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Bonus underwater rugby session

Tuesday, May 27th, 2008 at 11:19 am Written by:


The morning ride from Copenhagen to Lyngby was very wet and too fast. I was on Peter’s good bike — the one which had been kept in the store-room for the last three years until we hack-sawed through the spoke lock — rather than the cheap Chinese super-market bought folding bike that had been rescued from the store the day before because it wasn’t locked, so I didn’t have a good excuse for falling so far behind.

It rained heavily all day. In the afternoon a 5-axis machining expert came round to give us the tour of the capabilities of hypermill, delcam, and moduleworks, and it all looked completely straightforward to replicate and improve on from where we stood in relation to our software — which means there’s probably some pitfall on the development path we don’t know about yet. As the Danish say, we don’t know where the dead dog is buried. They also tell you that you can’t blow air and have flour in your mouth.

I got away at 6pm after the rain had stopped and cycled all the way south across Copenhagen where Pelle, one of the players from last Thursday’s game, had invited me dinner before today’s session of underwater rugby. I was late to get there, then stuffed myself on four very large spring rolls and rice, and then we cycled together to the pool. I was assured that the advice against doing violent excercise in the water immediately after a meal was out of date.

The pool was a bit shallower than the one before, and there was only one woman out of the twelve of us. Consequently, the game seemed more violent than before. The bigger guys are harder to tackle because you can’t get your arms halfway around their circumference to hold them down. Surprisingly, I never got kicked in the face, though I did get a nasty muscle cramp in both my legs at the same time. It was a good game. I wish it was played in England instead of underwater hockey all the time.

I had time to eat dessert afterwards when Pelle told me a story from his period in Greenland when an english couple showed up to tow a cycle rickshaw across the ice-cap and left it behind on the glacier. This sounded ridiculous. But some diligent searching on the internet produced a corroboration on this page:

In the summer of 2002 I resumed the journey, heading further north to Aberdeen and then on to the Faroe Islands, Iceland, and Greenland, where “mush mush”, huskies will became involved. Things did not go well on the first attempt to cross the Greenland Icecap and We turned back leaving the rickshaw on the icecap. The following spring, We attempted to re-locate it but there was no trace. Later that year with metal detectors and a glaciologist, we made a second foray up there but without result. At this point I officially declared it lost. This summer I am off to Madras to get a replacement rickshaw and have it shipped to Greenland. After much heart ache, I realize I cannot stop now!

The whole project, (photos here) is about establishing a Cyclerickshawallah Day and giving petrol (or electric) motors to the cyclerickshaws so that the drivers don’t die so young. The health implications of the job are not mentioned on the wikipedia cyclerickshaw page. If they are true, it should be reported there, with links to the medical papers.

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