6:30 am. Thursday, 30th September. The eyes of the world were set again on London as one of the greatest shows on the Earth began, the Paralympics. We, against all the pain and laziness, managed to get ourselves out of our cosy and comfortable beds and prepared for something we didn't anticipate. The four gruelling days that lay ahead of us daunted in the back of our minds as we negotiated the, all too familiar, rush hour. After all the goodbye hugs and kisses we left our families behind and were only hours away from the start.

Arriving into Oxford University Boat Club we set off at 12:00pm, leaving earlier than I had planned. In the first few hours the team was hyped and energized, ready to go and get it over with, it was fantastic! During a thirty minute lunch break our hopes we broken. We were all guessing that we had already covered a large distance and almost at our campsite, however thanks to the help of Google Maps our hopes were crushed. We had only managed to do just over half the distance. This took a huge hit on the team. We had also encountered a few locks during our trip and used them as resting points. It turned out that ahead of us was a stretch that went on for an hour. Finally at 7:00pm we went past the iconic Reading Festival site which was still set up. We knew we did not have far to go, and reached our stop for the night by 8:00pm. Half the team set up camp whilst the other half ended up in a police car, as they kindly offered us a lift to the supermarket. We quickly rustled up some food and went straight to sleep, without realising that that night was going to be the coldest night in August ever recorded.

The following morning some of us woke up to smell of bacon being cooked by our team chef. Granted, the breakfast wasn't planned out properly and some of us had resorted to a breakfast salad of pasta, grapes and cornflakes; those who were not so brave had cornflakes and bacon separately. We left promptly at 9:30am, making sure we do not have a late arrival on our second day. This, too, was an interesting day as we passed some well-known rowing locations such as Henley-on-Thames. Although the distance travelled is much less we were still suffering from the day before and we felt completely knackered as we arrived into Old Windsor at around 6:00pm. Everyone was quiet; we all just wanted to eat and go to sleep.

Third day arrived, almost too quickly. Everyone was exhausted, we decided to go to the local pub and buy breakfast. None of us could deal with cooking, especially with the long trek that we had from the campsite to the boat. We had a surprise visit from Miss Wood that same morning, it was good to have someone support us, and it lifted the team's spirit. We quickly left Old Windsor and got on with the day's work that lay ahead. As we negotiated more and more locks, the team started to develop a certain skill in negotiating these tight spaces. We stopped off for lunch near Hampton, to have another visit from a supporter. We were extremely happy as we had picked up the speed on the third day and managed to get to our night stop at 4:00pm in Kingston. We were ecstatic to actually sleep indoors and have access to decent showers and cooking equipment. Our final day started at 11:00am. After another pub breakfast, we all agreed that Weatherspoons had been better than the previous day's Full English at the Harvester Pub. We pushed off for the last time as a crew and left Kingston behind in our wash. Reaching Richmond Lock at around 12:30pm put us way ahead of schedule but we decided rather than having a lunch break we would pick up the speed and keep going; this time, against the tide. We rowed past some familiar places and along the last stretch, reaching the places we train, coincidentally the varsity boat race course; a 6km race which starts at Chiswick Bridge and ends at Putney Bridge.

The total distance was quickly reaching the 100 mile mark, we did not have far to go. The adrenaline began pumping, the boat picked up speed. With every stroke we got closer and closer to that finish line, going under Hammersmith Bridge, having people look down and watch. There was a sudden rush and I think at that moment it clicked that we had almost done it; everyone wanted it to be over. Within minutes, we reached Barne Elmes Rowing Club the silhouette of the boat club came into view. I think it is safe to say that we were all happy and relieved that it was over.

We would like to thank the Mark Evison Foundation, our sponsors: Intersport Herne Hill, Sainsbury's Clapham Common, Janousek & Stampfli Racing Boats, Kukri Sports, friends and family who donated so generously and supported us along the way.

We would like to add a special thank you to Simon Croucher, master in charge of rowing at Dulwich College, for his continual support throughout our challenge.

Please visit our Just Giving page to help us raise money for this great cause - http://www.justgiving.com/ROW100//

The ROW 100 Team (Tim Lynch, Alex Patel, Seth Selbaraju, Rupert Wood, Tim Emkes, Theo Patel, Tom Kirk, Patrick Kinch, Nick Kharchenko)