Dadventures: Amazing Outdoor Adventures for Daring Dads and Fearless Kids
Dadventures: Amazing Outdoor Adventures for Daring Dads and Fearless Kids
Alex Gregory
The ultimate family activity guide for busy daring dads in need of a little inspiration to spend quality time with their kids, by double Olympic gold medallist rower, adventurer and father of three, Alex Gregory.‘Time is the one resource we can’t buy but we all want. It’s so important to make the most of the time we have and create lasting memories.’For a parent, leaving the house can sometimes be the hardest part. But outside is where adventures and memories are waiting to be made… From after-school adventures to an overnight trip, double Olympic gold medallist rower and father-of-three Alex Gregory shares exciting ideas for enjoying time together as a family, in all seasons. Whether you have 30 minutes to do homework up a tree, or a whole day to build an ancient bridge, you can delve in together and be inspired by this practical, easy guide for all ages. Divided into categories to fit whatever time slots work within the day, the book contains chapters such as After-School Adventures, 30-Minute Activities, Two-Hour Missions, Half-Day Experiences, Full-Day Adventures, Overnight Expeditions and Pushing Away from Land.No matter how much time you have, make it count with ‘Dadventures’ – the ultimate guide to ditching the routine and having fun with your kids.
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Copyright (#u7f6d337c-93fe-577f-a3db-542937e120eb)
HarperCollinsPublishers
1 London Bridge Street
London SE1 9GF
www.harpercollins.co.uk (http://www.harpercollins.co.uk)
First published by HarperCollinsPublishers 2018
FIRST EDITION
© Alex Gregory 2018
Illustrations © Alex Gregory, unless otherwise stated
Cover design by Sim Greenaway © HarperCollinsPublishers Ltd 2018
Cover illustration © Eiko Ojala 2018
A catalogue record of this book is available from the British Library
Alex Gregory asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work
While every effort has been made to trace the owners of copyright material reproduced herein and secure permissions, the publishers would like to apologise for any omissions and will be pleased to incorporate missing acknowledgements in any future edition of this book. All efforts have been made to ensure the accuracy of the information contained in this book as of the date of publication. These activities should be approached with caution and children should always be supervised by a responsible adult. If you follow any of the activities in this book you do so at your own risk, and the publisher and the author disclaim all responsibility for any harm that occurs as a result of undertaking the activities suggested in this book.
All rights reserved under International and Pan-American Copyright Conventions. By payment of the required fees, you have been granted the nonexclusive, non-transferable right to access and read the text of this e-book on screen. No part of this text may be reproduced, transmitted, downloaded, decompiled, reverse engineered, or stored in or introduced into any information storage retrieval system, in any form or by any means, whether electronic or mechanical, now known or hereinafter invented, without the express written permission of HarperCollins e-books.
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Source ISBN: 9780008283704
Ebook Edition © May 2018 ISBN: 9780008283711
Version: 2018-04-27
Dedication (#u7f6d337c-93fe-577f-a3db-542937e120eb)
To my parents and grandparents, who showed me the value of being outdoors.
For my children, Jasper, Daisy and Jesse. Here’s to making many more happy memories together under the big blue sky.
Contents
Cover (#u6950e469-5d02-5131-802d-8e4ca24d0553)
Title Page (#u376f1ea9-6da0-5856-8260-d9508d6775ab)
Copyright (#uc0d08b2e-f073-59a7-966a-0ad1f1bb496a)
Dedication (#u3c4e84b9-accb-552f-90b4-ce83961d3c14)
Note (#ud4c9eb04-eb43-54cb-820b-54c837381899)
Key to Icons (#u4dfb0df5-d5f7-547f-8c42-00203e5cfc5a)
Introduction (#ubc1ad4b4-306e-56df-b4d9-afdc259fc694)
After-school adventures (#u3c535d2b-94e0-5a72-a1de-867ad1ee6f80)
30-minute activities (#u4edbf422-ed41-5325-8fd2-f4fa4a3caf99)
Two-hour missions (#u5227300b-0733-56eb-850e-d10681828b18)
Half-day experiences (#ud55e0b75-6a81-5bca-a0ae-3514e41cb6b0)
Take a break (#u50701663-1a12-5b56-bf10-204523406752)
Full-day adventures (#ubc936747-039a-55a3-9aea-f38bb5e77498)
Overnight expeditions (#uf2fa7524-323e-5dce-a34c-7719eafaf843)
Pushing away from land (#ucf831e63-b694-58f9-b1d7-4e9e58973f5c)
Afterword (#uc155d720-8d89-5dd9-bf18-9920202f0489)
Acknowledgements (#ucaa6e9d0-6728-57dc-b98b-2c122807153a)
Index of activities (#uc704a30d-d225-5de5-8599-050d97ff8208)
About the Author (#u3716d6fb-7e1e-5a2c-af46-d3ac60f6f8b0)
About the Publisher (#u9f951344-66c4-59a8-9f11-7fc49b90ccbc)
Note (#u7f6d337c-93fe-577f-a3db-542937e120eb)
In descriptions of the activities in this book I’ve generally assumed that you have one child of a particular age. You might, of course, have a number of children of a varying range of ages. Each activity can easily be tailored to fit the needs of multiple children of any age.
