Wednesday, 11 June 2008

British Manly Exercise

Gavin Atkin at intheboatshed.net has a wonderful discovery - a 'how to row' poster from a series called British Manly Exercises 1834. Presumably this was followed by a series on ballet called Foreign Effeminate Exercises 1835.
Is that a bottle floating in the water at the end of the pull? Tsk tsk.
Anyway, the poster is on Wikipedia so you can print it out and hang it on your wall.

Tuesday, 10 June 2008

Jordan Boats at Beale Park

Jordan Boats supply CNC-cut plywood boat kits that eliminate the worst fear of the trepidatious amateur - that you will cut totally the wrong shape and not realise until it is attached to the rest of the boat with the glue rapidly hardening.
Alec Jordan had a lovely Acorn 12 skiff built from one of his kits by John Baddeley outside his stand at Beale Park. Designed by Iain Oughtred, she is light and slim, and sits delicately on the water. Here is Alec claiming exhibitor's rights and getting a bit of a paddle in.

Monday, 9 June 2008

Pilot Gig Young Bristol

The Pilot Gig Young Bristol took to the water at the Beale Park Thames Boat show and a fine sight she was. Trips round the lake were in hot demand, but I finally managed to haul myself aboard for my first experience in one of these wonderful boats.
It was a bit alarming as I haven't rowed in a crew for many years and I have acquired all the slothful habits of sculling (failing to pay attention, daydreaming, getting distracted by friends in other boats etc). And using the approved grip of the inside hand over, outside hand under the handle took a bit of getting used to.
It was weird not to be feathering the blade too, just altering the angle slightly to enter and leave the water smoothly and without danger of catching a crab. I was just getting into the swing of it when we had to get out. Many thanks to the Bristol Gig Club for bringing their new baby along - Young Bristol was only launched last year.
This picture was taken by Chris Perkins, passing by in Chris Waite's Tit Willow. We were exchanging friendly abuse, as you can see. And as you can also see, I was not keeping up as a result...

Sunday, 8 June 2008

A threat to boating. Or possibly its saviour.

A very interesting story in the Sandusky Register here. The major question on everyone's lips is, of course, where the heck is Sandusky, but that's not important. The big question is whether making fuel from algae is a good thing.
Apparently, algae can be brewed into fuel just like maize or palm oil, but with the great advantage that it doesn't displace crops for food.
I am in two minds about this. If algae are removed swiftly and efficiently from the waters I personally row in to feed fuel production, that is obviously good, but if they decide to farm algae in my favourite rowing waters, this would not be so good. Another eco-conundrum.

Friday, 6 June 2008

Another reason...

...why I don't like rowing competitively.
This picture was taken at the National Schools Regatta at Nottingham, and appeared on the entertaining Tideway Slug site.
Four eights sank in a single race. This would be jolly funny and ripping good fun but shockingly the boats coming up behind were allowed to crash through the swimming crews. It was lucky no one was seriously hurt.

Wednesday, 4 June 2008

Rowing as a Recreation for (Victorian) Women

Women have been taking up rowing in huge numbers recently, and a very good thing too, but it is not such a recent phenomenon as one might assume. Here is an article from American sporting magazine The Outing, published in 1889. Don't laugh too hard at the opening paragraph.
ROWING AS A RECREATION FOR WOMEN.
BY MARGARET BISLAND.

ON looking over a number of photographs of English and American women possessing beauty, wealth, rank and social distinction, someone remarked with admiration on the noble carriage and proud poise of head as their most aristocratic and distinctive feature. “Is it merely a characteristic of high birth?” he inquired.
“Perhaps,” answered a clever and observant friend; “but it is not always the divine heritage of a nobleman’s daughter, neither is it with an American woman the result of her forbears’ partiality for terrapin and canvas back. I think it comes from generations of riders and rowers.
Now, the mothers as well as the fathers of these women spent no small amount of time and energy on their out-of-door sports. The days of the hunting season saw them on lively, long-legged mounts, briskly scampering over hill and dale in chase of the wily fox. In summer they pulled with swift, clean strokes their skiffs and shells over the many fine watercourses of their fair island.
The article then goes on to discuss rowing techniques, boats and clothing suitable for women. The advice is surprisingly robust, especially for the Victorian era when we are led to believe women were put on pedestals and regarded as too weak and frail for anything more physical than petit point. Nonsense, says Margaret Bisland. She doesn't quite go as far as to say that women can do anything men can do (and sliding seat rowing seems to be off the agenda) but she comes pretty close.

