Aint No Mountain Adventure Race

Aint no Mountain Adventure Race

13^th August 2011
Team: Surf N Turf
Andy Lyle and Mickey Regan
Race Report by:Mickey Regan

With a fantastic winter series complete all the talk was to have a one of summer race. Andrea Harrower of the Bikedock Belles said she had just the location. Andrea and the other Belles set about helping Ivan and the CCAR crew plot the course for a summer special. The location was Dromara Co. Down with the bulk of the race on and around Slieve Croob Mountain. There would be 2 class options for competitors, Sport and the Expert class.

We arrived at Dromara FC the HQ for the race on Saturday morning to a hive of activity. There was a great turn out for the race with a lot of new faces. With all the old faces and a fair few work colleagues doing the race I found myself talking and chatting rather than getting ready. We went into the main hall for registration and went to sign up on the Expert side. We would collect our numbered race bibs and our electronic dibber for timing. The dibber was labelled Expert (Sort of) they must not have any faith in our abilities. We would just have to prove them wrong. When everyone had registered we gathered for the race briefing. Ivan welcomed everyone including the guys who travelled all the way over from Scotland. Only to go to the wrong head quarters from a previous race in the winter series. Having realised their error while sat at Ballyholme yacht club just several months late they hot footed it down to Dromara and still got there in time. Well done Lads hope you enjoyed the race and hope to see you back for more.

We all lined up under the start finish banner and of we went. Starting with a road cycle we left the football club and travelled through the village. We turned right onto a rolling country road heading for lough Aghery. We were leading the group and going well as some teams stopped to check maps at the first junction. Billy and Gerry from passing wind soon were coming past us and we decided to sit in with them until we reached the Lough.

TA1 Kayak
We got timed out so I was in no hurry to get into the water. By this point there were 4 teams all battling for position on the lake. We waited until they had moved out then dibbed the time back in so we would have clear water to paddle. We followed the four other teams and on looking back had a good gap back to anyone else. One team partially over shot the checkpoint but soon realised and had just got in before us. A swift turn and dib we were on the return journey.

It was still a very close race at this early stage and the kayak section seemed to fly past. I think being fresh had a factor to play with the fast pace on the water. We reached the end jumped back on the bikes and looped around the roads picking up a check point before reaching the Harry Ferguson museum car park.

Special Task 1 Tyre roll and flip
The task was to first roll a lorry tyre out through the gates onto a foot path then lay it down and flip it end over end to the top of the path before returning it to the start. We didn’t hang about and as I dibbed the check point Andy “Geoff Capes” Lyle returned the Tyre. Back onto the bikes and a fast blast back to Dromara village. We turned into the school car park ignoring the car park beside because it was named Sports centre car park. Our instructions said school car park so as we hunted around we eventually seen Joan in the other car park.

Special Task 2 Basketball
As I had the dibber I got our time as Andy shot some hoops. Quickly it was back on the bikes and through the village in the opposite direction. Check point 5 read inside a pub. I immediately thought darts but on reaching the pub I realised that would be far too easy.

Special Task 3 Half Pint and a Pickled egg
On entering the pub we were handed two cups. One with a pickled egg and one with a half pint of Guinness. With me not drinking Andy ‘kindly’ handed me the egg. I downed the egg and with a couple of chews I finished it. Not pleasant on the stomach but we were racing needs must. I like eggs and I love vinegar but this just didn’t work for me. With a quick check at the map we continued along the road towards checkpoint 6. The egg wanted to say hello again but I wasn’t letting it. Trying to push hard and concentrate on pedalling didn’t I half swallow a fly. When I say half swallow it hit the back of my throat but I immediately blew it back out. Well the next part wasn’t pretty and I don’t think I need to describe what happened. I got away with it as I was going so quick on the bike. I took a quick mouthful of water and I washed my mouth out then it was back to business.