Key to Icons (#u7f6d337c-93fe-577f-a3db-542937e120eb)
Best in dry conditions
Can be done in bad weather
Best during the day
Can be done at night
Simple, no preparation needed
For the more adventurous
Can be done in the garden/close to home
Involves wildlife
Gadgets required
Involves water
Introduction (#u7f6d337c-93fe-577f-a3db-542937e120eb)
‘You can’t keep a toad under your bed, it wouldn’t be happy! Toads like living in the garden!’
A toad, by Jasper.
These could so easily have been my mum’s words echoing around our house as a seven-year-old me tried to smuggle a creature into my room. But in reality this was a snatch of conversation I heard in the upstairs of our home as my partner Emily tried to persuade our son Jasper to put the toad he’d brought into his bedroom, back outside into the front garden. Frogs and toads seem to be plentiful in the small garden of our rented cottage, and they’ve provided us with some exciting evening adventures. A few years ago, in our last house, it was hedgehogs – and before that, well, there’s always something to do outdoors …
There are five of us in the house – two adults and three children – but a whole host of other creatures seem to have joined our menagerie along the way. Emily is the one who keeps us all going. She feeds us all, looks after us and stops our lives from grinding to a screeching halt.
We first met at university many years ago. As I was going into our housing block from early rowing-training sessions on the river, she’d be returning home from a night out with friends, living a far more typical university lifestyle than me. We’d stop and chat, and soon discovered that we got on very well. We enjoyed each other’s company, and I found I wanted to spend more time with her than in a boat on the river. That was something new … and something that I couldn’t ignore. We happily started to spend the rare free time we had together getting to know each other, understanding each other, and sharing dreams and future aspirations. Emily was incredibly patient. I was pursuing a seemingly impossible dream, meaning my free time was limited to almost nothing. This meant that very quickly in our relationship we recognised the value of quality time. My days were spent out on rivers, lakes or in the gym, essentially working a full-time job while at university. I didn’t drink, I didn’t socialise that much, I made as many lectures as I possibly could, but my life was focused on one specific thing: the Olympics.
I tried and I failed. Year after year I spent seven days a week, three times a day training, only to fall at the last hurdle. For so many different reasons I wasn’t reaching my potential and was coming up well short of my goals. But I never gave up. When everyone disappeared off home for the university holidays, I remained, the only person in the block. Waking up that first morning was like a scene from a disaster movie in which everyone except me had disappeared. Emily had returned home to her family on the Isle of Wight, but I could never go back to my family home or go and visit hers because of training or racing. Thankfully, for me, Emily was prepared to stick with me as I pursued my sporting career on lakes and rivers in far-flung places around the world.
As time went by, we both graduated. Emily followed a career in teaching while I continued to battle it out for Olympic selection. We rented a tiny cottage in the centre of Henley-on-Thames and settled down, moving forward with our lives. Emily became an excellent primary-school teacher in a tough school on the outskirts of Reading, but things weren’t going so well for me and my sporting career was on the ropes. In a world in which performance is everything I was certainly falling short, so it was with a great deal of luck that I was selected to travel with the 2008 Olympic rowing team to Beijing as reserve.
It seemed to be a bittersweet ending to my career, because after this trip I had decided to walk away from the sport for ever, as I was obviously not cut out for life as a successful Olympic rower. But it was there, sitting on the sidelines in China, that everything changed for me as an athlete – and for us as a couple. I returned home from China with renewed motivation and vigour, and set myself new goals, new challenges. I wasn’t giving up just yet.
We weren’t quite expecting what life had in store for us, as a few brief months after my trip as Olympic reserve we discovered we were going to have our first child.
