm was swiftly broken by a loud European cry from beyond our bows. It seemed that Yulia had taken her coxing feedback of ‘use alternative overtaking manoeuvres’ a little too literally, and had decided that rowing through the Swiss crew that was sat in-front of us was the most logical way to negotiate the marshalling situation. I can only imagine what this crew, who had traveled hundreds of miles to compete in the largest head race in the world thought when they saw a bunch of college boys coming their way. I can only imagine it was a thought of deep regret for being in the correct position. The Hudson/battering ram ploughed into the crew, and when we finally came to a stop we were faced with textbook Swiss neutrality in the face of overwhelming aggression, until their 6 man broke rank and started hurling abuse our way. 

The aftermath left both crews worse for wear, and sadly for RUMS, it appeared the Swiss had come out on top. A broken bow blade and cracked rigger made for a sorry sight, whilst their eight managed to escape with just a damaged gate and a 3 man who’d been hit with his own blade, presumably in an attempted health insurance scam. We quickly moved off the water, where we licked our wounds and repaired the Swiss boat with scraps from our own, before assessing our options. These were limited to a Vespoli with 4 riggers on it, or the Wintech which was on one of the lower racks, and frankly there was an unacceptable risk of back injury if we bent down to pick it up.

As a result, scratching remained our only option, despite the strong will of Neale, who by the looks of it would have done the race solo given the chance, we headed up to Chiswick to cheer on our second eight as they went on to smash the race. Meanwhile both Oxford Brookes and Leander breathed a sigh of relief as they realised that they’d have a chance of victory.

Most importantly, nobody was hurt on the day and a letter has been sent to David Davis requesting the banning of all foreign crews from entering the race, lest the same fate befall them as did the Swiss." - Alex Lane, Seat 5
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Senior Women

Women’s Second VIII
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"Despite their best efforts, the Watt Farm had not been successful at UH Head; they may have proved themselves the crew with the highest propensity for crying on the Thames, but that wasn’t quite what they’d had in mind. Nevertheless, with three new novices being welcomed into the boat, they set their sights on a successful Wehorr. However, after having only one outing as a crew, in UCL’s kindly donated bathtub that led to captain Claire throwing in her stroking towel and demanding we go back to the safely on the Stampfli, we were nervous.

​Saturday morning rolled around and we set off with anticipation; the pre-race paddle seemed to be going well until new stroke Millie broke her footplate- clearly all those hour long ergs have been paying off. After some masterful coxing from Beans (and a good deal of panic) we managed to collect the necessary tools and fix the offending footplate - finally we would be ready.

We set off ready to SLAM the race we had ahead of us; as we passed our own W1 crew, encouraged by their chants, we took our first casualty in ICSM. There would be many more. We SLAYed the next portion, powering on through Barnes Bridge, only to meet our rivals from the weekend before. Beans assured us revenge was in sight and with some big boy strokes we put some SEND on the boat, sailing past them and leaving them a mere speck in the distance. Much as their own men had looked the week before.

Spurred on by beating our arch-nemesis RVC the next 3.5k almost seemed easy - then, meters before the finish line, we were told we could make it a hat-trick. We pulled up alongside King’s, and with our bow-woman Georgie ensuring us that we could make it a photo finish. One of our newest members, Serena, turned out of the boat to look into the eyes of those she was beating (or not, it’s still a pint) and over the finish line we took them.


Overall, it’s been a fantastic year so far for W2 - all we’re looking forward to now is Bumps and finally getting ourselves some medals!" - Abi Powell, Seat 5

Women’s First VIII
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"After W1's triumphant victory at UH head, we were ready to show the rest of the country what RUMSBC women can do at WeHoRR. After a pretty smooth marshaling we were off and despite a slightly wobbly start we quickly settled into a strong rhythm. The first half of the race went relatively quickly, with the boat that was chasing us gaining very slowly. Unfortunately, as we came under Hammersmith the chasing crew came up next to us and we allowed our competitiveness to get the better off us and got distracted. Sadly we didn't manage to bring back the concentration and rhythm after this and the second half of our race was less successful than the first.

