Preview – Driffield Airfield Double

This coming weekend will be a test of stamina for riders, a double header organised by NYMBO.
Saturday morning will be a MTBO long sprint, and from the air it seems to be a cracking area for it.
The afternoon brings a 3 hour MBO score in the rolling wolds countryside.

http://www.bmbo.org.uk/calendar/details.php?event_id=82

http://www.bmbo.org.uk/calendar/details.php?event_id=29

Some riders who think this is still a bit lightweight for a weekend are also competing at the Nutcracker XC race on Sunday up the road at Dalby Forest but I think a day at home with the family is called for for me.
http://www.nutcrackermtb.co.uk/

World Cup MTBO, Long – Gdansk, Poland

I had no idea how to pronounce the venue for the World Cup Long race in Gdansk.

Wzniesienie Marii 2 RjnO !! a huge steep hilly forest just on the outskirts of the city. The finish and spectator control were located in a beautiful meadow nestling in a forested valley in the centre of the map.

After a good warm up avoiding the somewhat stroppy locals trying to get up into the hills to their dachas for the weekend I decided to take it fairly easy for the first half until the spectator control and then open up a bit if my legs could take it.

I had fun on the way to the first control throwing my nice shiny Bow over the top of two huge fallen trees (not on the map) but luckily I got the right track into the flag. I made a little error on the way to 3 but just cut down through the forest to the path below correcting the overshoot. On the way to 4 I had perhaps my worst mistake of an otherwise great ride, choosing to ride around on the road rather than cutting cross country up the steep climb, though until I see the splits I’m not sure how much time I lost.

The decent down from number 4 was bonkers, right on the limit of adhesion feathering the front brake I made it to the bottom with a huge smile on my face bum hanging right over the rear wheel, very pleased I held my nerve. The punishment for fun then came with an equally steep climb backup the other side to number 5. Leg 6-7 was the first of the big route choice legs, right across the map. I decided to head west on what I felt was the best route for me, but again the splits will tell if I made the right choice. The course carried on towards the spectator control with steep climbs, lots of cutting through and big route choice decisions, but I felt I was riding really well, making no mistakes.

The route into spectator took us teetering over a stream on a fallen tree and then screaming down a steep bank to yet another stream crossing which I chose to run rather than risk riding.

I took a safe route choice to number 16, choosing to refuel and plan the rest of the course on a long vehicle track climb. A couple of tricky controls led us to a horrendously steep carry/push up a ridge to number 18 where I passed Christine Schaffner who had just climbed up the ridge from the opposite direction. She must have been all in after the climb and it sounded like the centre court of Wimbledon as I rode away, but it was good enough for second place on Women’s Elite for her just 20 seconds behind Michaela Gigon.

The tracks surrounding 19-22 were mainly vague forest extraction lanes and I navigated mainly by the contours, it often being quicker to ride cross country.

I took a huge risk to number 22 using a 600m long difficult to ride trackTeam GB enjoying a late Lunch along the ridge rather than descending and climbing back up. I really thought I’d blown it to start with with horrendous, mud and fallen trees but some aggression and running with the bike got me through and soon the track opened up into faster riding.

The sprint for home then started. I carved down a steep decent, weaving my though trees, masters and juniors climbing up right on the edge, before facing a evil climb over to the last control.

As I shouldered my bike I reflected between gasps of breath and screaming calves that no matter my placing I’d had a great ride and really put some demons to bed that have been nagging my confidence over the last month.

I nearly ‘Haselsbergerd’ the finish control, coming in way too fast to notice at the last minute the sandy track. I desperately fought the handlebars and brakes but managed not to do a ‘Kevin’.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P1QIuN_vhcw for a great clip of the master at work and his website at http://www.kevin-haselsberger.at/

The commentator grabbed me for an interview (us Brits are always popular because it makes it easy for them) and announced that I was currently in 13th position, only 15 mins down. Although I knew there was still the red group of elites still to finish I was ecstatic. I then had to sit patiently and see how far I slipped down the table.

An eventual 26th (out of 64 starters) though has achieved my first goal of the year (a top 30 at a world event) and although I keep on saying it is my best international performance to date.

Em had a very tough race to take 11=, Heather 21st and Bobby in his first international race 51st.

The masters GB team had its highs and lows. Unfortunately in the Men’s 40+ Bryan joined the many mechanical retrials with a bent frame after ripping off his rear mech (apparently having to visit a building site on the way back to the finish to get them to bend it back a bit so the rear wheel would go round).

