Friday 9th - St Ives Annual Raft Race
The day of the race and we still hadn't quite got ourselves organised with a raft and with the challenge of building it on the busiest day of the week, changeover day, things were looking bleak.
We were armed with 6 oil drums, 2 crates and 160ft of old fisherman's rope, and at 3pm we set to work (well Dave the handyman set to work).
2 hours later we had a raft fit for our eager team of 6 rowers, with a flag and all. The challenge was to now transport this beast to the harbour from the apartments, a challenge and all we can say is thanks to Australian Caz for directing the traffic couldn't have done it without her.
We launched the raft, got pelted with several flour bombs and finally got underway, and strategically we decided it was best to go the long way round.
At the lifeboat station we picked up our mermaid, Peter, who looked rather glamorous in pink. We met a seal, paddled to the other pier and then back to the slipway for more flour bombs and to get our finishing position - we're not quite sure where but it wasn't last and it wasn't first so we were happy.
Next year we will enter and challenge St Ives Sailing Club to take winning position, no metal drums, we're going light and aerodynamic and we may just think about building it more than a few hours before the race.
See you next year...
The day of the race and we still hadn't quite got ourselves organised with a raft and with the challenge of building it on the busiest day of the week, changeover day, things were looking bleak.
We were armed with 6 oil drums, 2 crates and 160ft of old fisherman's rope, and at 3pm we set to work (well Dave the handyman set to work).
2 hours later we had a raft fit for our eager team of 6 rowers, with a flag and all. The challenge was to now transport this beast to the harbour from the apartments, a challenge and all we can say is thanks to Australian Caz for directing the traffic couldn't have done it without her.
We launched the raft, got pelted with several flour bombs and finally got underway, and strategically we decided it was best to go the long way round.
At the lifeboat station we picked up our mermaid, Peter, who looked rather glamorous in pink. We met a seal, paddled to the other pier and then back to the slipway for more flour bombs and to get our finishing position - we're not quite sure where but it wasn't last and it wasn't first so we were happy.
Next year we will enter and challenge St Ives Sailing Club to take winning position, no metal drums, we're going light and aerodynamic and we may just think about building it more than a few hours before the race.
See you next year...
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