Check point 6 was in a chamber in a Souterrain. This is a 9^th century underground stone lined tunnel system with chambers for shelter, storing food or riches. It is believed the Narrow entrance was a security measure and as you move further along the tunnel the passage widens and the chambers are bigger again. Anyway enough of the history lesson there is a race going on here. We jumped off the bike and I ran down the steps into the Souterrain. It was a hands and knees effort at the start but then I got up onto my feet and found the second chamber. I dibbed the check point and made my way back out. I was glad I still had my helmet on as I hit my head a few times. Back to the sun light and onto the bikes to pedal to TA2. On looking at the map we made the decision to stay on the road. We could see two lane ways that looked like the most direct route but we played it safe taking the longer road option. Other teams took the direct route and we were kicking ourselves as it was clearly a lot quicker.

TA2 Run to the Mast
We arrived at TA2 and were instructed to leave the bikes and run on foot up the hill to the mast. We reached the mast dibbed check point 7 then ran hard down the hill to pick up the bikes. With a fast descent down the road and three teams side by side myself and Andy took the lead. Tucked in and absolutely flying. We were going so quick we over shot the turn off to the left. Wasting a few seconds we got turned around and followed the other teams back up the moat pad. Pedalling up this grassy path was tough on the legs. We past one team and got to the check point 8 on the next section a guy had crashed in front of us and we stopped to see if he was o.k. Thankfully he was fine and told us to continue. Back onto the road for a steep climb up windy gap. We turned right onto the windy gap pad picking up check point 9. We followed the road to check point 10 which was under the legananny Dolmen Chambered Grave (Pictured above)

Andy wanted to eat at this point so we took a few minutes to get fuelled up. I took a gel and some high5 liquid and Andy took a sandwich and some nuts. Some day he will eat on the move but not yet ;-) We had another road section on the bikes that took us to the car park on the foot of Slieve Croob.

TA3 Orienteering
The next section on foot took us around, over and on top of the mountain itself. We had a number of checkpoints to collect on all sides of the mountain and on top. This section was really tough and seemed to slow everyone down. Long mountain grassy and boggy land made the going very slow. We didn’t have too much bother finding all the checkpoints on the first section. When we went over the top we seemed to lose a mixed team that we had been trading places with on the first section. Then we could see we were catching another team. Unfortunately this wasn’t due to the fact that we were going quicker big Mark Young had injured his back and was slowed right down to almost a crawl. As we picked up the remaining check points there must have been 7 teams together coming into TA3. Thankfully there was water on offer at this point as we had all ran out by this stage. Andy was on the food again and we watched as the other teams headed of on the bikes to climb the tarmac road back to the summit of Slieve Croob for a second time. I try to look at it as refuelling rather than losing time as we have learned from past events if you don’t eat you can lose even more time if you blow up. (I will have him eating on the move soon though ;-)) As we started to climb I could see teams in front get off and walk. I got the head down and pedalled hard I wasn’t for stopping until I reached the top. I will admit I wasn’t looking forward to the climb on the bike when we were running the mountain but the more I pedalled the more I enjoyed it. Reaching the cairn I dibbed and returned to the bike for the fun part. We descended a bit of the road then turned right onto an open mountain section. The start was a bit boggy but with a bit of pace we got through and started picking off teams that were struggling. We crossed a fence and the real fun started. The path zigzagged down the mountain but with slower teams in front I decided to take a straight line. I was flat out down the grassy mountain, jumping the paths and passing other teams. This bit was one of the most enjoyable sections of the race for me. I just managed to get stopped at the gate at the bottom. Unfortunately Andy didn’t see the turn to the gate and in his excitement kept going straight. I waited a few seconds then heard someone shout. Another team give him a shout and soon he was back tracking up to the gate. With both of us grinning from ear to ear with the descent we dibbed and followed the roads to TA4 picking up check point 26 on the way.

