Boat Plans Aluminium Australia | The Seven Wonders of the Dutch rowing World

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The Netherlands is a short flight from the southern UK and their weather is similar to ours, but their rowing clubs are practically on a different planet.

Last weekend, I went on an informal 29km rowing tour there with Dutch friends, followed by a conference on touring rowing (organised by Toer!) the next day in Amsterdam, and was bowled over by what I found.

Wonder Number 1. Soft cushions!
We were the guests of a member of Baarn watersports club on the river Eem, south-east of Amsterdam. As you often find on the continent, there was a special cushion for the coxing seat of our touring coxed quad. So far so nicely organised.

But this club had taken the concept to a new level with monogramed embroidery: you cant quite see it in this photo, but the orange line of characters on the right are the Club name, and the small group in the top left are the boat name (so you dont accidentally take the wrong cushion for your boat – perish the thought).

Its kinda, "If Charles Tyrwhitt did boat cushions..."

Wonder Number 2: Rowing into a gallery
Anyway, we set off, and had a pleasant row past many fields to  the small town of Amersfoort, which mixes well-kept old buildings, with the most modern of modern architecture, and a great deal of "art" scattered all over the place.

This must be "art".
Not a clue what else it could be...

There was even a chandelier under the railway bridge. The perfect lighting if you were having a floating dinner party, I guess. Though possibly only for people using sign language, given the rumble of trains overhead.

Wonder number 3: The longest boathouse

Paddling back out of town, we stopped off at Hemus rowing clubs brand new home, which is, without doubt, the most spacious boathouse Ive ever seen (with the possible exception of Northeastern in Boston). 

Boats, almost as far as the eye can see.
Note also (OK, with a magnifying glass) the standard arrangement of a touring boat on the floor at the bottom of every rack, with fine boats above.
That, people, is how many touring boats the average Dutch club has. Wow OH wow.

The full length boat bays had no fewer then FOUR racks of boats along them (OK, not all VIIIs, but there were some), with copious spacing above each boat. You know how clothes are displayed in the windows of smart boutiques: a choice piece, carefully arranged on its own against complimentary surrounding. And you know how your rowing kit is stuffed into a big bag. Well, there you have Hemus rowing club compared with your average boathouse: a sort of zen of boat racking. You can just feel the calm, cant you?

As you might expect, there was also a massive bike park and a complete lack of car park, and to my utter astonishment, a sedum roof. Not sure what else I can say about that, other than !. And !!

But then the next day, I found another sedum roof at RIC in Amsterdam (I did take a photo, but once youve seen one picture of a boathouse with a sedum roof, youve seen em all) so, based on a sample size of three, I concluded that around 67% of Dutch boathouses have sedum roofs. I wonder if there are any in the UK? 

Wonder Number 5: No soggy towels, thanks, were Dutch!
Amidst such shiny new-ness, I was reassured to see that the club had clearly brought one thing from their previous shed: the obligatory 1950s mangle that I have observed in almost all Dutch rowing clubs, for wringing out the boat-wiping towels (where do they GET them from?).

Incidentally, when I say "almost all" clubs have these, the club back in Baarn where we started didnt have a mangle but had hurtled recklessly into the 21st century and had a dedicated boat-towel washing machine. Shocking stuff.

Wonder Number 6: What goes on Tour...

What goes on tour are Dutch rowers apparently. Big time. All the clubs I visited had a Tour Calendar on their club noticeboard, listing at least 12 events for the season, and I discovered that every club has a Touring Committee. A permanent group dedicated to organising tours (plural). Perhaps I should emigrate?

Wonder Number 7: Expressing rowing through the medium of...

