Cannock Chase Monkey Trail Review

The long awaited new Mountain Bike trails on Cannock Chase were finally opened in mid April. Having been away racing abroad and embroiled in the organisation of the British Orienteering Championships, May Bank Holiday Monday morning was the first opportunity for me to get out and explore the new route.

Riding from home in Milford, two of us on hard-tails decided to ride the new trail as the designers intended from Birches valley so after a 25 minute warm up ride out we started on the first part of the trail, the existing Follow the Dog section, though tweaked at the beginning to try to separate bikers from the many other users of the forest centre.

Saftey improvements are noticeable all round, with better signage, but the first rock garden before crossing the bridge over the brook out towards the black graded ‘log’ is a little difficult for beginners early on for those just doing Follow the Dog. The original single plank over the marshes also seems to have been changed to make it easier now, though.

The turning off the Follow the Dog route to get over the Rugeley to Cannock road comes off half way down a section that opened a couple of years ago. The new paths immediately benefit from machine built fast flowing bermed corners that sweep down hill to exit at the bottom of Kitbag Hill.

The railway crossing is fine but the road crossing is an accident waiting to happen. Cars really speed along this stretch and, although visibility is good, it is very difficult to judge how fast they are approaching. Although I’m sure it would be difficult to arrange because of land ownership, some warning signs would be useful for those new to the area.

Cannock Chase Monkey TrailGood to see once across onto Rawnsley it is a technical singletrack ascent that winds its way up the first ridge before cascading down the otherside rather than the classic trail-centre norms of long fire road climbs. This just repeats and repeats in a seemingly never ending series of switchbacks and swoops. The trails are very narrow, with fairly steep drops to the side and at times the distance between handlebar and trees is very small, but commitment rewards with the bike going light over the many humps and bumps.

There is only one fire road climb on the route, which is fairly gentle taking you up, before a series of fast crests leads to more of the same. Every so often a small rock garden can take you unawares, but the single tracks keep on coming. My guess is that of the 19km total of Follow the Dog and Monkey Trail, at least 15 kilometres must be on single track.

After a final climb the route seems to crescendo. A black rock garden option (we bottled that bit) starts a series of descending swoops that seem to build getting faster and faster, before having to brake to stop at the bottom to negotiate the “anti-chav” gate before returning back across the road and railway line.

Then the sting in the tail, known locally as kitbag hill (so named by the men who stayed at the RAF national service training camp that covered the area in the 50’s). This climb saps any remaining energy before returning back onto the classic Follow the Dog route until the second major change in the new route’s design.

The Forestry Commission, quite rightly, has tried to keep the various pedestrian and family users of Birches Valley separated from the MTB routes. Hence the original sections of Follow the Dog from the early noughties have now been shelved in favour of a new route down through Takeroo. These single tracks again build and build swooping and looping tightly through the trees, but we did feel that the technical drop off towards the end needs a chicken run option (edit -now a little easier), as both of us decided it was not worth risking our necks on and it came up as a shock with little warning.

A series of large rollers finish the lap which the Garmin 500 indicated at 19km with 470 metres climb. It took us about 1.5 hours to ride but we only stopped once for a couple of minutes for a drink and a bar after an hour, riding straight through the groups congregating at the tops of the climbs. I would expect that a leisurely group stopping regularly to chat could easily double this time.

We finished off with a spin out for home chatting about the route.

Both of us thought it a big improvement on the original follow the dog which although graded red was really blue in standard. In fact, rightly or wrongly, I have ridden the original Follow the Dog with my baby daughter on a seat on the back a few years ago. Monkey trail is a red-graded route for all its length and is way out of baby seat territory. It is a proper MTB route

I expected it to be busier than it was. In fact, after we pulled past a few groups at the beginning it was fairly quiet. Being so narrow I expect that the single track climbs could be a bottle neck and frustrating for stronger riders, but as long as people are happy to stand aside, I’m sure it will be fine.

