On the 23rd July I flew out to Austria, just 3 days after arriving home from the French nationals. We arrived to meet my dad who had driven one of the two 6 boat trailers from Southampton to the Austrian National sailing and training institute.
As Izzy flew out the day after me I started the event preparing the boat and carrying out some repairs from damage we had sustained at the French Nationals.
Soon enough the boat was back to its fit state and Izzy arrived so we set it up for training. Training went well as we found our grove in the new conditions on the lake and, with some difficulty, found the best ways to deal with the gusts and shifts. We eventually found that sailing on the very large lake Neusieder See was more closely related to sailing on the sea than a British lake with slow oscillating wind shifts as opposed to faster less predictable shifts.
Saturday saw the GB teams measurement and the event opening ceremony. After staying up until 1am to watch the Olympics opening ceremony I have to say it was nothing of the sort. Our ceremony did show some similarities as we regained the company of Team GBR’s Callum Airle one of the seven young sports people to light the Olympic Cauldron.
The Worlds were difficult with some of the most changing results I have ever seen both on the water and on the results sheet. Racing saw boats slipping from the top 10 to the 30’s due to both the closeness of the racing and the challenging wind shifts. Whilst the results sheet saw good days, okay days and those days no one really wants to talk about. Izzy and I started well putting us in 18th after the first day, we then struggled over the next few days pushing us all the way to 33rd at the end of qualifying meaning we just scraped gold fleet.
In between qualifying and finals we had a lay day in which I went to Vienna to explore the city and it was amazing. With little time we only visited a few monuments, the large market and the fairground. The fairground was by far the most impressive with a 100m chairoplane from which you could see the whole of the city.
The next day saw a great start to the finals with 1 bad race and a 9th and 22nd, Izzy and I showed our first signs of moving back up the results sheet. Day five saw no racing putting us in 23rd with one more day to go.
The final day once again saw another long wait leading to a lot of bracelets being made out of whipping twine among the team. After about 5 hours of sitting around we were eventually released and able to get our final race in. Before the final race we had our usual quick chat with our coach who told us to follow our instincts, give it our all and give him a moment that took his breath away. Izzy and I told him that our goal was to beat a 9th as after stacking up 3 this seemed to be our sticking point. The race was hot, challenging and very tactical but eventually we crossed the line in 6th, we were all ecstatic.
We finished the Worlds in 18th leaving us 2nd British Girls.
See the full results here