A Canadian in Search of the Emerald City

The intent and purpose of this blog is to inform my loved ones (that's you!) of my comings and goings. While I do love writing and receiving emails, sometimes it just isn't possible to correspond with each of you individually. You may call it "laziness". I call it "proper time management".

Tuesday, October 05, 2004

3rd!

Catherine wrote up a pretty good summary of what happened this weekend:

After much soul-searching and hot tea, Sunday came. The team was sore but focused, and jubilant at the prospect of not having to pick up a cone. All thoughts of pentachlorophenol were put aside as the team got down to business. The Team got off the line well, and chose an excellent course to distract and confuse the other teams. The race got ugly around the corners, and Kevin Hong bore the brunt of the full-contact fury as a plastic paddle was chopped on his hand like an axe. He nonetheless soldiered on, setting a furious pace for the crew. Three boats were neck in neck around the second corner, with plenty of colliding down the straight stretch. It was a dogfight as the boats matched stroke for stroke and axe-chop for axe-chop. Barb Karlen suffered many protests from other teams as she employed her tug-of-war skills to advance her boat. SOEH had a formidable task to keep in time and apply the necessary power, but they rose to the challenge with resolve and fortitude.
It was not yet decided as Kevin Hong sprang from the bow of the boat to run to the gong and end the event... and SOEH emerged from the grad studies corec division with a third place finish! The Team finished with a time of 10:26, the narrowest of margins behind second place's 10:24. The cheering fans went wild and the paddlers, while proud of their accomplishments, turned their thoughts to longboat 2005 and the asskicking they would then deliver...


I've got nothing else exciting to say. Trying to figure out when and how I will get home for Christmas. Thinking about visiting Michael Robb and Melissa in AB on the way back East. This would mean a train ride through the Rockies...exciting! Westjet also flies into John C Munro Airport (in Hamilton) which would save Dad a trip into the madness which is Pearson...

Looking forward to my trip to EdMONton. Apparently there will be some drinking, a rustic cabin, a snotty Quebecoise and some hiking. All good stuff. Better than studying...but I suppose I will have to squeeze in some of that too (on the plane, before Myss wakes up...)

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