So it came down to our Achilles heal, the Canadian canoes.  I was asked not to steer and instead had a chance at redemption by paddling.  The scene was set a showdown for the Challenge Cup between the Vikings and NEC….  The crew got into the boat early and practiced steering and paddling in straight lines….  It was looking like we had a steerer who could actually steer..  There was a chance. 

The NEC lined up at the start and we struggled to get into position, we were all over the place.  At last on the fourth attempt we were set.  The NEC team had managed to hold position and must have thought that we were simply cannon fodder for their victory. 

We were on the start line, shaking, the supporters were on the bank shouting, the starter calls us to the mark, "take the strain…. go". We were off, three of four strong deep strokes to get the canoe moving and then into the tempo, one,two, one, two.  Faster and faster, focused on the person in front making sure that you didn’t clatter the paddles, making sure that you were in time.  One, two, one two. 

Out of the corner of my eye I could see the NEC, were we really in front or was it my imagination?  The team continue to row strongly and with a well timed stroke.  We were pulling ahead, and further ahead than we expected…..  Focus, focus we must not let up until we hear that whistle at the finish line….  The team pulled hard and we were victorious. finishing the race by more than a full length.  We could not believe it, we had won!

What a fantastic result.  And what a trophy!!!