It was a shock – a big shock – and not exactly in my grand plan. I had just found myself on a new path, and for the first time I was starting to excel in the sport I’d so nearly given up. There was a great deal of pressure on me to perform and I was only just beginning to do that, moving up the ranks within the team and reaching the position I’d need to be in to start competing for medals on the world stage. Life had taken an unexpected turn, and although I felt incredibly unsure about what it might entail, Emily remained strong and positive, matter of fact and excited about the future.
It was always going to happen at some point. We had talked about having children and starting family life together, but I never imagined it would be this soon and at our age. I was really worried about other people’s reaction to our news, particularly my coach, Jürgen Gröbler, who demanded complete commitment and the very top level of performance on a consistent, daily basis. Would he think I was being unprofessional and not committed to my sport? My place in the GB rowing team felt under threat.
It took me six months to summon up the nerve to tell him, during which time I had further cemented my position as a valuable member of the squad and things had been going very well. I anxiously sat down and told him our news, shaking at the prospect of saying goodbye to nine years of commitment to rowing. To my utter surprise, astonishment and relief, Jürgen was happy and excited – even joyful – for us.
‘Oh, Alex, zat is fantastic news,’ he said in his strong German accent, eyes shining with genuine delight. ‘I am so happy for you as a young family.’
The weight of the world was lifted off my shoulders. Jürgen had no idea what that meeting was like for me and how much his support at that moment meant. A month after I became world champion for the first time, our first child was born.
It was during Jasper’s birth that I had to miss a day of training. I remember feeling terribly uncomfortable with this, despite having a fairly sound excuse. Emily was having a traumatic labour and the birth was far from easy. Seventy-two hours, a breakneck journey in an ambulance at 2 a.m., a whole load of screaming (mainly from me) and two hospitals later, Jasper was pulled out through emergency C-section.
Having been on a rollercoaster of emotion and not slept for days, I left my little family in the hospital and rocked up at the lake early in the morning acting as though everything was OK. I was an emotional wreck, relieved, happy, so tired but pumped full of adrenalin. My overriding wish, however, was to show that whatever was going on at home wasn’t affecting my performance on the water or in the gym. I was back into training as normal, falling asleep behind the oar but exerting myself like my life depended on it. Your place in the British rowing team is never secure, so I didn’t want to lose the position I was in after all those years of struggle. I spent the next eight months sleeping on our six-foot-long sofa (I’m six foot six) to try to limit the broken sleep while Emily dealt with the baby upstairs.
Daisy Delilah, our second child, came into the world four years later in 2013, when I was away racing at the World Championships in South Korea. There was, regretfully, no popping home for the birth, so I left Emily and went off to race for Great Britain with my teammates. In the middle of the night before our first race I was awoken by Emily’s mum on the phone, telling me we had a beautiful baby girl and that this time everything had gone very smoothly. I remember standing in my underpants in the hotel corridor, a tear in my eye, feeling so far away from my family.
The next morning, I wasn’t sure whether to tell my team mates, who were preparing to compete in the first race of the World Championships. It was a serious time for us, with twelve months of training behind us, and we needed to get it right. I didn’t want to distract anyone with unnecessary news, news that not everyone might want to hear or even care about. Rowing is a team sport in body and mind, and small distractions can have big effects on a whole crew. Somehow word got out over breakfast and everyone was supportive. I was so relieved and felt, strangely, that it took the pressure off us as a crew. We could now concentrate on the racing ahead.
I finally met my daughter when she was ten days old after a horrendously slow journey home from South Korea. Bursting through the door on a late summer’s afternoon, tired and bedraggled from the long journey, my heart was pounding – I was so excited. To my amazement everyone was asleep. Jasper sprawled out at one end of the sofa in the way only four year olds can, Emily curled up at the other end, desperately trying to catch up on ten days with very little sleep. There on the floor, wrapped up in a white blanket in a tiny basket, was my daughter, red faced and utterly content. It wasn’t exactly the reception I’d been hoping for, but it really was quite emotional.
I still felt detached, however. It wasn’t for another week after returning, when giving tiny Daisy a bath and she looked up into my eyes, that I felt the connection. With Jasper I’d been there every step of that painful (for Emily) way, and my child felt like mine. I’d missed that initial connection with Daisy – it was very strange as everyone in our extended family had met her before me. When the connection did finally arrive, I knew it was strong. Daisy is my daughter and I love her more than it’s possible to explain.