The new surfaces seem to be standing up well with no real erosion kicking in but the underlying ground on this area of the Chase tends to be fairly gravelly anyway.

So congratulationss to Chase Trails and the Forestry Commission for providing the Midlands with a top class trail route that has now also addressed many of the safety and user conflicts of the original route.

http://www.chasetrails.co.uk/

http://www.forestry.gov.uk/cannockforest

World Cup MTBO Hungary – Long Race

Long Map Part 1After a fitful nights sleep on bruised ribs and scraped arms and legs, I decided that I just wanted to finish the long race and not come last.

The start finish area was the same as the middle distance race, so up the hill again on the ride to assembly, but it seemed to take longer and felt tougher this morning. The weather was, again, glorious sunshine and blue skies as the riders lined up for the mass start with a plane circling overhead to film us. We were wearing DAG timing chips on our shoes as well as the usual SI and these were studiously checked by marshals on the way in.

We dumped our bikes in predetermined zones by race number and then walked back about 75 metres to the mass start line, where we lined up next to our upturned maps waiting for the countdown. On “Go!” all 70-odd of us careered over the meadow to our bikes and we were off. There were a few elbows but we all got away cleanly towards the start flag some 400m distant. At this point tLong Race part 2he gaffling (gaffle is the Swedish work for forking) took over, and the pack split in to 3 streams of riders to the 2 first controls via various route-choices some 3km distant uphill all the way.

I settled into a steady rhythm for the 15 minute climb tucked in behind a German, and apparently Andy Conn was the rider tucked in behind me the whole way up. On the way to number two my horrendously squeaky front brake unfortunately scared a group of horses we came across. The riders quickly brought it under control and we were off again but I decided on a route to number 3 avoiding another encounter. The tricky ‘dangerous’ descent from the middle race featured again today twice but a good line was forming on it and I rode it cleanly without incident. Out of number 5 I opted for a navigationally dangerous cut through which paid off fantastically, bringing me ahead of a group of top 20 riders who had just Long Race final Loopdropped me. Then it was a blast downhill towards the village. Unfortunately, Andy and I plus about 5 other riders started racing at this point forgetting the gaffleing and consequently everybody made a mistake. Mine was probably worst losing perhaps a minute as I relocated and found the control, but It was my only mistake of the race.

Andy pulled ahead at this point as I had a leg which took slightly longer but it was neck and neck.

We then looped through the start finish area and changed maps before attempting the other gaffled course first control, again a 15 minute climb. I started a cat and mouse game with a Russian who kept pulling ahead on the climbs only to make little errors allowing me to catch up. I’m sure I saw him thump the handlebars when I over took him again at one point 🙂

From 3 to 4 on the second loop, I again chanced a big forest cut though contouring and, agai,n it paid off pulling back in some riders who had just dropped me after I stopped to “mark my territory”.

I started racing again when I caught a small group, and was replaying a mantra in my head ‘ride your own race, ride your own race’ which seemed to work and I managed to overtake them and pull away without incident.

Turning the map over again as I punched the last control of the second loop I noticed two things: one, the last loop was short and technically difficult in terms of navigation, and two, Andy Conn was 10 metres in front of me!

I knew this was my chance and luckily I held it together in the complex network of tracks and open areas and managed to cleanly ride the next 4 controls pulling ahead of him by a couple of minutes.

Finish Area LongThe planner had an ace up his sleeve, however, with a really tricky second last control, which had people riding all over the place. I ended up half running half falling down a horrendously steep bank in a bid to stay ahead of the chasing pack which seemed to work. I had a final wobble on the way to the finish when, frantically trying to read the map at speed, I finally wiped a blob of mud away from the map-board to diLong Resultsscover the location of the last control and the taped finish funnel, though lost about 20 secs in the process.

I gunned the run in and practically collapsed over the line to download thinking I was racing someone for the line (I wasn’t I suspect my shadow was tricking me). Considering my state at breakfast I was very pleased with the way I rode and was elated with 38th place.

