Riding at the front of a vaporetto near Piazzale Roma,
I saw something familiar: men in orange. Four members of the GSVVM were plying their way through salty lagoon water at the head of the Grand Canal. These were friends of mine; some I'd had the pleasure of rowing with.
The club has more than one orange sandolo, so I could be wrong here, but I think I may have rowed that same boat in my Vogalonga adventure of 2009.