I’d like you to picture this… a man walking slowly, yet purposefully toward you; on his naked and muscular shoulders an OC2 is perched. No assistance is offered to the athletic figure, and none is requested. He comes closer now and into focus in the dawning sun, he’s finished a solid training session; muscles are pumped, and sweat beads down his tanned skin. One might think it is the aquatic version of the Marlboro man – a paddle instead of a cigarette. Now even closer a stranger would easily take him for a rugged man’s man, one perhaps not to cross or make a smart remark to for fear of inciting his anger. Who is this man? Who is this paddler? Now directly in front of you, you realise that this man, long dishevelled hair and beard, is carrying a pink canoe!? Yes pink! Powerfully, he places it down next to a dragon boat – a pink pink dragon boat. Aparently it’s the new cross training craft for the club. He stands back and admires the colour of the two craft in the morning sunshine; a grin of satisfaction spreads across his face. Others paddlers now overhear his inquiry of the new club uniforms. “Were they available in ‘Nipple Pink’?” he asks. How can this be? Isn’t it true that real men never wear pink? Why is this rugged, manly paddler obsessed with pink??
See below the new dragon boat and recently purchased OC2. The dragon boat will be used for club members cross training and corporate/team building days.