Jesse Bear, our third child, was born while I was on a training camp in South Africa. The timing was a little unlucky, as he was booked in to arrive via C-section when I was home but he decided to make a break for it three days early. Of course, there wasn’t much we could do about it. When Jesse was taking his very first tiny breaths of cool, fresh air, I was gasping for any air on a rowing machine in the sweatbox of our hotel gym with 25 other men. When I had requested to delay my training session so that I could wait by the phone to hear the news, Jürgen Gröbler replied, ‘Alex, zere is nothing you can do. But maybe it will make you row faster?’
So that was that. The moment passed in an extremely undignified fashion – me, eight thousand miles away, dressed in Lycra, dripping with sweat. We now had three children.
Time is the one resource we can’t buy but we all want. The appreciation of time is never more apparent than when bringing up children, as you can see it disappearing before your eyes – the changes a baby goes through, the clothes they quickly grow out of, the foods they learn to eat and the words they start to say. Everything in a child’s life changes fast, and as a parent it’s all too easy to miss these transformations. Blink – and they’re gone. Over the course of my sporting life I’ve learnt how important the moments are that we have together as a family. From missing two of the three births, to never having a weekend away together, it was always so important to make the most of the short time we had and try to create lasting memories. Rowing certainly isn’t a sport that pays well, so we were always limited by what we were able to afford to do. But in turn this forced us to become creative.
The most surprising change for me on becoming a parent was the improvement in my mental well-being. My own misconception was that having children would distract and take focus away from my sporting aspirations. What’s more, I believed the physical effort of having children would hamper my performance in one of the world’s most demanding and relentless training regimes. In all honesty the opposite was true. I believe having children altered my perspective, redressed the balance and without question improved my performance. I could see this almost immediately – and it continued until the end of my career as a sportsman. I’m not saying it was easy – it certainly wasn’t – but both parts of my life were mutually supportive and beneficial. Through making the most of our limited time together, I became a better parent. Consequently, I could do my job more effectively, with improved and more consistent results.
As a parent it’s all too easy to flick on the TV and find something there that appeals to our children. In our house we’re all addicted to screens in some way. It’s easy to flick a switch, then hear the decibel level in the house go down and the arguing stop (until the TV’s turned off, when somehow little people become even grumpier!). I find it seriously hard to imagine how parenting was possible before TV and the internet.
We’ve found it’s important to balance out this screen time with something that embeds valuable, lasting memories in the souls of our children. Of course we must embrace technology for our children’s sake – they need to be able to navigate the connected world, and I’m certainly not advocating total technology rejection – but there is more we can do to help create happy, healthy children and adults. Lasting memories can easily be made for very little or no cost other than time and just a bit of thought and effort.
Dadventures is a book for families. It’s a book for mums, dads, grandparents, uncles and aunts. It’s a signpost for people who want to be shown how easily long-lasting memories can be made. In no way is it a definitive, encyclopaedic guide. It’s simply a starting point, a foundation upon which anyone can build their very own skills, thoughts and ideas, and develop their imagination outdoors.
Not everyone will want to do everything in this book. That’s OK – the idea is to pick and choose, start something and move on to the next, or alter it to meet different situations and requirements. Everything in this book we’ve done as a family, and the experiences described are all true. Some activities we do regularly because we love them and we know that time spent doing these things is not time wasted.
My family, by Daisy. We all have big belly buttons and very long toes!
Let’s be honest, though. Not everything is always going to go right; the unpredictability of children means having to adapt, walk away, stop completely or start something again. This challenges us adults as much as it does the children, but that’s all part of the benefits of making these memories outdoors. Some of our strongest and funniest recollections of the times we’ve had together are when something didn’t go right, like the time Jesse fell in the only puddle in a five-mile radius, became instantly soaked to the skin and screamed until he was sick. At the time it felt like a disaster, but now we sit around the dinner table and laugh about that together – and will continue to do so for many years to come.
The possibilities are limitless out there, and it’s often the first step outside the front door that is the hardest. What children want is time together, any time. Nothing has to be perfect for it to be memorable. I hope you enjoy … Happy memory-making!