TA4 6km Trail Run
We dropped the bikes off with Steve. He told us we were sitting in around 5^th with the 4^th place team just ahead of us and we knew another team were hot on our heels. We had a forest trail run with two check points to collect along the way. With tired legs we tried to keep running on the downhill and a fast walk on the uphill sections. We didn’t seem to be catching the team in front and on the last straight they were know where to be seen. We could hear the team behind us so decided to waste no time getting back on the bikes. Thankfully the remaining cycle only had two more check points. These were on off road paths that really suited us. We finished very strong and just missed out on third place. If you asked us before the event if we had taken a top 5 finish we would have jumped at it. Looking back we could see were we lost time but we can learn from this and enjoy our well-deserved 4^th Place.

The expert class and overall win went to: Passing Wind - Gerry Kingston and Billy Reed
Another great race from Gerry and Billy with a blistering pace throughout.

Once again Causeway Coast Adventure Racing Club has hosted an outstanding event. Tough and all as it was everyone seemed to enjoy it.

Thanks as always goes to everyone at CCAR for the hard work and time on the race. Also a big thanks to Andrea Harrower and the bike dock belles for scouting out a great course.

If you want to know more about this type of race or find out how to take part follow the link below:
Winter Series Details : www.causewaycoastar.co.uk

Mirant de no posar els peus a terra.

És el que estic mirant de fer, estar enfilat a dalt de la bike, i ara per ara així està siguent.

Preparant dues cròniques dins d'una mateixa, la d'ahir i la d'avui.

MTB, MTB, MTB.

Aventura sobre aventura.

L'escalada al Turó ha estat això, i mentre passen els dies cal que el dia sigui ple de bones sensacions, que sigui el què ha de ser, la bike forma part, és, i per tant no requereix d'un espai específic, sí de ser-hi, és com la feina, que no és feina, és rigor,  és manera de fer, de ser, i tampoc requereix d'un espai, l'espai ja hi és, per si sol, un lloc de somni, com les bikes, no oblido mai aquesta data, 1736, és l'any de tot plegat, l'any que la nostra generació té un referent, no puc oblidar-ho, 1736!!!

Quan entrem per la porta de casa, quan respirem l'aire de casa, hi som com a mínim des de quasi tres segles, no hi ha més, i quan penso en l'avi Tonet, amb la besàvia marxant cap a Barcelona, penso que ell tenia la seva passió, ella també, i jo tinc la meva, avui el MTB, i no oblidem que sense elles també tot tindria el seu més sonor sentit, i tant,  però que tenim una història, tenim un camí fet i aquest no és de fa dos dies a cap dels qui som a aquesta menuda terra, entre ells també nosaltres, i tant, conquerint sempre que podem, Turons i més Turons, sempre avui fent referència al Turó de l'Home, mtb, mtb, mtb.

Quan escalem aquest cim, no l'escalem nosaltres únicament l'escalo amb tots ells, amb tots els meus avantpassats,  generacions i generacions de picapedrers, i a on en ser-hi penso, tindrem un relleu? hi vindrà darrera meu una generació que com jo,  "pensi a qui represento?"

Dies de mtb, mtb, mtb.

Tenim, Dracs, som genets de Drac, ho som nosaltres i cada dia que passa conquerim nous somnis, noves fites, velles, belles també i tant, i a on cada vol no va a molta alçada, no ens cal, volem volar alts, podem, i tant, però no ara, oi que no? Ara ens cal sempre volar baix, la perspectiva ja la tinc, oi que sí?

Dies de pur mtb, a on d'aquí a res, els Dracs estaran un altre cop volant, d'aquí a minuts a hores amb el sol d'avui o de demà, no és important aquest fet, sí que sigui rodant, com ahir, a on entre llum, entre nit, amb una lluna distant per la seva claror embolcalladora tot va tenir el seu més sonor sentit, veure-la i veure't sempre entre l'exigència d'una escalada magnífica, a on cada pedalada va vestida de lluents farbalans i a on la simplicitat vol ser sempre engalanat per ells, i tant, cada dia els hi vull, a cada segon, mtb, mtb, mtb.

