It’s been awhile.

Returning by train I could see the river and adjacent highway below as we entered over Philadelphia. The sight of an eight pulling upriver juxtaposed to the stream of rushing cars said it all. Time to get back on the river. There is that quote that rowing is for dreamers — the dream only belongs to those who put in the work. What’s the longest time you’ve been away from rowing (not including deepest winter when no one is out there)?