We were having a great time in Philly. Flights, though delayed, arrived with luggage, we rigged the boat without incident, the course was great during practice on Friday, even with some drizzle, and we headed back to the hotel to clean up.
Friday night we went to an open house at the Philadelphia Girls Rowing Club, where Nancy had learned to row in the late 1950s! She said at the time most of the girls were part of the club to be social and meet boy rowers, but she was one of the girls who just wanted to row! This is the club from the water and a view of the Philly skyline from their back deck over the Schuylkill.
Then on the morning of the race, while we were at breakfast, we received a phone call that the regatta had been canceled. All the rain had caused debris to come down the river, and trees and other junk in the water break boats. We were obviously angry and disappointed after training for months and spending a lot of money and time to fly out to the regatta. What was more annoying is that the regatta was canceled for the same reason the previous year; I wasn’t the only person who thought they should have had a contingency with a barge upstream catching the debris to make the course safe. This is the biggest single day rowing regatta in the world and people travel long distances with equipment that isn’t exactly easy to transport, not to mention all the chartered buses for teams and the ridiculous hotel bills.
So we went to Atlantic City!
We’re not big gamblers. I lost ten bucks at slots and we headed to the boardwalk where we shopped a bit and I had a funnel cake (probably the best part of the day–I missed the fair this year). The rain finally stopped in time for us to have had a really nice race, but I guess we’re just listed in the program.
On the way home we tried to think of other races for next year…