We paddled down the Thames countless times, day time or night time, we would go with the tide marvelling at how wide, fast, and exciting...

So here we were, about eighty kilometres from the finish or starting line, in Arklow, sleeping on the floor of the Rowing Club. The last...

We were on a mission to cover distance and distance again. So far so good, but ahead of us was the Hook Head, not the most fearful of...