Although I have never rowed, the sport of rowing has been in and out of my life since childhood. Growing up, we lived in Baltimore, MD in the heart of lacrosse country where no one had heard of crew. Nonetheless, my father’s 1938 championship Henley oar was proudly displayed in our living room, its blade inscribed his boat mates’ names.
Later, I was vaguely aware that the girl I married had been a coxswain in college, but subsequently learned she was one of her college crew program’s “Founding Mothers”. Both of our kids also rowed in high school and college.
In thinking about it, I am not sure if photographing so many regattas is what stoked my interest in crew; or the desire to have pictures of my kids rowing was what stoked my passion for photography. Either way, I have photographed a lot of crew races over the past 10 years.