L'inici d'aquesta pujada plena de sentit, anem a mirar de conquerir un Turó, i això amics meus no passa cada dia, això no ho fa més sentit, és veritat, però poder ser-hi sí que fa que la jornada sigui literalment diferent, i tant.

Decidir iniciar l'aventura des de Sant Celoni, tenia la intenció de mirar de fer un Turó i no perdre les dues jornades de bike de dissabte i diumenge, no va resultar, perquè ahir no hi va haver sortida, i avui encara està per veure.

Un cop iniciem la ruta, les primeres sensacions indiquen clarament que tindrem una bona escalada, això no garanteix que serem al cim, no, però sí que mentre ho intentem les bones sensacions seran les que marcaran el to de la pujada. Aquesta era la sensació, i va ser exactament  així.

La veritat però és que tot i anant d'allò més bé, fins a La Costa, fins a Fontmartina també, es va fer llarg, certament, del Mirador al Turó, les dues primeres pales també, després no sé molt bé el perquè la pujada va ser la de sempre però la percepció no, sense sensacions, però escalant de valent.

En passar per La Costa sense posar peu ens partim un plàtan, uns metres abans d'afrontar la magnífica pala del pou, també mentre rodem, xocolata pels dos, i un cop al cim un plàtan i xocolata també per tots dos, aquest cop sí, sí que ho fem amb els dos peus a terra, i tant.

Durant la pujada, una recta quasi perfecte abans d'arribar a Mosqueroles, a on ens costa escalar, escalar-la, hi penso com quan anem per Campins, "Mosqueroles sempre és un Mosqueroles", els anys passen volant, els dies són els que són, hi hauran els que hi ha d'haver, ni un de més, ni un de menys, quants no ho sabré mai, sí que avui puc rememorar l'ahir, no que demà ho pugui fer, oi que no?, així que quan hi penso, en que em costa pujar, i tant, també penso, "avui serà una pujada memorable, sigui quina sigui", i tant que sí, i així va ser.

Avui passades les hores, pedalant pel Maresme, una imatge,  el del nostre amic baixant del Turó, tot lluent, decidit, li era igual que m'acostés, baixava decidit, sense ni mirar-me, i jo en feia un grapat com ell, a ell li era igual, penso que pensava "el que hagués de ser seria, un genet de Drac no m'aturarà", i per tant fins al darrer instant ell seguia el seu camí, i no va errar, nosaltres enteníem, entenem que tothom ha de fer el seu camí, i tant que sí, ell encara més perquè com nosaltres, també és la seva terra.

Després d'ell les darreres pales, severes, també apreciades, molts anys escalant el Turó de l'Home, temps he tingut per aprendre a gaudir de cada racó, i tant que sí, de cada instant mentre mires de no pensar, "ja pujaré a dalt un altre dia",  molts són els arguments per fer-ho, pocs per seguir escalant, però això fa que el dia que hi ets, al cim, encara tingui més valor, com divendres, un dia, una jornada al vespre a on ser a les nou de la nit a dalt del Turó de l'Home fa que en no ser-hi, pensi, "hi tornaré, si Déu vol", i si no tot això que tinc, mtb, mtb, mtb.

La baixada pel Llac d'en Viada, ràpida, no de les més ràpides, perquè ara hi pedalem per millorar el nostre rendiment, tenim una cita important, la cita entre les cites i cal anar-hi preparats, uns quants intents més de pujada al Turó per les pales de Fontmartina ens ajudaran com avui pel Maresme entre corriols vestits amb estores esmicolades de sauló, a tenir el to, la forma i la tècnica per mirar de fer un paper digne a la propera fita d'aquest 2011.

L'atac a un quilòmetre del cim,  interessant, molt interessant, un quilòmetre divertit, diferent, com avui des de Santa Mònica fins al Santuari del Corredor, més curt el primer, i tant, no per això menys memorable.

