On arrival for dragon boat practice the harbour was chopped up and the wind was causing large swells. The safety- boat guy (who did not have a boat) said the harbour was a no go area due to the adverse conditions.
So the lagoon it was. We paddled up and down practising our starts. We also practised 'drawing' and 'pushing away' and paddling backwards as we maneuvered around in the cramped space. At least no-one else was out so we had the space to ourselves except for a little black shag doing a little ducking and diving. I wondered if he would fly to Zealandia and roost there for the night as many of the shags do.
We had to think about using our inside leg to help us drive our bodies forward to get more weight behind the paddle. I thought about this and went completely out of time and forgot what the top half of my body was supposed to be doing. Too much thinking does nobody any good. We finished salt encrusted, wind blown and very hungry. Dragon boat practice makes you hit the fridge like a teenager. Anything vaguely edible will do. It also makes for a good night's sleep. I doubt if I will hear the howling winds tonight.
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