We had a loud row back with some 'beautiful' singing from Preena and ended the day with a lovely pub lunch and a well deserved pint, happy in the knowledge that we finished 137, beating all the other UH crews easily, despite not having rowed our best. Here's to moving up to the top 100 next year!" - Jenny Budden, Seat 4
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WeHoRR/HoRR: Pre-Race Report

9/3/2018

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The Women's Eight Head of River Race and ​Head of the River Race will see our crews take on a 6.8km stretch of the Tideway from Mortlake to Putney. This race will see several of the Novices take an early jump into the seconds boat, a chance to see what the next generation of RUMSBC can do at a high level. Fueled by our victories at UH Head, this is sure to be to be an exciting weekend of racing.

Senior Men

Men's Second VIII
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Cox: Holly Joyce
Stroke: Martin Furlepa
7: Ben Southgate
6: Jack Illingworth
5: Alex Bloom
4: Jack Merritt
3: Joe Catling
2: Adam Jones
Bow: Timo Rodi

Men's First VIII
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Cox: Julia Negreskul
Stroke: Freddie Dewey
7: Will Wilson
6: Sam Gunning
5: Alex Lane
4: Connor Price
3: Neale Marlow
2: Louis Robertson
Bow: Jamie Glenister (C)

​Senior Women

​Women's Second VIII
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Cox: Chris 'Beans' Jackson
Stroke: Millie Walker
7: Claire Shadwell
6: Asha Dave
5: Abi Powell
4: Hannah Roberts
3: Laura Dan
2: Serena Lu
Bow: Georgie Stagg

​Women's First VIII

Cox: Preena Patel
Stroke: Livi Drewett
7: Nadia Eden
6: Eimear McKavanagh
5: Mattie Williams
4: Jenny Budden
3: Jen Whitehead
2: Libi Hawkes (C)
Bow: Tintin Larsson
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UH Head: Race Report

6/3/2018

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RUMSBC have once again proved themselves to be champions of the Thames, bringing home medals in four of the eight categories entered. Whilst no-one of certain of results and Sunday evening was filled with tension, the atmosphere soon lifted when Jerry called out the one word we were all anticipating..."RUMS!". Three more times we heard our club called out, each time followed with rapturous applause and chants of 'Middle! Middle! Middle!', with the Novice Men, Novice Women A, Men's Seconds and Women's Firsts being bestowed with United Hospitals' finest hand-crafted pendants. Falling just shy of this honour were the Women's Seconds, Men's Firsts and both Four's, whose stellar efforts earned them the distinction of second place against some stiff competition. This is a result we can all be proud of (massively), truly reflecting the hard-work and dedication put in throughout the year. However, we're not finished yet, with HoRR and WeHoRR just around the corner we have even more chances to show what we can do when given an oar and a boat to sit in.

Men’s Novices

Men’s Novice VIII

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We huddled together in a circle, arm around each others shoulder. In Zak's case, this was more to stop him from falling over than any sign of camaraderie. Hannah looked nervous; perhaps this was because it had dawned that her time being able to shout at and boss around the big-people in the world (i.e. everyone) was drawing to a close. Matt’s face was one of a man facing the impossible task of trying to appear solemn hours after exceeding his alcohol limit. It was a truly tense moment.

'The winners of the novice men's category is…'

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We arrived at the boathouse at 8am. The knowledge that this was most likely our last time rowing together made me sad - even the 6:00am starts were going to be something to (almost) miss. Already there were nerves; BUCS hadn’t been ideal preparation. From the reports, enough crabs had been caught to stock a seafood restaurant, and throughout the race the boat was sat lower than Jamie’s 2k split. Still, there was reason for optimism. The silver lining - there always is one - is that from BUCS the team somehow emerged as the best novice boys medical school team in the country. And to claim otherwise is fake news. It meant that we weren’t just defending our pride at UH - we were defending our UK no 1 spot. 

On the water, we cheered on the W1 and M1 team who raced before us. But all too quickly - despite wanting that little more time to prepare, just another second to go through the plan - our time to race had come. Even though we knew that the pain would come faster, we gave into the adrenaline and caffeine and kicked off from the start hard. The difference being that this time, unlike the other pistes, when the pain did hit, not one of us stopped committing. By the time we got to Kew Bridge the sound of heavy breathing was constant. Photos taken at that point show that even Joe wasn’t trying to look good for the cameras. Yet watching the George’s crew disappear from sight was like a mouthful of ibuprofen, and not once did we drop from the rate thirty that was set in the first minute. Having M2 cheering us on between the bridges helped too, meaning that with the aid of a couple of power tens we were speeding past the boathouse to the chant of ‘middle middle middle....’