No sempre tenim la oportunitat de poder-nos preparar rodant entre setmana després de les llargues jornades al despatx, no sempre als caps de setmana hem pogut, no sempre podrem, sí podem avui, rodar, i rodar, i rodar, cal aprofitar-ho ara perquè les limitacions vindran beneïdes i per tant poc hi podrem fer, fora de posar-hi tots els sentits i totes les ganes, sempre ho hem fet així, i seguirem així, oi que sí?

Entrem a la darrera recta abans d'arribar a la VW, jo glaçat de mans, lleugerament de peus com sona, aquest cop a dalt ens em abrigat amb armilla i manegots, que han funcionat parcialment, a la propera vegada, hauré de determinar què fer, entre molts aspectes un detall, canviar-me la tèrmica per baixar, i tant que sí, ara agafo fred abans, també arribo abans als llocs, tot no pot ser, canviar la tèrmica un bon consell d'en Xavi de Mataró.

Nou equipament, i la seva funcionalitat és la que ha de ser.

Un present, mireu bé la imatge, hi ha un detall en el posicionament a dalt de la bike que és "el tema", un bon tema, molt bon tema, mtb, mtb, mtb.

Un cop a casa la mare, un bon bany d'aigua calenta, per mirar de retornar les millors sensacions. 

Aigua, un bidó de 750 ml. menjar, l'esmentat.

Eines, les de sempre, llums, els Powerled i un Sigma del darrere.

Equipats 100% d'estiu, més l'armilla i els manegots per baixar.

Quilòmetres, per sobre dels cinquanta, desnivell per sobre dels 1.500 m.

Avui diumenge hem tornat a sortir, i per tant, prepararé la crònica, i tant que sí, ahir no va ser, avui sí, i demà?

MTB, MTB, MTB.

Un univers d'opcions interessants.

És que després de decidir els equipaments per a la Betty, "dit i fet", que diem els catalans, que rares vegades és,  perquè sempre ens ho volem pensar una mica més un cop feta l'afirmació, oi que sí?, aleshores després de decidir els equips esmentats, tocava el torn, toca el torn a la que ha de ser la bike entre les bikes, la nova 29er. Una bike curiosa, amb unes mides excepcionals, perquè la bike estarà construïda a mida, cada detall, cada tub, cada puntera, cada no passa-cables de canvis, l'alçada de la pipa, l'alçada de la caixa, la no BB30, la longitud de les baines, el tipus de tirants, la unió d'aquests amb el TT, el diàmetre 27,2 mm. i longitud del ST, l'angle d'aquests dos darrers.

Tots aquest detalls pel que fa referència a geometries, després hi ha el material d'aquest, i després els acabats finals.

I amb tot això encara no he definit, cap component, la forquilla una Unicrown, cònica de cromo o titani, l'elecció del material dependrà d'altres factors, com també caldrà definir l'alçada d'aquesta 440-465 o 470, veurem , ni la resta de components, un detall sí serà, millor dit dos, no, tres, no, quatre, millor els esmento i veiem quants en surten,  el seient, que serà un dels tres idèntics entre ells que ja utilitza actualment, els pedals, CB 4ti, la direcció CK, les bieles BO, que ja les vaig presentar al Blog, plat i pinyó HbC, 32-24 que també els vaig presentar al seu dia, la cadena una Shimano de 7v, les tanques de les rodes Fimo,  els frens, Saint-XTR2003, 160-160 mm., els pneumàtics Maxxis  Crossmark  UST 2.1, els punys  Ergon BO.

Crec que únicament haurem de decidir la tija, la potència, el manillar i les rodes. Tija de titani, la potència dependrem del fabricant si en fa, el manillar, el mateix, i les rodes, caldrà definir quina és la millor opció on en primer terme primi la fiabilitat, en segon terme el pes, en cap cas per sobre dels 1.450 g. en cap cas, i això sí, com amb el quadre específiques únicament per a SS.

MTB, MTB, MTB.

Si un quadre es creua pel camí, com el Black Cat, per què no?, però ahir a la nit va anar just que no decidim, avui?

Long chronic, good feelings.

Coming soon.