Andy Conn started his race with a huge crack in his frame but it survived to take 7th only to be pipped on the line by BMBO chair John Houlihan by 13 secs to go into 6th Place. Dickie Jones was 13th. In men’s 50+ Tony was 7th, and John 24th.

Charlie and Sarah’s form continues with two wins in Women’s 40+ and 50+, Sarah by 12 mins so team GB will be waving the flag at the prize giving tonight.

Full results available at http://www.harpagan.pl/worldcup/?page=results&lang=en

Sand dunes, Surf & Cycling

After a mad week of work and frantic packing ready for Poland, I finally made it to Treyarnon Bay (near Padstow, Cornwall) for a few days holiday with the family.

With hills being the focus of training at the moment, the Cornish Coast is perfect with a seemingly never ending series of 120m climbs from the bays up to the headlands. A 2 hour ride down to Newquay and back over to the campsite via the airport according to the GPS was 1600 metres of climb in 50km. This seems fairly unbelievable, but the way my legs felt afterwards perhaps it might be right.

Sunday brought a little foot orienteering with a day of the ‘Tamar Triple’, a bi-annual event, this year being held just south of Newquay, at Penhale Sands. The area is a huge area of rolling, intricate sand dunes, and one of my favourite areas. Not wanting to over-do the running, I just entered Day 2 on the brown course (black being the hardest, and slightly longer).
I started steadily and other than losing touch with the map for a couple of minutes on a long leg had a clean run navigationally and was winning by about 5 minutes when I left for a warm down ride home. I did, however, make the cardinal mistake of sand dune orienteering on one leg by being tempted down to run along the beach rather than contouring though the spiky marram grass, a nightmare running through the soft sand and the climb back up the dunes was even worse.

It was nice to see a few faces I had not seen for a while at the event which had the very laid back sort of organisation I like. There were lots of SPLOTS mooching about, Anne Donnell, my old junior coach from Bristol stopped for a chat, and ex-Challenger World Colleague, Clem, was in the queue for the bratty wagon. I even over heard someone I didn’t know saying “is that the chap whose blog I read !”

I got a bit carried away on the warm down ride back to the excellent cafe at Bedruthan Steps where I was to meet Cath. Whilst I was stopped to check the map to avoid the centre of Newquay, a tri / roadie-type came past on a carbon-everything road bike. I realised after the next climb that I was actually riding quicker on my mountain bike so, red rag to a bull, I decided to take him on the next hill…..I regretted it later on the climb out of Watergate bay, but it was fun at the tim!
I finished the day with a couple of hours body boarding with the family in Treyarnon bay in some of the best surf I’ve been in for ages.

Results available at http://www.tamartriple.org.uk/

Preview – MTBO World Cup – Gdansk, Poland

Fast approaching now is the2nd round of the World Cup MTBO series. The event circus moves to the Baltic Coast and Gdansk, Poland for a Sprint, Middle, Long and Mixed Relay.
Held over the weekend of 4th-6th June, it also co-insides with the World Masters MTBO for those over 40.
The Great Britain World Cup team is joined by a large contingent of British Vets, all going for glory at this inaugural World Masters Championships which looks to be possibly much tougher that the World Cup with 3 long races on consecutive days!.

The Great Britian World Cup team is
Men: Mark Stodgell, Bobby Smyth
Women: Em Benham, Heather Munro.

The photographs on the event website show a forest very similar to Cannock Chase so hopefully I will feel at home.

2010 Great Britain Team

Following the selection races at the weekend the Great Britain Team for the World and World Junior Championships 2010 this summer in Portugal has been announced.
Fortunately the selectors look to have taken into account my international results this year after my disastrous showing at the British Champs through injury and illness.

The Senior Team : 
Men – Ben Plowman, Andy Windrum, Andy Conn, Mark Stodgell.
Women – Emily Benham, Lucy Harris, Angela Brand-Barker, Beth Clayton.

The Junior Team:
Chris Brand-Barker and Helen Clayton

The team is a great mix of experience and new talent. It is also nice to see two Mother Son/Daughter line ups with Chris and Angela, Helen and Beth which gives the team a great story to take to Portugal.

British MTBO Long Champs – Mabie

7stanes logoThe British MTBO Long Championships were held just SW of Dumfries at Mabie, one of the 7 Stanes Mountain Bike trails, famous in the Scottish Borders for their tough mountain bike trails.