The final sprint wasn’t pretty. But neither was it meant to be. If we had been able to execute a perfect final 750m then no one had been pushing hard enough previously. However it was effective, and even the catching of a very small crab only served to focus our minds. By the last ten strokes we had all emptied our metaphorical wells, with only Hannah’s countdown and Zak’s surprisingly effective shouts of ‘go faster’ having any sort of effect. And then - it was over. We were paralysed by the pain for a second - before immediately worrying about where we had come. 

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Back to the results: huddled in the circle, arms around each others shoulders, hoping…


‘ 'The winners of the novice men's category is…boat twenty…one! RUMS!'

HELL YEAH! 

They say that history is written by the victors. While it might be a little presumptuous to claim that we made history (Sunday 4th March, Chiswick, London, 10:00, if any historians are interested), it is true that I can write whatever I want about this race and you’d have no choice but to believe it. Luckily, the actual facts are all that’s needed for great reading; finishing almost a minute ahead of the next best UH team, beating KCL, beating UCL B, and being just beaten by UCL A - a team of individuals whose degrees require about as little time as the margin they beat us by: 6 seconds. Well done to Hannah, Luca, Alex, Joe, Zak, Will, Chris and Swopnil. We absolutely dicked them." - Sam Wray, Seat 6
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Top: (back, left to right) Matt Kinsella, Chris Anetekhai, Joe Catling, Will Shorrocks, Zak Mansell, Sam Wray, Alex Bloom, Swopnil Gurung, Luca Richards, (front) Hannah Hickingbotham / Bottom: (back, left to right) Alex Bloom, Sam Wray, Swopnil Gurung, Joe Catling, Will Shorrocks, Zak Masell, (front, left to right) Beth Jones, Chris Anetekhai, Hannah Hickingbotham, Luca Richards, Finn Norris, Matt Kinsella
Women’s Novices

Women's Novice VIII Boat A

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This was it; the final race of the spring term and the last chance to for the NWA (Novices Wit Attitudes) to show off how far we’d come this year. Time for all those outings, ergs and inspirational videos watched during crew meals to be put to good use! After a week of being off the water due to unexpectedly cold weather, we were keen to get back in our boats and show RUMSBC and the other UH teams that not even the ‘beast from the East’ could have stopped us from complete Tideway domination.

We started our morning with a gentle vocal warm-up cheering the Senior Men and Women and Novice Men from Kew road bridge, before making our way back to the boathouse for the final battle paddle up to Pink Lodge. A marshalling mix-up provided some tension at the start line, but we didn’t let that faze us as we began our first power 10 and set off down the race course. We only had one thing on our minds now - medals, medals, medals!

The race itself was actually one of our least eventful ones - we’d rowed in rougher weather conditions, no gates popped open, no seats or footplates came off and there was not a crab in sight! Our technique, power, and motivation all blended harmoniously together as Kelly called out power 10's to boost us along the river. We pushed off our opponents in the distance and sailed slickly down the Tideway past spectators on the bridge and at the boathouse. Not letting the adrenaline get to us, and with Nicola’s chants of ‘fire in the legs, ice in the mind’ in our thoughts, we reached the last sprint section of the race; before we knew it, we were already emptying our tanks during one final push towards the finish line. 

After an intense and exciting morning, it was great to end the day at the UH dinner, where we were able to celebrate the success of all the RUMSBC crews and bask in the glory of being the fastest Novice Women UH team! Now bring on BUMPS in the summer!" - Laura Dan, Seat 5

Women's Novice VIII Boat B

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Coming off a fantastic weekend both on and off the water for the Novice Women’s B team in Newcastle, we went into this weekend with a sense of confidence that we could cause a few upsets in our category. Unfortunately, those pesky Russians hacked our weather and March snowstorms meant no outings were possible for our 8 eager rowers in the run up to the racing event of the year.

Come race day, the weather was looking kind and our girls stepped into a kindly donated Bart’s boat clutching onto their Men’s Novice blades with a real sense of hope and expectation. Unfortunately, the lack of practice during week before showed itself in a scratch 8 as an unforeseen power imbalance dominated both our paddle up and the race (shoutout to our spanking of the Harbour Master buoy after an exuberant strokeside push after the bridge!) Disappointingly, the result didn’t reflect our ability, but every team has those days and the girls know to leave with the heads held high, having coped admirably with the tough hand they were dealt.