For a long time it was a fiction lovingly cherished by many that ladies needed light craft suited to meagre muscles. Imitation birchen canoes and pressed paper shells are no doubt very nice for maidens who wish to trifle elegantly among the swans on the lawn lake, For other purposes I would advise that all so-called “ladies’ outfits” be discreetly avoided. Now that a plain, hearty girl wishes to row, give her something up to her weight and worthy of conquest. A young girl of to-day, fond of out-of-door exercises and well up in her athletics, should hold the same honest scorn for a paper shell as she would have were a hobby horse offered her for hurdle practice.
A well-made, three-seated, flat-bottom skiff, seaworthy and not too heavily built, will, with oars of the requisite weight and length, answer the purpose.
Now for costume. Lay aside all the fashionable fancies and make up a flannel suit, simple and loose. A stout flannel skirt, quite full, short enough to escape the ankles and gathered or pleated into a broad belt, will be found the most convenient.
A common sailor’s blouse or seamless jersey can be used as a waist, only remembering to make it so loose that every position in using the oars can be gained with ease and rapidity. Here the stays, however flexible and easily they may be worn, are an absolute impediment and should be abandoned. Their steel ribs will not admit of the bend from the waist and should be replaced by the corded bodice introduced by dress reformers.
Brown hands and a rosy face, the consequence of much exercise under the warm sun’s rays, are no longer regarded as vulgar or unladylike, so a Tam o’ Shanter cap and no gloves will complete the outfit.
I particularly like the idea of a Tam o' Shanter cap, which would be so much more stylish than the abominable baseball caps many oarswomen wear these days.
The article also includes a lovely description of fisherwomen rowing competitively on the Tamar:

On the southwestern coast of the tight little isle women row an annual regatta. These are the fisherwomen of Devonport and Saltash, rowing in four-oared galleys before a goodly crowd as excited, enthusiastic and open to wagers as that at the great races of Henley and Putney.
The stout-limbed, broad-shouldered amazons handle their oars with ease and skill; their brown, honest faces and bronzed bare arms are well set off by the red and blue blouses or jersey jerkins they wear.
‘Tis a fine sight, when the word is given and they start away, to note the movement of their muscular arms, the sway of their bodies and the long, sure pull, with a simultaneous flash of wet oars in the sunlight and the spray glitter from the feather.
This picture from about 1892 shows what American women could do at that time. It is a crew from the ZLAC club in San Diego, the oldest all-women's rowing club in the world.
The photo at the top shows women rowing in Christchurch, New Zealand, from the Christchurch Library website.
The complete Outing article can be read at the LA84 Foundation Library.

Tuesday, 3 June 2008

A gig design by Joe Dobler

Duckworks has made available plans for another low-cost rowing gig from the board of Joe Dobler. Like the smaller Marietta Yawl, the Crestwood Gig is designed for stitch and glue construction without jigs or extreme boatbuilding skills.
The boat is 34ft long by 5ft 6in beam, roughly the dimensions of a Cornish Pilot Gig, so it would be very suitable as a training boat or as a starter boat for a club that cannot justify investing in a traditional gig before the crew is firmly established.
Dobler himself traced the ancestry of the design not to gigs but to Swampscott dories, with their flat bottoms and rounded sides.
The Duckworks article includes a delightful account of retired oarsmen and oarswomen in Houston finding love through rowing. Bless.