Em had a fantastic ride to take 7th. Andy lost nearly 3 minutes to me on the last few controls and came in 43rd. Sarah came in a very tired 42nd.

After packing our bikes we all headed for a well earned Pizza on the lake front before driving for our flights with very tired legs.

World Cup MTBO Hungary, Middle Race

An early slot in the start lists meant I was one of the first up to the start/finish area, situated on a grassy plateau a few kilometres above the town.

The map for today was a continuation of yesterdays sprint map, but this time at 1:15,000. We started in grand style on a podium with Maria commentating and the off was straight into the most technical area of the sprint map. I immediately made a small mistake which, unfortunately, probably lost me nearly 2 minutes as I faffed and took the wrong track descending to far down towards the houses and on the way to the next control saw my 3 minute man (the next rider in the start list) coming the other way. I focused and didn’t let it affect me though and rode strongly to the next, though a wobble in the circle lost me a few precious seconds in the dense network of tracks.

FinishPlanning ahead it was obvious this wasn’t going to be a classic middle race, more of a “short long”, with lots of climb and big route choice legs. I started riding quite well after the wobbly start and pulled in a group of early starters. I think made some OK route choice decisions, though its difficult to tell until the splits are available later tonight.

We had one very steep descent which had caution signs, and we had been warned about it in the team briefing the night before as being dangerous. I was skidding down it wondering what the problem was when at the bottom saw there was a drop off through a drainage ditch across the track ! I threw my weight back and hopefully the watching photographer got a reasonable shot of it, though I suspect he was looking for fallers!

I rode the next 4 or 5 controls cleanly but chose the long rSarah Baylissoute choice option round on the long leg, avoiding the climb (as did Andy Conn). I’m sure the really strong riders would have gained time on this leg by going straight, but, for me, I think it was the right decision. Then came my “highlight” of the race….

Going flat out on a level landrover track I had a massive accident. I think my crank/pedal caught on a strand of fencing wire which was strung across the track in the grass. Needless to say the bike stopped but I didn’t taking a huge dive, superman style, over the handlebars to land some 10 feet away from the bike in a crumpled heap. For about 10 seconds I though I’d really hurt myself, winded and struggling to move, but as seems to be normal on these occasions I tried first my arm then my head and then finally I staggered back to the bike to disentangle it from the wire.

Wiches Goulash !A bit dazed I cruised the next two controls fairly slowly and carefully before opening up the legs heading for home crossing the finish line and into quarantine where early starters have to wait until all other competitors have started. By this time the blood from a small cut on my chin had made me look probably far worse than I was, and organiser, Sandor, lined me up in a row of three riders, all waiting for the doctor to patch up. He looked at all three of us and decided I warranted attention 2nd, triage being what it is! After cleaning up my various cuts the spray he applied to the scrape/lump on my arm hurt more than the original injury !

I felt a bit groggy for a while but after quarantine was opened I had a big bowl of goulash (served from a huge witches style cauldron) and bread which seemed to sort me out.

Although I felt I didn’t have a brilliant ride (the hills certainly favoured the stronger riders) I am fairly satisfied with 48th, 4 minutes up on Andy (53rd), who unfortunately punctured. Sarah was 43rd, Em 14th.
The afternoon was spent skyping home and relaxing watching the world go by on the hotel terrace seeing the braver Swiss and Austrians taking a dip in the lake, but it will be an early night for the team as tomorrow the mass start long race starts at 9am!
 
 

 

 

World Cup MTBO Hungary – Sprint

The sprint race was held 2 km from the event centre, in the low cultivated hills and urban edge of the town. A stiff climb up to the start meant that there was a significant net descent on the course, which finished with a mad dash through the streets.

I got a great start and nailed the first control, but lost loads of time on the second. Thinking I had overshot after blasting down a road, I went in too early on an unmarked track but relocated very quickly after spotting a very small quarry. I still lost perhaps a minute, though.