Regardless of the race, this Novice B team has rowed fantastically well this year and have proved themselves to be some of the technically cleanest novice rowers I’ve had the pleasure of coxing in my four years. Bring on Bumps, and the chance to get some revenge to finish off the year strong!" - Greg Gibson, Cox
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Top: (back, left to right) Laura Dan, Serena Lu, Annalise Munro, Radhika Kumar, Gracie Sutton, Kelly Wyatt, Nicola Skajaa, Greg Gibson, Fiona Chegwidden, Yemi Talabi, Federica Ezzenia, Melissa Nelson, (front, left to right) Riya Gosrani, Sophie McWilliam, Alisa Rasch, Maddie Sanz, Alex Robinson, Ceyda Oral, Hannah Roberts
Senior Men

Men’s Second VIII


"Solid. Solid. MASSIVELY." - Jack Illingworth, Seat 6
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Top: (back, left to right) Ben Southgate, Jack Illingworth, Timo Rodi, Martin Furlepa, Jack Merritt, Adam Jones, Ben Wardner, Ollie Marwood, (front) Holly Joyce
Men’s First VIII
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"Race day, 5am. The men of the 1st 8+ arose from their beds to do battle with public transport. As the rangers approached the boathouse, Captain Jamie Glenister could be seen standing on a ledge by the riverside, exactly where he had been left by the crew five days previous. Staring directly into the rising sun his jaw was set, a steely glint was in his eyes, and a species of beetle had taken residence in his hair. He was ready.

After performing the rites necessary to rouse the captain, and rehousing the beetles in the women’s 1st 8+, preparations for the day were made. Any passer-by would have observed a rapid sequence of intensely erotic stretches and thrusting hip movements that left the crew in a light sweat and the hull of the Hudson covered in a fresh, water-resistant patina. The pre-race outing was a glorious affair, and the opportunity was finally taken to confirm that all members of the crew knew which end of the blade to hold and which direction to face. They returned from the outing confident in their ability to travel across water in a boat, and then performed their final rites. Captain Jamie delivered a rousing speech to the bow ball, stroke man Freddie Dewey downed his can of hummingbird blood, while at the back of the bay Rory Shadwell desperately attempted a GALS exam on the lifeless body of Luke Martin.

Then, the moment was nigh. During the row up the crew took the chance to practice flexing as they passed beneath Kew Bridge, and thought of the reasons they would eventually use to excuse their performance. Arriving at the start line, moving under the wise guidance of the naiad known as Jerry, they positioned themselves on the bank and girded their mighty loins. Suddenly, possibly accompanied by a blaring of trumpets and crashing of cymbals, they were off!  All the limbs of the men of the crew could be seen to move in perfect unison, testament to the hours of practice they had put in at their interpretive dance class. Towards the middle of the race Yulia activated the experimental “Pair’s Calls” protocol, in which each pair in turn would stop rowing and sing their siren song to the other crews – attempting to entice their best rowers to betray their medical school. Unfortunately this song proved too powerful, and several RUMSBC freshers were seen leaping from Kew Road Bridge in an attempt to be closer to the mighty baritone Will Wilson. 

The fury of the final stretch cannot be overstated, and the rules of reality themselves warped under the strain of the Tier system. Yulia was desperately attempting to inject Nitrous into Sam Gunning, Louis Robertson was singing a song in old Icelandic, while Connor and Alex Lane attempted to activate their jury rigged flux capacitor in an attempt to shave a few extra years off their time. It was likely a localised temporal anomaly caused by the Uranium injection systems that created the discrepancy in the finish times that were eventually recounted at UH dinner, but rest assured – a daring Mission Impossible style raid is already being planned to recover the medals that are rightfully theirs." - Louis Robertson, Seat 2
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Top: (back, left to right) Freddie Dewey, Sam Gunning, Connor Price, Louis Robertson, Julia Negreskul, Alex Lane, Rory Shadwell, Jamie Glenister, Will Wilson
Senior Women

Women’s Second VIII

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Rise and shine, back to the grind. A hazy sun breaks the horizon, and a new day dawns on the Watt Farm. The final harvest. 

Arriving at the river at 6:30, not another crew was in sight. A good sign, commented Anna - “the early bird catches the crab after all.” Down in the bay, we re-assembled the combine for one last heavy yield. The crew did the usual warm up paddle down to Putney and back, and left the river feeling confident that they had gained enough length to complete the race in roughly 45 strokes.  