Alex, Emily, Jasper, Daisy and Jesse
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Alex Gregory
The ultimate family activity guide for busy daring dads in need of a little inspiration to spend quality time with their kids, by double Olympic gold medallist rower, adventurer and father of three, Alex Gregory.‘Time is the one resource we can’t buy but we all want. It’s so important to make the most of the time we have and create lasting memories.’For a parent, leaving the house can sometimes be the hardest part. But outside is where adventures and memories are waiting to be made… From after-school adventures to an overnight trip, double Olympic gold medallist rower and father-of-three Alex Gregory shares exciting ideas for enjoying time together as a family, in all seasons. Whether you have 30 minutes to do homework up a tree, or a whole day to build an ancient bridge, you can delve in together and be inspired by this practical, easy guide for all ages. Divided into categories to fit whatever time slots work within the day, the book contains chapters such as After-School Adventures, 30-Minute Activities, Two-Hour Missions, Half-Day Experiences, Full-Day Adventures, Overnight Expeditions and Pushing Away from Land.No matter how much time you have, make it count with ‘Dadventures’ – the ultimate guide to ditching the routine and having fun with your kids.
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Copyright (#u7f6d337c-93fe-577f-a3db-542937e120eb)
HarperCollinsPublishers
1 London Bridge Street
London SE1 9GF
www.harpercollins.co.uk (http://www.harpercollins.co.uk)
First published by HarperCollinsPublishers 2018
FIRST EDITION
© Alex Gregory 2018
Illustrations © Alex Gregory, unless otherwise stated
Cover design by Sim Greenaway © HarperCollinsPublishers Ltd 2018
Cover illustration © Eiko Ojala 2018
A catalogue record of this book is available from the British Library
Alex Gregory asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work
While every effort has been made to trace the owners of copyright material reproduced herein and secure permissions, the publishers would like to apologise for any omissions and will be pleased to incorporate missing acknowledgements in any future edition of this book. All efforts have been made to ensure the accuracy of the information contained in this book as of the date of publication. These activities should be approached with caution and children should always be supervised by a responsible adult. If you follow any of the activities in this book you do so at your own risk, and the publisher and the author disclaim all responsibility for any harm that occurs as a result of undertaking the activities suggested in this book.
All rights reserved under International and Pan-American Copyright Conventions. By payment of the required fees, you have been granted the nonexclusive, non-transferable right to access and read the text of this e-book on screen. No part of this text may be reproduced, transmitted, downloaded, decompiled, reverse engineered, or stored in or introduced into any information storage retrieval system, in any form or by any means, whether electronic or mechanical, now known or hereinafter invented, without the express written permission of HarperCollins e-books.
Find out about HarperCollins and the environment at
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Source ISBN: 9780008283704
Ebook Edition © May 2018 ISBN: 9780008283711
Version: 2018-04-27
Dedication (#u7f6d337c-93fe-577f-a3db-542937e120eb)
To my parents and grandparents, who showed me the value of being outdoors.
For my children, Jasper, Daisy and Jesse. Here’s to making many more happy memories together under the big blue sky.
Contents
Cover (#u6950e469-5d02-5131-802d-8e4ca24d0553)
Title Page (#u376f1ea9-6da0-5856-8260-d9508d6775ab)
Copyright (#uc0d08b2e-f073-59a7-966a-0ad1f1bb496a)
Dedication (#u3c4e84b9-accb-552f-90b4-ce83961d3c14)
Note (#ud4c9eb04-eb43-54cb-820b-54c837381899)
Key to Icons (#u4dfb0df5-d5f7-547f-8c42-00203e5cfc5a)
Introduction (#ubc1ad4b4-306e-56df-b4d9-afdc259fc694)
After-school adventures (#u3c535d2b-94e0-5a72-a1de-867ad1ee6f80)
30-minute activities (#u4edbf422-ed41-5325-8fd2-f4fa4a3caf99)
Two-hour missions (#u5227300b-0733-56eb-850e-d10681828b18)
Half-day experiences (#ud55e0b75-6a81-5bca-a0ae-3514e41cb6b0)
Take a break (#u50701663-1a12-5b56-bf10-204523406752)
Full-day adventures (#ubc936747-039a-55a3-9aea-f38bb5e77498)
Overnight expeditions (#uf2fa7524-323e-5dce-a34c-7719eafaf843)
Pushing away from land (#ucf831e63-b694-58f9-b1d7-4e9e58973f5c)
Afterword (#uc155d720-8d89-5dd9-bf18-9920202f0489)
Acknowledgements (#ucaa6e9d0-6728-57dc-b98b-2c122807153a)
Index of activities (#uc704a30d-d225-5de5-8599-050d97ff8208)
About the Author (#u3716d6fb-7e1e-5a2c-af46-d3ac60f6f8b0)
About the Publisher (#u9f951344-66c4-59a8-9f11-7fc49b90ccbc)
Note (#u7f6d337c-93fe-577f-a3db-542937e120eb)
In descriptions of the activities in this book I’ve generally assumed that you have one child of a particular age. You might, of course, have a number of children of a varying range of ages. Each activity can easily be tailored to fit the needs of multiple children of any age.