When youve rowed for as long as I have, youve generally seen it all in terms of rowing lifestyle accessories: paintings, mugs, boxer shorts, ornaments, you know the kind of thing. But at RIC I found some novel ways of bringing rowing indoors. First, perfectly supporting Dutch stereotypes about painted tiles, the youth section had produced a set of decorated rowing tiles in the clubs orange and black colours:

The river was mapped on one of the bars coffee tables in inlaid marquetry (you cant see it in the photo blow, but bridges and locks were marked):

And finally, a highly creative member had expressed a tour route in the medium of tapestry:

Thats it for wonders, but like the sprinkles on your cupcake, heres a final fascinating fact pertaining to the social history of rowing. British rowers are well aware that  rowing use to have an obsession with "amateur" status, and the fact that (back in the day) it might only be done by "gentlemen". This led to the founding of clubs like Thames Tradesmen Rowing Club, whose members were barred from joining some of the amateur" clubs because their work involved a physical element. Rowing clubs in Amsterdam, however, followed different social divisions, with RIC having its origins as the Catholic rowing club (I gather that sectarian divisions ran as deep as British class divisions, till even more recently, not just with separate Catholic and Protestant schools but also hospitals, political parties and even TV channels). Apparently another club had originally been Jewish.

Photos: Martin Paasman and Helena Smalman-Smith.

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Boat Designs And Plans | Tour du Leman 2014 How we went Dutch and won!

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The start: I just love a good melée.
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One of the questions I find Im most often asked after completing a major expedition row is "Would you do it again?" Which, on closer analysis, is faintly irritating. I mean: if the answers "No", does that mean my achievement this time is somehow reduced? However, in the case of this 160km race round Lake Geneva, the answer keeps being "Yes", and so it was that in early July I turned my attention for the sixth time to the challenge of finding suitable crewmates.

My friend Hannah and I keep doing this race. This year would be her seventh attempt, and my sixth (our fifth together). And every year we agree that the hardest part is finding three other nutters to join us. Some friends sign up with enthusiasm, but once theyve done it, feel that justice has been done, and theres no need to come back again. (I thought that after the first time, but changed my mind a few months later.) A few have come for a second time, so that they could do it "better", having learned from the experience first time around. One ventured that she would rather chew her own foot off than have to do it again.

So by this year, not only we were back to square one, but we were rapidly running out of options, having already used up the most likely candidates from our rowing friend network. However, a flash of inspiration sparked by a posting on Facebook secured one friend whom I had not previously pestered (in hindsight, I cant imagine why not), who was apparently on holiday at the time I asked, and didnt tell her husband about my message until the next day when shed decided the answer had to be "Yes" anyway!

But beyond that,  we were stuck.

Every year we are met by the lovely
Gerald at the airport, bearing a paddle,
just in case we cant identify him.

However, one of the many things that makes this race so unique (in addition to the length, the accommodation in a nuclear bunker, the completely fantastic team who put the event on, and the three-course lunch afterwards) is that the various crews get to know each other (not just because of close-packed bunker living), especially as many of the same individuals return year after year. And so it was that two Dutch ladies eagerly agreed to join us and – hooray, we had a crew! Both regularly row long distances, in fact theyd done a 210km race just a few months earlier in a coxed double. All in all, four of us had already done the Tour du Léman 12 times between us. But would that actually help?

Serious competition

From the beginning, the pressure was on more than ever before, with a record five entries from  womens crews. The most wed ever seen before was three, and last year we were the only ones.

So, how could we get a competitive advantage? One definite benefit of knowing the race well is that we have a well-established list of stuff to take, and boy there is a lot of it! However, our detailed notes on exactly how much we ate in recent years (for several years wed taken FAR too much), the rig of the boat, and our knowledge of most of the waypoints, were invaluable.

The requirements of long-distance rowing are not easily
compatible with budget airline luggage allowances.

The Dutch brought some new ideas to the mix, including some excellent pulleys for keeping the steering lines in place (particularly handy in the dark), although we amused to find ideological differences with them about our usual practice of refilling our waterbottles from the lake and adding purifying tablets, which reduces the amount of water we have to cart around (their wholesome natures were horrified). Still, even us doing it saved a good 5kg of freight weight, and its also important that everyone is happy.