The pre-race routine began with a round of espresso shots on the captain, and a pack of yum-yums. Millie Walker swapped her broken paddle for a tungsten reinforced blade, whilst Georgie Lloyd stocked up on amiodarone, and applied a final layer of diprobase. Fernanda was crushing peanut shells underfoot as she surveyed the stream, whilst Asha Dave pondered where would be best to bury the other crews afterwards. The morning air was filled with the sweet sweet tones of Claire Shadwell’s rendition of ‘The one an only’, only now several octaves lower as a result of all the steroid injections. In the distance, Abigail Powell was practising swift arm and leg movements, an alternative interpretation of Rich’s power strokes that would later take form on the dance floor to the rhythmic call of whuubang, whuubang. Christopher was stood with his usual pensive look, sinking the remaining contents of a Heinz tin of beans. 

It was time to face the music, and as W2 motored down to pink lodge, several crews capsized in the wake. A quick glance at the boat behind left us assured the competition were unfamiliar with lycra or creatine. On the sound of Jerry’s bellow, Chris Jackson stepped on the accelerator, ranking the beast up to rate 42 to cross the start line in a supersonic blur. The crew moved together as one, like the integrated parts of a well-oiled machine. At Brentford lock, George Lloyd  pulled out her telescope to survey the crew behind. A mere speck they be. Approaching Kew Rail, it was time to pull out the aggressive card. At bow, the tiny-hands-man Georgie Stagg lead us on with fire and fury, whilst 7-seat completed her transformation into the incredible bulk. The crew steam-rolled under the bridge with the sort of strokes that Rich will assure you could only have belonged to some very, very big boys. But the race was not done yet - an overtake was in sight! The crew ahead crumbled and cowered in the blinding sight of the Watt Farm approaching. “Be thee angels?” they cried. “Nay, we are but men.” Left sobbing in our wake, cox Beans called to begin the final attack as we powered into the final straight. We must have come near to the speed of light, as in an impressive warp of time and space, we somehow managed to finish before the finish line. Unreal scenes. 

Approximately 25 pints later that evening, the results were announced to reveal that the Watt Farm had narrowly lost to the neighbouring pig farm. The crew assembled in kidney bean formation and wept in synchrony. Passers by likened it to the final scene of a greek tragedy. Minus Asha Dave who had already fallen peril to 2 bottles of wine, and Anna Shadwell who was spooning vomit off of her chocolate brownie. But not to worry - Fernanda Guiseppe Fenn Torrente has sworn those pesky dog doctors won’t be around for much longer. Apparently her great grandfather once described revenge as ‘a dish best served cold’, or something like that..." - Claire Shadwell, Seat 7

*UPDATE* Following an error in time calculations, the Senior Women's Second VIII have been awarded medals!
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Top: (back, left to right) Claire Shadwell, Georgie Lloyd, Fernanda Fenn Torrente Abi Powell, Millie Walker, Anna Shadwell, Asha Dave, Georgie Lloyd, (front) Chris 'Beans' Jackson
Women’s First VIII
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"After a disappointing week of cancelled outings courtesy of the ‘Beast from the East’, W1 were pumped and ready to take on UH Head. It was the last ever UH Head for half of this crew, and each and every one of them was ready to give it their all. After an early start and a determined pre-race paddle, W1 took to the water with cries of ‘Who am I? I am a champion!’. The opposition appeared suitably terrified.

We paddled up to the start line for the final time, adrenaline flowing. We span to take on the start, cool and collected. Taking it up to rate 32, we kept the rhythm loose and strong. We know this part of the river like the back of our hands, and stuck to our plan religiously. Preena’s shrieks of encouragement kept us neat and tidy as we came up to Brentford, bulletproof rhythm all the way. It was here that the TSS B crew started to gain on us. Despite being a much more experienced crew than us, we gave them a run for their money and really made them work for the overtake. Side by side as we went under Kew Road, spurred on by the supporters and our own battle cry, we did not let them pass until we were nearly at Kew Rail bridge (over 3/4 of the course). The gritty determination of this crew came to light in this crucial part of the race, and we would not be defeated.

Pulling into the final stretch, we didn’t let the exhaustion take hold and managed to take the rate up once more for the final sprints course. Having finally perfected her counting skills, Preena was able to accurately call in the power 10's whilst also giving us a detailed overview of all the white infrastructure we were passing (white crane? white house? white shed?). A final attack to the finish and we launched ourselves over the line, knowing we could have done nothing more.

