Well one week on from our departure and we have made the far side of Abingdon, ready for the final push tomorrow, where we hope to cross the finishing line (so to speak). Spirits are generally high, if not a little achy, as the end sight gets ever closer and the sense of what we have achieved sinks in. To some i'm sure the concept of Rowing 97 miles may not seem alot, but those who know us will know our rowing history is sketchy to say the least. Some people even said at the start that we had no chance of making it, and whilst i know we are yet to finish, and thus without wanting to be overly complacent I feel they may be required to eat their own words.
So with tomorrow we hope to complete the last 8 miles of our task (our average has been 10/11 miles a day so far). This will see us in fact reach Oxford one day ahead of schedule, and indeed the book.
So despite a slightly sore wrist i actually am looking forward until tomorrow and the sight of Folly Bridge.
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