Going off hard

Our – well, lets be honest – Hannahs usual approach to beating the female competition is to sprint out of the start. There are various aspects to this, and she added a new variation this year. The race goes off with all the crews (23 this year) in a mass start. The first leg is a mere 500m across the lake, followed by a 90 degree turn round a buoy, before we head out along the long Swiss shore. I always cox the first shift, as I actually enjoy the challenge of positioning as tight to the start buoy as possible, and then the ensuing melée when the gun (its an actual shotgun) goes off and, as the smallest member of the crew, this puts our biggest engines into that initial dash, so that we can stay ahead of the main pack, and get a clean turn round the buoy.

We did that again.

Hannah then continues to hammer along for the first hour or two, leaving any female competition behind, and hopefully dispirited. It generally works. Actually, we dont know if they are dispirited, but they are usually left well behind, which is all we care about.

This year, in the face of the added and unknown opposition, she volunteered to miss the first swap which meant that she would have to row continuously for the first 2.5 hours of the race, rather than than the maximum 2 hours that everyone else would. This saved us at least 2 minutes, which doesnt sound much over 160km, but wait and see how much it mattered.

Not the most together rowing, but I love
the reflections of the blades in the water.

Row, row, row, row, cox 

Thats the routine for long-distance rowing. Every 30 minutes, you change the person coxing. As fast as you can. And then set off again as soon as possible. Those who arent involved in the change can stuff in a jelly baby of two, and slurp some liquid, but I was careful not to over-indulge, and call out "Bow ready" just as soon as I could. Everything else you might need to do (lets not go into details, you all know what Im talking about) gets done while youre coxing, as well as eating, filling up waterbottles for the other Brits (top tip: we take a jug so you dont have to get your gloves wet by dipping a bottle in the lake), and taping up any fingers that are becoming tender. I kept my tape tucked  down my sock so it was always convenient. Its little things, but in the best traditions of horseshoe nails, it IS little things that can make a huge difference: I finished the race with only one small blister (Hannah says this is because I dont pull hard enough, though, and Im not arguing with someone who pulls as hard as she does).

Ahead of schedule

Yet another advantage of being here for the umpteenth time was that we had a laminated list of our times to each way point taped near the coxs seat so we could keep track of how we were doing against previous years. And right from the beginning, the news was good. Very good.

The conditions WERE excellent, but so had they been the previous year, and at each marker, we celebrated being further and further ahead.

As we got to the top of the lake, an Italian mens crew and a four-men-and-a-powerful-lady Dutch crew who had been on our heels all day (in the case of the Italians, sometimes getting ahead of us, though they seemed to faff a lot on their changeovers, which mostly let us overtake again), started to fall back and stay there. The Dutch never really threatened to get close to us again, and we mused on the damage that must be being done to the Italians machismo by being beaten by a bunch of girls.

Substantial blisters and a very alarming wrist "bruise"
caused by prolonged feathering rather than any
external blow. This is not my hand, by the way. 

As well as the psychological benefits of being this fast, we had the massive practical benefit of getting  to the tricky-to-navigate corner at Yvoire in semi-daylight. Wed never even been close to that before!

From there, its a three hour run in, and that WAS a tough three hours. Pain in the knee? Stop over-compressing, Helena. Back in agony as usual by this stage? Sit up and engage your abdominals.

With two hours to go, the Italians finally caught us, and slipped ahead. And for most of the final hour, as Hannah drove the rating up to nearer 26 from the 24-25 wed been maintaining up till then (it doesnt sound much more, but trust me, you DO notice), I resorted to the proven tactic of counting strokes up to 100. Again, and again. And again. The new Brit later told me that it was about 700 strokes per half hour session – shed been counting on and off for most for the day!

So many boxes ticked

We finally crossed the line after 14 hours 29 minutes at 35 seconds. Woo hoo! Its a short paddle from the finish line back to the landing stage at the club where a well-managed bunch of junior members cheer you in and then (total joy) lift your boat out for you! But it was only at this point that, in response to our urgent enquiries in our best French (frankly a minor miracle given the state we were in), we were totally sure that we were the fastest womens crew.

