One of the towns I cover has a Memorial Day boat race every year wherein people make their own canoe-like boats and paddle down the river in a timed race (it's too narrow to go all at once). It's a cool, small town tradition that started in 1934.
They were definitely competitive about it and there were over 100 boats.
As one of the winners said, “It’s more of an extreme sport. If you want to just go down, you
can have a fun enjoyable day, but you don’t get the bragging rights.”
But the best part was this pair...
Is he not the cutest little boater you ever saw? He was four and this was his second race. Apparently, last year he didn't row much but fell asleep with his head resting on the seat.