I think I speak for many of the 5th years when I say that discovering we had beaten KCL was one of the highlights of our rowing careers at RUMSBC. It is a feat that has eluded W1 for years, and to finish on such a high, having had such a gutsy race with this fabulous crew, it could not have been more perfect. Thank you to all of these wonderful women for their determination and hard work in the run up to this well deserved win" - Libi Hawkes, Seat 2
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Top: (left to right) Livi Drewett, Nadia Eden, Eimear McKavanagh, Matilda Williams, Preena Patel, Jenny Budden, Jen Whitehead, Libi Hawkes, Tintin Larsson
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UH Head: Pre-Race Report

3/3/2018

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This is it. The day we've all been waiting for. It's time to take on UH Head, the race that all those eye-watering ergs, all those early morning outings and night-time paddles, all those circuits and all the races we've had this year have been working towards. All crews have had their shares of victories and defeat this year; tomorrow it's time to bring together the lessons learned from all those occasions, work together as a crew and cheer on our fellow team mates. Let's show them what RUMSBC are made of and make this another night of domination. Middle! Middle! Middle!

Men's Novices

​Men's Novice VIII
Cox: Hannah Hickingbotham
Stroke: Luca Richards
7: Alex Bloom
6: Sam Wray
5: Joe Catling
4: Zak Mansell
3: Will Shorrocks
2: Chris Anetekhai
Bow: Swopnil Lamchane Gurung

Women's Novices

​Women's Novice VIII Boat A
Cox: Kelly Wyatt
Stroke: Hannah Roberts
7: Annalise Munro
6: Serena Lu
5: Laura Dan
4: Ceyda Oral
3:
Alex Robinson
2: Yemi Talabi
Bow: Fiona Chegwidden

​Women's Novice VIII Boat B
​Cox: Greg Gibson
Stroke: Federica Ezennia
7: Maddie Sanz
6: Gracie Sutton
5: Alisa Rasch
4: Melissa Nelson
3: Sophie McWilliam
2: Radhika Kumar
Bow: Riya Gosrani

​"It’s been a stressful week, struggling against the weather to get one final outing together as a crew before the big day: UH head. Despite the ice snow and wind, we’ve still been training hard! The novice girls are super excited for their first UH head race and ready to give 100% on the water. We smashed it at Newcastle, and know we have the endurance and power that we need. Now we’re on our home territory and nothing can stop us now!" - Nicola Skajaa, Women's Novice Captain 17/18

Senior Men

Men's Second VIII
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Cox: Holly Joyce
Stroke: Martin Furlepa
7: Ben Southgate
6: Jack Illingworth
5: Ben Wardner
4: Jack Merritt
3: Timo Rodi
2: Adam Jones
Bow: Ollie Marwood

Men's First VIII
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Cox: Julia Negreskul
Stroke: Freddie Dewey
7: Will Wilson
6: Sam Gunning
5: Alex Lane
4: Connor Price
3: Rory Shadwell
2: Louis Robertson
Bow: Jamie Glenister (C)

​Senior Women

​Women's Second VIII
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Cox: Chris 'Beans' Jackson
Stroke: Georgie Lloyd
7: Claire Shadwell
6: Fernanda Fenn Torrente
5: Abi Powell
4: Millie Walker
3: Anna Shadwell
2: Asha Dave
Bow: Georgie Stagg

​Women's First VIII

Cox: Preena Patel
Stroke: Livi Drewett
7: Nadia Eden
6: Eimear McKavanagh
5: Mattie Williams
4: Jenny Budden
3: Jen Whitehead
2: Libi Hawkes (C)
Bow: Tintin Larsson
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BUCS Head: Race Report

2/3/2018

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Whilst some crews managed to achieve success upon the Tyne, BUCS Head was found to be a mixed bag overall, with unplanned substitutions, unfamiliar boats and unfortunate weather conditions adversely scuppering the chances the remaining crews from performing to the best of their ability. Regardless, we reveled in the success we did achieve (with the novices fully committing to post-race celebrations on Saturday night) and resolved to learn from the shortcomings of the weekend to make sure we bring it for UH Head!

Men’s Novices

Men’s Novice VIII

"
Before the race had started, we sat in the freezing gust of winds and looked our competitors on the left, failing to fathom how any of them could be novices and causing our hearts to sink deeper than the W2 boat. This was reminiscent of our race against King’s during Winter Sprints, but on a much bigger scale – we knew tragedy lay ahead. Starting 9th on the course as UCL A (‘arrogant medics’), our captain boosted our morale by warning us that “we would get overtaken at some point” and that “we had no chance of winning”. But it had not even crossed our minds that we would have a major crab only 2 seconds into the race. Well, that is exactly what happened! Fully knowing that we had messed up – big time – we froze with hopelessness and despair as did our boat came to a halt. We could only watch as UWE went past us with a grin. I could feel it burn into my soul.

