March and early April in New England are the equivalent to the third 500 of any 2k—that section of the race we rowers lovingly deem “no-man’s land.” Why? For one, it’s often brutal outside. And in many spots, it becomes a waiting game for the ice to melt so you can finally take some strokes in a boat after a long season hammering it out on the rowing machine.
Thousands of post-college rowers in their 20s are still physically capable, still competitive, and still interested in racing—if only a compelling structure existed.
The South's largest head race returns to Chattanooga, Tenn. for the 23rd time, having moved from Atlanta to Lake Lanier to Ross Landing, growing every time.
Featuring a dinner to honor Kris Korzeniowski, the convention gets the rowing community back to meeting in person to discuss current issues, develop community, and make connections at The Logan Hotel (formerly the Four Seasons) in Philadelphia.
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