So yes bumps. That involves rowing! The title of my blog is no longer misguided and slightly ironic! Woo! :D It's been two years since I've rowed on the Cam, give or take a couple of head races and it was nice(ish) to be back. For one, we only suffered c. 3 swan attacks. Hurrah!
1) We row past him. He attempts to bite seven's blade/our cox. (This once led to a hilarious over the head crab from our seven girl as she attempted to pull in her blade while rowing.)
2) Once clear he sits around a bit then takes flight (in that rather loud honky way that swans do) and dive bombs our cox. Rather funny if this happens to any other boat (especially if it's full of squeal-y girls) but 15kg of irate swan intent on your death flying full pelt towards you is not very pleasant.
Apart from unnecessarily aggressive aquatic life, one of the other mysteries of the Cam is why the fuck lower boat men (it is mainly them) think it's a good idea to row around topless.
1) Poor quality of rowing
2) General weediness
3) WHITE PASTY (then horrendously sunburnt) FLESH
that means I don't find this spectacle particularly appealing. Reason (1) is surprisingly important - you look much more of a douche while being an exhibitionist if you're doing said activity appallingly badly.
I seem to remember Magdalene M2 being particularly guilty of this.
Oh god the horror.
Therefore for future reference I have created the following instructive flow charts:
That said, when my eyes weren't being burnt out my head by WHITE PASTY FLESH, my term on the Cam was actually really good fun. I mean, they start bumps races with cannons. As in fucking CANNONS :D :D
|Fucking cannons! (Pinched from the First and Third website)|
Oddly enough, my favourite photo of me + bumps is this gem:
|By Martin Buttress. Lots of good bumps photos here.|
Georgie (7): "Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck!"
Me (6) "YOU'LL NEVER TAKE ME ALIVE YOU BASTARDS!!!!!!!!!!"
Rage face indeed!
I am pleased to reveal that Downing scratched their (bloody fit IMO) black Filipi on our 7 rigger. Such is bumps.
|Obligatory Downing Headship photo. Nicely done guys. (CCRC)|
|"Oh shit, it's meant to be parallel to the bank isn't it? Fuck." (CCRC again)|
Award for the best lycra goes to Girton. I respect you guys.
Second place goes to Churchill for their monstrosity in hot pink :-)
|Rather creepily lifted from their website. I couldn't find a rowing one that did this one piece justice :D|
So yes, that was Bumps. Only other non-boring news is that I have a PhD place for next year in The 'Bridge (which is double-y good as I had no plan B whatsoever...) The obvious course of action upon finding out this knowledge was to buy a MSci gown and make swish noises while wearing it. BECAUSE I CAN :-)
So pointless, but SO VERY GOOD :-)
In true May week style, I also saw a piano-attached-to-a-punt nearly crash into a bridge. Then we threw dry ice into the Cam and watched the resulting weird smoke stuff engulf several (non orchestra-carrying) punts. Then I wore a blazer and drunk Pimms and danced a bit and fell over a few times. Cambridge is fucking ace.