An engineer by profession, this diary of an extraordinary and differently-abled athlete covers three years – 2013 to 2016. Beginning when he was asked to join the paralympic rowing squad and Continue reading →
by Davide Pettuco (translated by Gillian Shaw) source text
September should be the month when we enjoy milder temperatures, long days and a fitness level that is still good enough to relish the last rides of a beautiful season. Unfortunately, the weather conditions are more like October.
by Giuseppe Lamanna (translated by Gillian Shaw) source text
He who rules the waves, writes history. This quote entered the collective memory via the British Naval Admiral, Horatio Nelson, but which is now more closely linked with one of the most important but least considered roles in rowing: the coxswain. What’s more all eyes are on the rowers during races and not on the ‘little’ great men who ‘whisper’ from the bows or the stern.
The legendary Bruno Cipolla
The rowing stroke is like an unbroken chain of instants and rowers live from one to the next, without really taking much notice of what has just or is about to happen. A luxury denied to the cox, because their job is not to ‘enjoy’ the journey, but to predict the future and to change the final outcome by using their voice. And this is just what Bruno Cipolla did in 1968 at the Mexico City Olympics, who as cox steered the coxed pair of Renzo Samba and Primo Baran to Olympic gold.
The ‘Rower Whisperer’
Bruno Cipolla’s story is not just one of the past, it is even more valid now. After almost half a century has passed since that medal, this great athlete continues to have fun in boats; his purpose is to pass on his passion and experience to the youngsters who have recently taken up rowing.
by Maria Giulia Parrinelli (translated by Gillian Shaw) source text
With a surface area only slightly smaller than Italy’s, there are less than one tenth of the inhabitants. Its climate and environment are very similar to Italy’s too. Yet, while boasting a not insignificant population of sheep and one of the strongest national rowing squads in the world. Obviously we are talking about New Zealand.
Two young women have come onto the All Blacks rowing scene: the charming Holly Fletcher, whom I met in China and this year is an Under 23 athlete; and the lovely Caroline Pearson, who I got to know through the magical world of blogging. Between us we were able to compare both sides of the same coin: rowing at national level from Holly’s perspective, class of ‘94, and that of junior rowing from Caroline. Draw your own conclusions while I pack to move there. Continue reading →
by Jérémie Azou (translated by Gillian Shaw) source text
I could hardly have imagined finishing the year so fantastically! This weekend, the French Rowing Championships marks the end of what has been the best season of my career. And each medal has its own tale to tell!
The medal I won the day before yesterday has its own particular flavour; That of sharing and friendship with my crew- and club-mate Julien Gazaix. He has been there training with me day in and day out, for the past two years. His physical and moral support was essential when aiming for the Olympics. Finishing with this title with him, in the 2x, was the best finale possible.