Key to Icons (#u7f6d337c-93fe-577f-a3db-542937e120eb)
Best in dry conditions
Can be done in bad weather
Best during the day
Can be done at night
Simple, no preparation needed
For the more adventurous
Can be done in the garden/close to home
Involves wildlife
Gadgets required
Involves water
Introduction (#u7f6d337c-93fe-577f-a3db-542937e120eb)
‘You can’t keep a toad under your bed, it wouldn’t be happy! Toads like living in the garden!’
A toad, by Jasper.
These could so easily have been my mum’s words echoing around our house as a seven-year-old me tried to smuggle a creature into my room. But in reality this was a snatch of conversation I heard in the upstairs of our home as my partner Emily tried to persuade our son Jasper to put the toad he’d brought into his bedroom, back outside into the front garden. Frogs and toads seem to be plentiful in the small garden of our rented cottage, and they’ve provided us with some exciting evening adventures. A few years ago, in our last house, it was hedgehogs – and before that, well, there’s always something to do outdoors …
There are five of us in the house – two adults and three children – but a whole host of other creatures seem to have joined our menagerie along the way. Emily is the one who keeps us all going. She feeds us all, looks after us and stops our lives from grinding to a screeching halt.
We first met at university many years ago. As I was going into our housing block from early rowing-training sessions on the river, she’d be returning home from a night out with friends, living a far more typical university lifestyle than me. We’d stop and chat, and soon discovered that we got on very well. We enjoyed each other’s company, and I found I wanted to spend more time with her than in a boat on the river. That was something new … and something that I couldn’t ignore. We happily started to spend the rare free time we had together getting to know each other, understanding each other, and sharing dreams and future aspirations. Emily was incredibly patient. I was pursuing a seemingly impossible dream, meaning my free time was limited to almost nothing. This meant that very quickly in our relationship we recognised the value of quality time. My days were spent out on rivers, lakes or in the gym, essentially working a full-time job while at university. I didn’t drink, I didn’t socialise that much, I made as many lectures as I possibly could, but my life was focused on one specific thing: the Olympics.
I tried and I failed. Year after year I spent seven days a week, three times a day training, only to fall at the last hurdle. For so many different reasons I wasn’t reaching my potential and was coming up well short of my goals. But I never gave up. When everyone disappeared off home for the university holidays, I remained, the only person in the block. Waking up that first morning was like a scene from a disaster movie in which everyone except me had disappeared. Emily had returned home to her family on the Isle of Wight, but I could never go back to my family home or go and visit hers because of training or racing. Thankfully, for me, Emily was prepared to stick with me as I pursued my sporting career on lakes and rivers in far-flung places around the world.
As time went by, we both graduated. Emily followed a career in teaching while I continued to battle it out for Olympic selection. We rented a tiny cottage in the centre of Henley-on-Thames and settled down, moving forward with our lives. Emily became an excellent primary-school teacher in a tough school on the outskirts of Reading, but things weren’t going so well for me and my sporting career was on the ropes. In a world in which performance is everything I was certainly falling short, so it was with a great deal of luck that I was selected to travel with the 2008 Olympic rowing team to Beijing as reserve.
It seemed to be a bittersweet ending to my career, because after this trip I had decided to walk away from the sport for ever, as I was obviously not cut out for life as a successful Olympic rower. But it was there, sitting on the sidelines in China, that everything changed for me as an athlete – and for us as a couple. I returned home from China with renewed motivation and vigour, and set myself new goals, new challenges. I wasn’t giving up just yet.
We weren’t quite expecting what life had in store for us, as a few brief months after my trip as Olympic reserve we discovered we were going to have our first child.
It was a shock – a big shock – and not exactly in my grand plan. I had just found myself on a new path, and for the first time I was starting to excel in the sport I’d so nearly given up. There was a great deal of pressure on me to perform and I was only just beginning to do that, moving up the ranks within the team and reaching the position I’d need to be in to start competing for medals on the world stage. Life had taken an unexpected turn, and although I felt incredibly unsure about what it might entail, Emily remained strong and positive, matter of fact and excited about the future.
It was always going to happen at some point. We had talked about having children and starting family life together, but I never imagined it would be this soon and at our age. I was really worried about other people’s reaction to our news, particularly my coach, Jürgen Gröbler, who demanded complete commitment and the very top level of performance on a consistent, daily basis. Would he think I was being unprofessional and not committed to my sport? My place in the GB rowing team felt under threat.
