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Caloundra Diary #3
Gail Miles |
If a picture is worth a thousand words
John Whalen has already said it all!
Wow! What a weekend! A fitting conclusion
to a wonderful week.
To carry on and conclude the journal from Caloundra, I'll
report on Sunday's activities. Anytime for sightseeing or
shopping was over (well, there were those fabulous opals
for sale on site but I settled for some cards and $10 shorts.)
We took the bus at 8:00 am and were whisked off once again
to the magnificently designed race venue at Kawana Lake.
Sunday featured the Sandy Smith Global race to
honour her role as the first global liason for Abreast In
A Boat - a role that helped countless teams to become established
worldwide. The race was run with mixed crews comprised of
members from all the participating crews. This was followed
by the "Flowers on the Water"
ceremony, staged in a most dramatic way. The dragon boats
all rafted together across the lake, perhaps 100 metres
away and the outside paddlers brought the flotilla toward
the crowd, stopping just offshore for the ceremony. It was
extremely moving as the music played, the minute of silence
was observed and flowers were tossed. The lake surface was
dappled with roses, carnations, gerbera daisies and thousands
of rose petals. A little extra delight for me, standing
in the cool shore water, was the simultaneous jump of 10
silver fish among the petals. The feeling of some spirits
flashing before me was almost eerie.
Back to the races....All the AIAB crews made an excellent
showing. Unfortunately I'm now separated from my manager
and her pages of statistics but I know we all did well and
it was great to see the wild demonstration of support among
the crews - loud cheering during the races and hugs at the
end. I can't resist reporting the Cove's placement - 4th
in the top tier finals and that by just a fraction of a
second. The first three crews were all from Australia but
we placed first over the rest of the world's 70 crews there.
Farewell speeches were made form the stage at Lake Kawana,
drowned out somewhat by the raucous celebrants in the adjoining
beer garden. Identical participant's medals were handed
out to all crews. A nice egalitarian touch. We downed our
Aussie beer or wine, got on the bus and returned to the
hotel. The crews gathered for their own celebrations that
evening still riding on an absolute high from this amazing,
amazing experience.
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