Row, row, row

 Melbourne in Autumn is splendid for rowing. I have got in three lovely rows in the last week. And a couple more swims as well.

Sunday was the WBA sailing day at Albert Park Lake. Mostly rowing, tho I did get the sails up when a breeze came in later in the day.

It was the RSPCA million paws walk round the Lake. Poor Ozzie was nearly beside himself, with all those daschunds and poodles sacheting past. 

Absolutely gorgeous morning Monday, so Anne and I got out for a couple of hours, trying out the Skerry as a twoareen.

And this morning Kate and I rowed down into the mouth of Laverton creek and back. Really really good. I am enjoying rowing more and more, a magic exercise.

I am tossing up whether to go to the Tawe Nunnugah next year, taking the Skerry.