Four hundred and forty six miles is a long way down to get to the British Rowing Masters Championships in Nottingham (604 if you go via Cambridge) but it turned out to be well worth it. With 3 pairs and the coxless four loaded up we had 8 races to look forward to (heats and finals), and what turned out to be excellent close racing. Robert and Dave were in the E pairs, Tim and Adrian in the C pairs and Conor (Chesterton Rowing Club) and Steven going incognito in the B pairs. The first two pairs would then team up for a D 4-.
We often talk about the wind at Strathclyde Park, but Holme Pierrepont National Water Sports Centre in Nottingham takes this to a new level, particularly as it is aligned to provide maximum headwind down the course. This was highlighted by Saturday afternoons racing being cancelled. Better weather was on the bill for Sunday but that didn’t calm the nerves of facing crews from the rest of the UK that we had little experience of.

First up was the Chesterton/IRC composite, feeling a little shaky with only a handful of outings to prepare under their belts and their opposition demonstrating some fine square blades warm ups. This pair had competed well in their heyday but that was eight years ago now, in a certain little yellow boat. Now the 512 miles of separation posed a few problems in practicing. Nonetheless a scrappy and not so quick blast up the course took them into the final in first place. Part one done. Then it was Tim and Adrian. Feeling strong after their victory at the Scottish Championships, but with nerves ever present, they pushed all the way down the course to also qualify first for their final. A good victory by plenty of clear water.
The finals came around quickly, with little time to do anything other than a quick stretch. It was the Masters B 2- on the stake boats first, held for what felt like an eternity, before the beep released us. Without taking a look we could feel we were well in the race but Henley RC, to our right, were just hanging on, as the crews to our left started to fade back. At 750 m I had a panic that we were only at 500 m: I didn’t have another 500 m in my legs! But we were pulling clear of Henley – we were in the red buoys…. but what’s that on the outside? A sprinting yellow Tyne RC boat. Time to push, but too late. They were gone and we had to settle for silver buy 0.9 seconds. Great racing but in need of more composure (and practice). Races coming thick and fast, Tim and Adrian were hot on our heels in the Masters C 2- final – so much so that we nearly crashed into the presentation pontoon as we craned our necks to watch them over the line. It was a two boat race by the 500 m marker with Bradford on Avon, two lanes over, 1 second behind. A good lead, but BoA were coming back. Time not to panic, but so much easier to say than do as muscles are tightening and lungs are burning. Was there one beep or two as they crossed the line? The super-sized score board flashed up. IRC had taken it by 0.04 seconds!! What an amazing race and vindication of rowing through the dark winter days and their commitment to the training.

Unfortunately the podium positions of the morning could not be replicated in the afternoon, but fortunately the rising winds that had been forecast also didn’t materialise. Both crews made it through to their respective finals. The Masters D 4- competed well to place 5th in their final, pushing a decent Rob Roy/City of Cambridge RC crew all the way. Last up was the Masters E 2- which was perhaps feeling a bit tired but still managed to improve on their heat time in their final and finish just out of the medals in 4th.

It may have been a long way down but to be involved in such close and competitive racing made for a fantastic experience and one we should perhaps aim to repeat, and hopefully with a larger contingent next time.