Raise a glass
Climb with us now aboard the bus we chartered to safely transport our rowing team to and from a winery in the hills of northwest Italy. Plus a side-trip to a castle to visit the local nobility.
We’re at the World Masters Games in Torino, and it’s the evening of our last day of competition. In the morning all of us will scatter.
Forgive us then if anyone pictured in the slide show posted at the bottom of this dispatch appears abnormally happy.
It’s not the wine so much as the pleasure of our own company. That and a certain pride in having finally crossed the finish line of several 16-hour days and rowing hard and well for a week.
Rowing with Ulysses 