Only the day before, Will had asked how much faster we would go if we didn’t have a cox? I soon found this question answered, when, upon this race, I realised their importance within the boat. We were suddenly revived by the sounds of Hannah, screaming with calmness and encouragement, calling “power 10s” and telling us to “empty our wells”. However, we did have 3 more major crabs that resulted in being overtaken by 3 more boats – but this did not matter! Eventually, we made it to the finish line.

We were determined to win with hard work, and in the end we came out at the top, securing our place as the best medical school in the country at BUCS Head in Novice Men division (edit: we actually came 23rd out of 24th). Bring on UH Head!" - Swopnil Gurung, Bow

Women’s Novices

Women's Novice VIII Boat A

"
The journey to the BUCS competition was a long one, filled with a myriad of challenges set to test our mettle and build us up for the big day. From 2k trials to ergs to practice pieces spanning a more than healthy portion of the Thames to the long, grueling, cramped 14:30 train up to Newcastle, every challenge was met with optimism and a determination to put our best foot forward.

On the race day, the winds were forceful and the water was choppy, but spirits remained high as the early glow of morning sunlight basked the landscape with an ethereal light that promised good fortunes and positive expectations. With feet set, blades in rigors and all eight in the boat, we rowed up getting our first taste of the River Tyne’s force and fury. Even as choppy waves caught our blades, our focus was high as we rowed, with the pride and grace that one could only expect of ‘Kel’s Belles’ up the River Tyne. Once into position we waited for our turn to race, maneuvering – with Kelly’s expertise coxing – between the less intellectually gifted rowing boats that threatened to capsize our boat.

At last the moment came for us to race, we began to spin our boat and built up our speed to race pace up to 33 strokes per minute. ‘Legs one, legs two, legs three….’ came the call that saw the formidable force of Kel’s Belles rear up in all its RUMS glory and send the boat flying down the river. Each stroke saw the WNA boat attacking the rough tide of the River Tyne, getting the boat closer and closer to the finish line. The halfway mark reached, each girl maintained the focus on technique, the separations, the engaged cores, the tap downs that would make all the difference in the minutes and seconds that would mark our BUCS head position. As the pain seeped through our muscles and the finish line loomed within our reach, the uplifting calls of Middle, Middle, Middle, gave us the boost to push our boat over the finish line and into 23rd place. With our BUCS achievements secured under our belts, we look forward to next week, where we hope to smash UH Head and bring home the win for RUMSBC." - Yemi Talabi, Seat 2

Women's Novice VIII Boat B

"
Hearing the horror stories the seniors candidly shared about the infamous rowing conditions of the river Tyne, we were understandably apprehensive as we arrived in Newcastle. Encouragingly, on race day, we were welcomed by a shining sun and not too cold weather. Taking this as a good omen, we paddled our way towards the start line full of optimism.

It was during this paddle that we discovered that the seniors had not been lying to us. On the river we were met by a strong and freezing wind, choppy waters and waves that flooded the boat. Very encouraging though was the fact that thus far no one had yet crabbed! Not even our very own Novice Captain Nicola, who was forced to sub in at bow (despite her past as stroke) when we did not have enough rowers to compete with.

After a very long marshal, where the wind kept trying to push us against the wall, we made friends with the University of West England boat and our cox Greg entertained us with his singing, before eventually setting off with a really good race start. The results of all the hours spent both on and off the water training shined through as we kept up speed and power throughout the race, only being overtaken by two boats. Still this kept us motivated to only push harder to keep other boats from catching up to us, although this may have led us to rush up the slide a bit too much and cause Greg to become exasperated with us in the middle of the race. But in the end we did ourselves proud with a time of 12.54s, better than UCL’s own 2nd team!" - Federica Ezennia, Seat 4

Senior Men

Men’s Second VIII


"M2 were already prepared for a less than ideal performance at BUCS Head, with my own health being in something of a dire state and our esteemed captain of Novices being drafted in in place of an absent Timo. Prior to the weekend Matt had promised that he would 'take it easy' at over the weekend, although it remained to be confirmed whether this was in reference to Saturday night's celebrations or the race itself - a query that was quickly answered upon a cursory glance at the snapchat story on Sunday morning. Nevertheless Matt stayed true to his heritage and failed to be bested by a few beverages, turning up in a better state than many of the freshers (despite youth being on their side).

