Monday morning, after URI Crew’s 50th Anniversary celebration, training for the ACRA National Championship regatta began. Because the trip was student funded, only half of the team elected to participate. We decided to enter three fours. The first couple of days were tough. A four is a much more sensitive and difficult boat to row than an eight; which almost all of the athletes rowed in the spring. This was complicated by the fact that we only had two coxswains. The ACRA rules allow coxswains to compete in two events, but scheduling practices for three boats was going to be a challenge.
More than 170 URI alumni from as far away as California joined current rowers, family, friends and even Rhody the Ram on May 7th to celebrate the 50th anniversary of rowing at the University of Rhode Island. Supported by URI Alumni Relations, what a celebration it was! Early Saturday morning, over 120 people from the 60’s all the way through to the current day gathered at the boathouse on the Narrow River to reconnect and recognize the program’s 50-year milestone. Festivities kicked off with the dedication of a new WinTech 4+, christened “Spirit of ‘65” in honor of individuals who were the cor
The Crew travelled to Worcester on Saturday for the annual New England Rowing Championships. This year we entered a Varsity 8, JV 4, Novice 8, and Novice 4. Conditions were ideal for racing; light winds, flat water, and cool temps. Times were a little slow due to the fact that this year’s calendar put the NERC a week earlier than usual, and the water in Lake Quinsigamond is still pretty cold. But for all but the last two races (Men’s Varsity 8 Grand Final and Petite Final) there was no apparent lane bias as in many years. Winds were 5 mph or less. As all the rowing alums know, the format at NE
My Fellow Oarsmen: As I dream of my bachelor days when my hair was not quite so long and the roll along my midsection was non-existent, I inevitably think about my experiences as a URI oarsman. I certainly have some fond memories of those days, not the least of which was the fact that I was in shape. I hardly remember what was the price of getting into shape and, subsequently, staying in shape. Do any of you recall running up and down those steps in Keaney Gymnasium, or lifting those awful weights, or, even worse, getting up at 6 am to practice on Worden’s Pond? And then, of course, were those