I was good through number three, confidently riding the rocky ‘dangerous’ descent for the TV cameras, but lost time near control 4, again taking an unmarked track which I should have noticed was wrong. I eventually extracted myself from the undergrowth (with a great big stick through the front mech) and headed out into the grassland section where I picked up some time riding and navigating well. I made one final error before the sprint for home, missing seeing a fence on the map and tried to cut through to a road, only to be forced back round losing time.

I rode the town section cleanly and avoided mispunching the control that caught so many others out.

I sprinted for the line overcooking the braking and managed a spectacular punch with rear wheel still in the air.
Looking at the results I was pleased to see I was well inside the top half in 30th position, my best international result to date.

Em had a solid ride to take 12th, Sarah, 36th and Andy Conn beat me by 40 seconds, making only two small mistakes to take 25th.

Results should be available at www.mtbo.hu

MTBO World Cup Hungary – Travel Day

 

   

After 3 days of pondering the plume of pesky pumice emanating from Iceland, it was all systems go and mega-stress on Wednesday night getting packed, when finally it was confirmed I would be flying out to Budapest on Thursday morning, after all, for round 1 of the IOF MTBO World Cup Series.

Monday evening & night had been spent producing the start lists for the British Foot Orienteering Champs which is being held on the Chase over the Bank Holiday weekend, so I was full of horror getting my race bike out of the car (not cleaned from Sunday) on Tuesday night for a quick recovery ride finding a slow puncture from the rear tyre.

Investigations on Wednesday lunchtime showed a small stick embedded in the tread which produced a large hiss when removed. Unfortunately all the wheel milk had dried up inside so no autoseal. A quick trip to a local bike shop to discover they had run out of my normal milk ended up being supplied with a bottle of useless stuff I won’t complain about too much to here, as I have since read their website and discovered I wasn’t given the right stuff anyway, it being more like a puncture fill than a wheel sealing milk – grrrrrr…… After a couple of hours of air pumping, goo squirting and 2 rim tape replacements, knight in shining armour Raleigh/Corratec’s Jimmy Taylor offered to meet Cath at 9pm in Derby with some Joes No Flats Milk and by 10.15pm everything was dandy again, and by 11pm I was all packed. Not great prep for a 4am get up, but at least I had a ridable bike.

On Thursday morning things went much better, both alarms went off, I had a proper breakfast and was in the airport early after using a really good parking provider – Airport Car Parkz at Luton. Into departures for collection of the British MTBO teams standard fair (Boots value meal deal) and time to chill. It never ceases to amaze me on these early morning flights just how many stag do’s are propping the bar up, lager in hand, at 6.30 in the morning!

We ended up taking off an hour late but with a tailwind. A good book, a front row seat with lots of leg room and a packet of peanuts, and I was finally a happy chappy.

After picking up the hire car (from a different terminal in Budapest) I set off on the A4 into the Hungarian countryside to kill a few hours before picking up Sarah Bayliss from the airport. After a quick stop in Tesco’s to get some water and fruit (then back in to get some more water after the first bottle I opened in the car let me know it was fizzy by spraying all over me), I found Monor, a little town where I had goulash and rice in a little eatery by the town square, before finding a quiet lane to sit down in and build my bike on the side of the road, much to the amusement of passers by.

I then went for a 30 minute shake down ride on the roads and tracks just following my nose. Other than the vineyards the flat nature of the terrain, coupled with the straight single track lanes and low hills in the distance, reminded me a lot of the North Curry Moors and Sedgemoor where I grew up in Somerset.

From the airport it is about 100km to Balatonfured on Lake Balaton where we hope to meet up with Andy Conn and Em Benham, the rest of the British Team. Unfortunately Mark Hayman’s flight was cancelled so we are one down.

Full details of the event at http://www.mtbo.hu/

 

Event Preview – World MTBO Cup 1 – Hungary

 
Well, after a roller coaster of emotions over the last 6 days with the ash cloud closing UK airspace, it looks now like I might actually make it to this event so here is a quick preview.