It took me six months to summon up the nerve to tell him, during which time I had further cemented my position as a valuable member of the squad and things had been going very well. I anxiously sat down and told him our news, shaking at the prospect of saying goodbye to nine years of commitment to rowing. To my utter surprise, astonishment and relief, Jürgen was happy and excited – even joyful – for us.
‘Oh, Alex, zat is fantastic news,’ he said in his strong German accent, eyes shining with genuine delight. ‘I am so happy for you as a young family.’
The weight of the world was lifted off my shoulders. Jürgen had no idea what that meeting was like for me and how much his support at that moment meant. A month after I became world champion for the first time, our first child was born.
It was during Jasper’s birth that I had to miss a day of training. I remember feeling terribly uncomfortable with this, despite having a fairly sound excuse. Emily was having a traumatic labour and the birth was far from easy. Seventy-two hours, a breakneck journey in an ambulance at 2 a.m., a whole load of screaming (mainly from me) and two hospitals later, Jasper was pulled out through emergency C-section.
Having been on a rollercoaster of emotion and not slept for days, I left my little family in the hospital and rocked up at the lake early in the morning acting as though everything was OK. I was an emotional wreck, relieved, happy, so tired but pumped full of adrenalin. My overriding wish, however, was to show that whatever was going on at home wasn’t affecting my performance on the water or in the gym. I was back into training as normal, falling asleep behind the oar but exerting myself like my life depended on it. Your place in the British rowing team is never secure, so I didn’t want to lose the position I was in after all those years of struggle. I spent the next eight months sleeping on our six-foot-long sofa (I’m six foot six) to try to limit the broken sleep while Emily dealt with the baby upstairs.
Daisy Delilah, our second child, came into the world four years later in 2013, when I was away racing at the World Championships in South Korea. There was, regretfully, no popping home for the birth, so I left Emily and went off to race for Great Britain with my teammates. In the middle of the night before our first race I was awoken by Emily’s mum on the phone, telling me we had a beautiful baby girl and that this time everything had gone very smoothly. I remember standing in my underpants in the hotel corridor, a tear in my eye, feeling so far away from my family.
The next morning, I wasn’t sure whether to tell my team mates, who were preparing to compete in the first race of the World Championships. It was a serious time for us, with twelve months of training behind us, and we needed to get it right. I didn’t want to distract anyone with unnecessary news, news that not everyone might want to hear or even care about. Rowing is a team sport in body and mind, and small distractions can have big effects on a whole crew. Somehow word got out over breakfast and everyone was supportive. I was so relieved and felt, strangely, that it took the pressure off us as a crew. We could now concentrate on the racing ahead.
I finally met my daughter when she was ten days old after a horrendously slow journey home from South Korea. Bursting through the door on a late summer’s afternoon, tired and bedraggled from the long journey, my heart was pounding – I was so excited. To my amazement everyone was asleep. Jasper sprawled out at one end of the sofa in the way only four year olds can, Emily curled up at the other end, desperately trying to catch up on ten days with very little sleep. There on the floor, wrapped up in a white blanket in a tiny basket, was my daughter, red faced and utterly content. It wasn’t exactly the reception I’d been hoping for, but it really was quite emotional.
I still felt detached, however. It wasn’t for another week after returning, when giving tiny Daisy a bath and she looked up into my eyes, that I felt the connection. With Jasper I’d been there every step of that painful (for Emily) way, and my child felt like mine. I’d missed that initial connection with Daisy – it was very strange as everyone in our extended family had met her before me. When the connection did finally arrive, I knew it was strong. Daisy is my daughter and I love her more than it’s possible to explain.
Jesse Bear, our third child, was born while I was on a training camp in South Africa. The timing was a little unlucky, as he was booked in to arrive via C-section when I was home but he decided to make a break for it three days early. Of course, there wasn’t much we could do about it. When Jesse was taking his very first tiny breaths of cool, fresh air, I was gasping for any air on a rowing machine in the sweatbox of our hotel gym with 25 other men. When I had requested to delay my training session so that I could wait by the phone to hear the news, Jürgen Gröbler replied, ‘Alex, zere is nothing you can do. But maybe it will make you row faster?’
So that was that. The moment passed in an extremely undignified fashion – me, eight thousand miles away, dressed in Lycra, dripping with sweat. We now had three children.
