Generally speaking, turning twenty five is a pretty poor deal. The chances of you becoming a professional footballer seem more distant by the day; you start liking the taste of real ale and your parents drop big hints for you to move out, such as renting your room to someone else. Despite all this, we've handled 25 years of Concept 2 pretty well, with only the occasional maudlin It's my party and I'll cry if I want to moments.For the full story of how a humble company in Vermont started off with a barn, a chalkboard, a Swiss Army Penknife and an old bike before eventually straddling the world like a colossus (or at least a dwarf with a damn good step-ladder), check out http://www.therowingcompany.com/cgi-bin/ikonboard/topic.cgi?forum=8&topic=17