It's good to know that even men who've been working on their erg faces since day one still get the same enjoyment out of it as the rest of us.

Rowing!

First and foremost, here's Mike Farry.

And here's Mike Farry celebrating.

And here's Mike Farry with his hammer and his adoring fan.

Lily battled Michelle Lazorchak, and ended up with her second CRASH-B's silver medal.

Wisconsin's James Letten crushed the competition in the open race.

Though funnily enough, Graham Benton actually had the fastest time of the day, by 1.1 seconds in the 40-49 Masters(!!!).

And the Charles says, enough with the erging already.

Congratulations, Lauren and John!

First dance

Cake

Human pyramid?

Wheelchair dance???

Rocking out.

John even did a stage dive. Not sure if Lauren is trying to provide an extra measure of safety or wants nothing to do with this.

Groomsmen represented.

Mr and Mrs Batman.

Give yourselves a hand, that was a good time.

View from the venue.

Don't worry, Jefe was not hurt during this photobomb.

Rainbows and Volcanoes on the Big Island.

Let's get serious.

The basin in it's proper, liquid form.

Men at work.

Winter, receding.

Steve, lifting on Saturday.

Other side of Eliot, after sunset.

Lily, at the end of a typical long RBC HPG Saturday. Sleep erging is a valuable skill when your practice lasts about 6 hours.

Eliot getting hit by the rays of the setting sun.

Told Tobin to look mean. Job done.

Cleaning up the upstairs office, looked out of the window, and saw this guy in the distance. Told Alexis to grab my camera from downstairs, and we went to the roof. Eagle starts circling pretty far away. Alexis starts waving her arms and yelling "free mice over here". Eagle flies directly overhead.

Radcliffe in the snow early last spring.

Subtle. I like it.

It's Tech Thursday! Coach K and ETW, last May.

Ominous.

How long before these oars will touch Charles River water again?

Moody skies across the street.

Greg heading to the HOCR starting line.

From a snowier time about a week and a half ago. I am over this weather stuff.

Black Death chasing 87 Gold. Or British Rowing media chasing Row2k. You decide.

Enough of the white stuff already!

Happy Valentine's day!

Browsing through the archives, back to the battle between Sam Loch and Angel Fournier Rodriguez. Loch took an early lead, but Rodriguez's lethal second thousand won the day.

That left turkey definitely got some hops.

In case the CRASH-Bs volunteers need some hints on assembly. Or because I was really bored.

More from Thursday's sunrise spectacular.

MIT's Pierce Boathouse at dawn. It might be a little long in the tooth, but you really can't beat the location at the 1500 meter mark of the 2k race course, and with the Boston skyline in the background. (And I hear they are working on the long-in-the-tooth part).

Two minutes of clouds racing across the skyline, all in one exposure.

It's snowing outside. I could post photos of erging. But I'd rather provide some hope.

Perfect camo.