Don’t you hate those write-off weekends that you have to spend sitting around in meetings for some club or another?
Well this was one of this weekends … the Annual General Meeting of the Tasmanian Sea Canoeing Club and as both the outgoing and incoming Commodore I kind of had to attend (damn, I just realised that means I have to attend next year as well).
So whilst the rest of you were enjoying your weekends, I had to spend two days of sitting around in team building sessions …
Doing some over the horizon planning …
Helping club members navigate their way through the reefs and pitfalls that we all face …
Do notice there is a paddler inside all that white stuff … |
Notice the strange bow wave on the left hand side of the screen … |
Reflecting on goals achieved (Hippolyte Rocks … 2 nautical miles offshore) …
Engaging with key stakeholders (in this case Mike being chased by a curious seal) …
A bit of shop talk …
Testing out the oppositions equipment (also notice the pedal bike out with the other kayakers) …
Catching up over afternoon tea with people we haven’t seen for awhile …
Checking in to our nights accommodation …
On the second day there were more team building exercises … helmets required.
But I guess at the end of it the important thing is that despite a ‘wasted’ weekend of work, work, work … we did come together as a club …
and reached our goals …
Here’s to another great year ahead …
Oh … and to the fact that sometimes ‘the boys club’ pays the price for their antics … in this case a 13km/hr full on ram into the cliffs after being picked up by a big wave over a little kelp bed …
I had done almost exactly the same thing just moments before …
Time to go home and get some rest and relaxation after two days of hard work …