However, things continued to stray further from 'ideal' when it was revealed one of our own would have to be surrendered to M1, after a purulent finger forced Luke drop out, and thus we bid farewell to Ben Southgate and welcomed Alex Bloom into our boat.

When we did finally make it onto the water to face a shortened course, we agreed to red-lining it throughout safe in the knowledge we had nothing to lose and any ground made would be an extreme embarrassment to other crews. Upon setting off we managed to hold our rate well at 32s/m, but a number of large waves did their utmost to disrupt our rhythm, meaning we failed to get the desired send on the boat. Continuing with steady progress in spite of this, we found the momentum we had built over the race halted towards the end when a loose seat resulted in a crab, leaving us motionless but for the action of the waves. Endeavouring to recover from this blow, we pushed hard against the heavy water but it was too late to make up the necessary ground. Unsurprisingly, we placed last, but victory is sweetest when you have known defeat, so we can only hope this makes UH Head feel all the better."
- Adam Jones, Seat 2

Men’s First VIII
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Pending...

Senior Women

Women’s Second VIII
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"
W2 had been feeling apprehensive about BUCS, due to a combination of only having had one previous outing as a whole crew, and the horror stories of our bow seat, who has had a couple of very difficult races on the Tyne. We were prepared for anything: the freezing northern temperatures, the rough waters from the Saturday, even colliding with a Men’s VIII. And yet it all went smoothly. Perhaps the only thing we hadn’t prepared for was our cox having a pre-race wee over the side of the boat while marshalling (but we all admired his dedication to minimise the weight in the boat).

As the race started we settled in to a good rhythm behind our new stroke, and came away strongly. We spent most of the rave making gains on the boat in front of us, though never quite caught them, finishing a respectable 34/44th. Though we ended strongly, we all felt we had not quite emptied the tank. We look forward to racing UH this Sunday with a crew that we have trained in and we intend to leave it all out on the water this time – medal medal medal!" - Millie Walker, Seat 6

Women’s First VIII
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"UH Dress rehearsal aka BUCS Head. A race that, it can be fair to say, a fair few of our club lament. Alas, with UH Head only a week away, this was definitely massively going to be the time we proved to Rich that we were angry, aggressive, full of fire, hostile, frustrated, aggressive choppers.

Sunday came around and I must say you couldn’t miss the excitement in everyone’s eyes. Glittering, coruscating in fact. Thankfully, marshalling was significantly warmer than last year. Although it was shrewdly observed that we were the only crew not in long sleeves. But this just immediately propelled us with a confidence that we were racing püssi like crews. With some enormous bay parking tekkers from Preena, it wasn’t soon before we were off. Thirty seconds before starting – DISASTER STRUCK! We still weren’t up to race pace due to a minor footplate malfunction which left us rowing in sixes with 10 seconds to go before the start. But these big boy ladies got us up to 32 in a mere stroke!! It was more a state of mind even. Be thirty two…and it was done. Know thyself. Our 30 seconds at 32 felt super speedy and light, like rowing on Vaseline or another hydrophobic emollient cream. We settled into a nice chunky rhythm and with all nine lives remaining we began the Way of the Warrier!

Now you might think this would be a dramatic tale, with lives lost on every choppy wave, off stroke and a heroic effort to take us across the line with one last life. BUT YOU’D BE WRONG! Because we are frickin Tideway RUMSBC women. and every cheesy chip smelling wave that his us, we just hit back even harder. There were times in the third quarter where I wasn’t sure if we were in Newcastle or Utah.... just kidding my eyes were in the boat! But jokes aside, a strong overtake in this section and Eimear’s Irish wizardry let the mitochondria of the boat on and pushed us away. The final straight was in sight but we were dismayed to hear that we still had 5k to go according to Preena. Despite this, we tried to keep it as together as one for the last stretch and with the sweet sweet cry of middle middle middle as we approached the end, we managed a big ass accidental overtake - the best kind. Some dodgy marshalling and precarious boat handling later, we were done - 9 lives remaining and ready to SMASH UH HEAD. We know what we need to improve on and we’re ready to get massively Turnt in this final week to get us those tasty medals.

Shout out to our baby the Wintech - we love and miss you, we’ll be back with you soon." Nadia Eden, Seat 7
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