Driving back to Shap on Saturday night after the middle race I wondered if we were doing the right thing not camping, but once settled on a comfy sofa with a plateful of pasta and feeling decidedly rough, I knew it was the correct decision. I got a better nights sleep getting to bed early, but on Sunday morning I still felt bad. The rib didn’t really hurt that much, but I was coughing and feeling pretty grim.

I decided after making the long drive North I should at least attempt to race, but decided before I started I would bin it if I wasnt up to it. Mabie’s forest roads and one way tracks meant that there was lots of long route choice decisions to be made, ideal for a long race.

I started quite strongly up the first hill feeling OK, quickly pulling past some B course riders who had started in the minutes in front of me, and nailed the first control. Again, riding off track was allowed and I made good use of this coming down hill out of number 1. Number 2 was fine but I picked a duff route choice to number 3, losing some time, but after that things started to go wrong. I found I couldn’t concentrate, and then found I could not read the map whilst riding, it looked fuzzy. I then made a small error missing a very insignificant track, as many did, but I then took a bizarre decision to do a huge cross country ‘short cut’ over a hill to the control rather than doubling back onto my intended route. I then started making school boy riding errors, culminating in me nearly coming off on a corner when my crank arm hit the floor. The next tiny hill then seemed to zap all the strength from my legs so I decided after looking at how much I had left to throw in the towel and ride in. I even picked a rubbish route choice to get back to the finish.

Retiring from what, for me, was an A race this year and risking my selection for the British Team on one race (Foxley) was pretty hard to take but getting back to the car I knew it would have been foolish to carry on and was even  struggling to pick route choices for some of the legs I didnt get to whilst “armchair riding”.

At least I started, though.  Unfortunately, Mark Nixon didn’t even make it to the start line, the muppet took a huge tumble on the skills loop whilst warming up. He had some really nasty gravel rash all the way up his spine: get well soon, but I bet it will smart in the shower tonight!

After a rest and some food, I went back down to help Janine with the results and watched a close set of results come together in the Men’s race until Ben Plowman came in several minutes clear of everyone else to take the British Crown, a fantastic achievement in this his first proper year of MTBO. Em Benham, as expected, took the Women’s title. Congratulations to the British Champions!

So time to take a break, get well, make sure the bike is in good condition and look forward to the next World Cup Race in Poland, though to say I’m disappointed would be an understatement 🙁

results http://www.janineandjase.plus.com/british2010.html

British MTBO Championships-Middle-Drumlanrig

The British MTBO champs moved back up north to Scotland this year. Ex-British Squad riders Phil Winskill and Janine Inman planned and organised the Middle race held at Drumlanrig Woods. Drumlanrig Castle and Country Estate is set in the beautiful rolling Dumfriesshire hills and was bathed in sunlight as we arrived. The views out from the castle over the estate’s parkland and forests were spectacular as a good turn out of Britian’s top riders met, awaiting their start times.

Following my crash two weeks ago, whilst competing in Hungary, my ribs had not really got any less painful (probably an indication of some cracks rather than bruising) and post British Orienteering Champs fatigue had left me feeling not in the greatest shape. A lurking chesty cough then materialized on Thursday, adding to the woe.

Starting the race I rode strongly up the first two hills, not feeling too bad, although splits show that those thaking the risky route along a difficult-to-ride track on the way to number 1 had much faster times. I rode cleanly until a mistake on an unmarked track at number 4 cost me perhaps a minute but it was after number 5 that I started to feel the effects of my chest. Splits show I lost time on the climbs up to 6 and 7, and I made a small, silly error on the way to 8 costing me another 30 seconds. At this point, eventual winner Killian Lomas came past on a mission. I managed to stay with him for a couple of controls but he slowly pulled away and, although my heart rate was not that high, there was nothing I could do about it.

The course dropped down into the parkland for the last few controls which took us through  grassy hollows off-track via some controls on ‘proper’ orienteering features to the finish. At the end my legs were like lead and I really struggled into the finish feeling quite downhearted at my performance, in fact my split to the finish from the last control was one of the slowest. Downloading although obviously disappointed with 8th I was cheered by the fact that I wasn’t too far behind and given my condition.

I went back out for a bumble warm down to collect controls and enjoyed the lovely scenery some more, before heading back down the M6 for a comfy bed rather than camping,  to get ready for Sundays long race……

results http://www.janineandjase.plus.com/british2010.html