I should be flying out Thursday morning from Luton  all being well with the changes to the flying regulations. Em Benham is on her way already by train to make sure of getting to the event! The World cup consists of a Sprint on Friday, Middle race on Saturday and a mass start Long on Sunday.

With 500 people competing at the open pubic events the atmosphere should be fantastic. More details http://www.mtbo.hu/ . It’s just a big shame some of entered British riders have had their flights cancelled & won’t make it.

Race Report – Foxley MTBO

Sundays event organised by Harlequins Orienteering Club’s Colin Palmer was held in the private forested estate of Foxley, about 5 miles West of Hereford. The skies were blue and the sun shining brightly as I queued on the Worcester ring road with lots of people trying to get into a car boot sale.

So, a little late I arrived to find the event in full swing.

I had intended to get lots of people practicing their E punching and then competing in the Stodge Blog Sportident Punching Challenge (more about that another time) but I just had time to set it up before warming up and getting my head together ready to race.

The sun filtering through the trees and the relaxed atmosphere at the start / finish with ‘Colins’s kitchen’ complete with tablecloth was in stark contrast to the course which promised 25 km & 700 metres of climb with several areas of free order  controls (Hungarian style) – gulp !

I started strongly, riding fast to the first control, but I think it might have been better to take the road option and spend more time concentrating on planning ahead on the first free order section. Opting to ride downhill off track through the controls 42 and 43 I missed taking in 41 first, which, in hindsight, was a mistake, but there were lots of route variations available. Coming up out of the free order section there followed a tough section of uphill riding with variable surfaces and some fallen trees. Ben Plowman put in some fantastic times for these legs, showing his strength and technical riding skills. We then headed back down on some fantastically fast descents on single tracks and wide grassy rides, enjoying the private nature of the forest to really let rip (24mph recorded for me) but were then punished for our enjoyment after a few controls  by a huge climb back up to the ridge for number 57. I felt I rode this section very well and the splits show me consistently on or ahead of the pace which I am pleased with. It is again showing the concentration on strength this winter is paying off on the hills. Going into the second free order section I was leading, 20 seconds up on Ben and 5 minutes clear Andrew Windrum.

Disaster then struck for me. I had just overtaken a couple of people and managed to miss a track junction on the way to 61 losing about 1.5 minutes until I realised what I had done. Looking back, I should have stopped and had a proper look at the map. I then lost nearly another 2 minutes on the way to the next 2 controls picking daft route choices panicking trying to make up time. I started to get things back together again only to blow another minute on the way to number 50, even after double checking a track junction.  The map wasn’t great in that area but I can’t blame it, no one else cocked up quite so spectacularly on those 4 controls, some mental mistake preparation needed, me thinks, before my next race.

I then got back into the groove and set a few more fastest splits but there was more muppetry to come. Turning over the map for the final time I didn’t see the long route out and back to number 67 and promptly lost a load of climb going half way to number 68….

Luckily I rode cleanly to the end to take 3rd place after that, but it is frustrating to know I lost so much time on those 5 controls and is just not good enough at this level.

On the plus side I was very happy with the way I was riding and particularly my strength on the hills.

Ben Plowman had his best MTBO result to date with a great ride, his experience of joining his local orienteering club, SYO, and attending club training sessions seem to be paying off.

After a warm down and a stretch in the sun, most people had left for home so I didn’t have time for the usual banter but I did go back out and pull in a few controls at a relaxed pace, enjoying the views through the forest and the wildlife before packing the car for the return journey. The area was very good for MTBO, perhaps a little too much climb for some, but Colin got the winning time right.

I think, looking back (and I know Colin and I spoke about the rideability and the various types of tracks in this working forest before the event), that the wide grass rides should be marked as open yellow rather than paths next time and perhaps he should also add some fallen tree symbols, but for a first MTBO map of a new area, planned and organised by one man, it was great. I look forward to returning to this area next year if Colin can secure permissions again, and thanks to Harlequins for taking the plunge and putting on an MTBO.

Results available here….