Time is the one resource we can’t buy but we all want. The appreciation of time is never more apparent than when bringing up children, as you can see it disappearing before your eyes – the changes a baby goes through, the clothes they quickly grow out of, the foods they learn to eat and the words they start to say. Everything in a child’s life changes fast, and as a parent it’s all too easy to miss these transformations. Blink – and they’re gone. Over the course of my sporting life I’ve learnt how important the moments are that we have together as a family. From missing two of the three births, to never having a weekend away together, it was always so important to make the most of the short time we had and try to create lasting memories. Rowing certainly isn’t a sport that pays well, so we were always limited by what we were able to afford to do. But in turn this forced us to become creative.
The most surprising change for me on becoming a parent was the improvement in my mental well-being. My own misconception was that having children would distract and take focus away from my sporting aspirations. What’s more, I believed the physical effort of having children would hamper my performance in one of the world’s most demanding and relentless training regimes. In all honesty the opposite was true. I believe having children altered my perspective, redressed the balance and without question improved my performance. I could see this almost immediately – and it continued until the end of my career as a sportsman. I’m not saying it was easy – it certainly wasn’t – but both parts of my life were mutually supportive and beneficial. Through making the most of our limited time together, I became a better parent. Consequently, I could do my job more effectively, with improved and more consistent results.
As a parent it’s all too easy to flick on the TV and find something there that appeals to our children. In our house we’re all addicted to screens in some way. It’s easy to flick a switch, then hear the decibel level in the house go down and the arguing stop (until the TV’s turned off, when somehow little people become even grumpier!). I find it seriously hard to imagine how parenting was possible before TV and the internet.
We’ve found it’s important to balance out this screen time with something that embeds valuable, lasting memories in the souls of our children. Of course we must embrace technology for our children’s sake – they need to be able to navigate the connected world, and I’m certainly not advocating total technology rejection – but there is more we can do to help create happy, healthy children and adults. Lasting memories can easily be made for very little or no cost other than time and just a bit of thought and effort.
Dadventures is a book for families. It’s a book for mums, dads, grandparents, uncles and aunts. It’s a signpost for people who want to be shown how easily long-lasting memories can be made. In no way is it a definitive, encyclopaedic guide. It’s simply a starting point, a foundation upon which anyone can build their very own skills, thoughts and ideas, and develop their imagination outdoors.
Not everyone will want to do everything in this book. That’s OK – the idea is to pick and choose, start something and move on to the next, or alter it to meet different situations and requirements. Everything in this book we’ve done as a family, and the experiences described are all true. Some activities we do regularly because we love them and we know that time spent doing these things is not time wasted.
My family, by Daisy. We all have big belly buttons and very long toes!
Let’s be honest, though. Not everything is always going to go right; the unpredictability of children means having to adapt, walk away, stop completely or start something again. This challenges us adults as much as it does the children, but that’s all part of the benefits of making these memories outdoors. Some of our strongest and funniest recollections of the times we’ve had together are when something didn’t go right, like the time Jesse fell in the only puddle in a five-mile radius, became instantly soaked to the skin and screamed until he was sick. At the time it felt like a disaster, but now we sit around the dinner table and laugh about that together – and will continue to do so for many years to come.
The possibilities are limitless out there, and it’s often the first step outside the front door that is the hardest. What children want is time together, any time. Nothing has to be perfect for it to be memorable. I hope you enjoy … Happy memory-making!
Alex, Emily, Jasper, Daisy and Jesse
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О книге: The ultimate family activity guide for busy daring dads in need of a little inspiration to spend quality time with their kids, by double Olympic gold medallist rower, adventurer and father of three, Alex Gregory.‘Time is the one resource we can’t buy but we all want. It’s so important to make the most of the time we have and create lasting memories.’For a parent, leaving the house can sometimes be the hardest part. But outside is where adventures and memories are waiting to be made… From after-school adventures to an overnight trip, double Olympic gold medallist rower and father-of-three Alex Gregory shares exciting ideas for enjoying time together as a family, in all seasons. Whether you have 30 minutes to do homework up a tree, or a whole day to build an ancient bridge, you can delve in together and be inspired by this practical, easy guide for all ages. Divided into categories to fit whatever time slots work within the day, the book contains chapters such as After-School Adventures, 30-Minute Activities, Two-Hour Missions, Half-Day Experiences, Full-Day Adventures, Overnight Expeditions and Pushing Away from Land.No matter how much time you have, make it count with ‘Dadventures’ – the ultimate guide to ditching the routine and having fun with your kids.