The ladies crew that were second definitely
won the "Pimp my Boat" competition.

Though actually, not by much. A German ladies crew finished only 11 minutes behind us, a highly impressive result given this was their first attempt at the race, and I felt faintly sorry for them that they did such a good time and still didnt win. Though not that sorry. And they had all rowed together before and were using their own boat (which they said was nice and light despite being wooden) and everything!

However, wed won, wed beaten our previous best time by 45 minutes, and wed beaten the two Dutch four-men-and-a-powerful-lady crews who are friends of our Dutch girls, and who were most gracious. The bragging rights were definitely ours, even if we didnt over-use them. Oh and the Italians came and kissed us on the cheeks (several times, of course), which I think was in admiration rather than just general Italian opportunism.

So, again?

Im allowed to ask that, OK? Its just others that I think should come up with more imaginative questions. It turned out afterwards that, whilst the race was in progress and it was clear we were doing well, Hannah and I were independently thinking that this was surely as good as it was ever going to get, and that perhaps it would be nice NOT to have to do all that training and organising every summer holidays.

From "Wow, we finished" (2006) through
"We were faster than the mixed crew" (2009), and
"We can do sub 16 hours" (2013) to this years
"Experience helps".  NB We sank after 1 hr 20 mins
in 2008, and did a shortened course in 2012.

But as one German chap said, when he was interviewed by the organisers at the cocktail party before the race this year (yet another way in which this is an event like none other), "Ask me if I enjoyed it two weeks afterwards".

And heres the rub: we were just under 29 minutes outside the record. Which was set in 2004 be a German womens crew which included a woman who had won a medal at the Olympics that year. 29 minutes. Could we?

On the other hand, for the first time this year, I bought the souvenir polo. So maybe Ive "been there, done that, got the t-shirt." and I should fill up my long-distance rowing calendar for 2015 with other events.

Winners of the "Categorie Elite Féminine", Tour du Léman a lAviron 2014.

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Boat Plans Wooden | Leopard 42

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The days flew by in Bocas del Toro. We toured the archipelago, swam, partied, played Mexican Train, and generally relaxed aboard Salida, our hosts fabulous Leopard 42 catamaran. Salida is a very large boat for a 42 footer. It is a cruising cat that I believe was originally designed for the Caribbean charter trade. The builder, Robertson and Caine of South Africa also produced an "Owners Version" as well. The difference between the two is that the charter version has four sleeping cabins and the owners version has only three, with the starboard hull devoted entirely to quarters for the owner. Salida is the latter. Here is a layout of the accommodations.

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Leopard 42 Layout

? In this view you can see that the starboard hull includes a large sleeping cabin, desk, lots of closet and storage space, and a large head with separate shower stall. The port hull is devoted to smaller cabins, each with its own head. I was impressed with the amount of living space inside the boat. On deck, the cockpit includes seating for 6 in a large and comfortable dinette as well as plenty of room to actually sail the boat. Fully covered by a fiberglass hardtop, the cockpit is an extension of the living space. In Bocas, where it is always plenty warm, we took all our meals around the outdoor dining table.  The main cabin includes a nav station, dinette and a very complete galley. Aboard Salida, there was always something delicious coming from the galley thanks to Lizs culinary skills. For a couple who lives aboard and occasionally entertains overnight guests, this boat is hard to beat. We were very comfortable aboard the Salida. It made me wish the Honcho was a bit bigger.

Salida is well set up for shorthanded cruising, with roller furling and a stackpack mainsail. Some features I especially like are the electric winches on the cabin top, the very simple and efficient dinghy davits and the stout ground tackle system. Salida is equipped with an 80 pound Rocna anchor and I was very interested to see how it performs compared with the Manson unit that we have aboard the Honcho. We anchored and weighed several times and I even snorkeled over the anchor to see exactly how it set in sand and coral. It appears to me that both anchors work well and the spade concept used by both is an improvement over plows and Deltas that are favored by many.
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Salida at Starfish Cove

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