Thursday, 29 July 2010
Open 24 - 3rd Place
Tuesday, 27 July 2010
Bronze in World Uni Orienteering Champs
Monday, 26 July 2010
Silver in World University Orienteering Championships

Last week I competed in the World University Orienteering Championships along with inov-8 team mate Graham Gristwood and the rest of the Great Britain team.
A weekend in the lakes

This weekend, I decided to avoid the temptation of running Great Hucklow to complete the gritstone series and risk damaging my ankle more....however my avoidance tactic involved going to the lakes and on Friday I found myself at the start of the montane 100mile race cheering on Shelf and his crazy racing. There was some free physio to be had and afterward my ankle felt much looser!
So when Lingmell Dash was suggested on Saturday I was there! A quick 4.5mile race straight up and down Lingmell from the Wasdale Head Inn. I figured I could always race up and see how downhill went, I could always walk. The cloud was right down and it was quite wet and windy on top.... I felt really strong on the climb (I deffinately like what cycling has done to me) but even so, it was a relief when Joe Symonds ran past on his way down, closely followed by Jethro Lennox dressed as a fairy (stag do). I reached the top not long after in 41mins. I headed off downhill, the first part was quite gentle, although I couldnt really see where I was going, so I maintained a reasonable pace. Half way down I looked at my watch and realised I could get the record if I was lucky. The last bit of downhill got very steep! And slippy! I was sensible and had to go quite slowly at this bit so when I hit the bottom I sprinted for home (well until my watch went over 60mins), and ran into the finish (which was a lot further along the road than I remembered) in 61:17, 1min 17 off the record. I love this race! Straight up, straight down, perfect! Will have to have another go (in the sun?) next year!
As my ankle felt fine before/after and on most of the descent, and there was a sign to Kentmere from Wheelbase (where I spent money on shiney bike parts), we happened to end up in Kentmere on Sunday for the Kentmere Horseshoe. This 12mile loop looked tempting as I hadn't run around many of the hills before. I set off without my usual speed but warmed up about 1 or 2 miles in and started pushing hard up the steeper bits of climb. I felt comfortable up Ill Bell and on to high street, then there was the first bit of downhill and I lost a few places. Up to Kentmere Pike went ok, then there was a long descent and it all went to pot! I ran slowly down the first bit which was soft and bog like, then it got more rocky and I basically walked to the bottom. I expected to have to walk at some point and it wasn't a disaster as I hadn't seen another woman for the entire race, so I ran into the finish as 2nd lady (a bit further off the record this time) which I don't think would have been any different after racing Saturday as well!
It seems my ankle is quite strong as it got twisted all over the place this weekend and coped with that well, but it is still sore on hard downhill impacts. Hopefully I'll get a bit more physio and it'll be fixed in no time!
Saturday, 24 July 2010
Training for the Transalpine Run
Last week's training was a little different compared to what I've been doing these last few months. As I felt tremendous amounts of energy in my legs build up I decided to take a break from running meaning that I only ran twice and do a really purposeful brick session.
I also wanted to test my nutrition and furthermore my gear that I'll wear during the Transalpine Race coming up in September. So I headed out on my road bike early Sunday morning to get to the bottom of the Pilatus mountain once again. As usual, the guys working at the cable car station were helpful to put my bike in a safe place while I went running up the mountain. Anyway, compared to last week, the strength in my legs was amazing. I took off 25 minutes the bike time, pretty much effortlessly, and about ten minutes off my total running time it took me to run to the hut where I turned around last week. All the sections I walked last week I consistently ran up. I found my rhythm straight away, felt I was finally in the zone where I need to be at this moment in time. I could have run for hours but had planned to cycle back home the same way.
Nutritionally, I'm trying Udo's Oil for six weeks and see how that'll improve recovery , help with the healing process of my foot and improve my sleeping pattern. I have one tablespoon with my muesli for breakfast and another spoonful of this delicious oil as a topping over steamed veggies and/or a salad in the evening. During the brick training session I had 4 bananas, one gel flask filled with chia seed gel, 750ml coconut water, plain water, 8 dates, one vegan nut/crunchy energy bar and as a caffeine kick after the run I had one soy latte.
I thought I knew what my body needs and felt confident that my energy would last but on the bike back home I bonked – very badly and never got out of it, even after trying to convince my mind that everything was fine. This is when it gets challenging and I remember this feeling from last year at a 50K race. You tend to get tunnel vision, get into a survival mode and focus on the moment. Another lesson learnt for me: take more foods with you than you think you need and start ingesting adequate amounts of calories early on.
Here is what I did last week:
Monday: Run 60 mins. undulating
Tuesday: Bike 1hr. 45 mins. hilly at good pace
Wednesday: full rest day
Thursday: Bike 1hr. 55 mins. hilly
Friday & Saturday: full rest day
Sunday: Bike 75K 2hrs. 35 mins. @30.5 km/h av., run 1hr. 50 mins. up Pilatus, Bike 2hrs. 45mins. back
Thursday, 22 July 2010
Back to some fell racing
I had been back in the UK for 48hrs before I was tempted into running a race. Shining Tor is a race of varying length from what I've heard, but it has settled on 5.9miles with 1600ft climb for the last few years. The last time I ran it was 2006 when it was over 7miles!
The race sets off on road before a gruelling climb up to shining tor. You then loose all the height you gained and cross the route you went up, before climbing again. There is then a long descent down to the dam at the bottom and finally a steep 150m up the dam wall!
I set off strongly and just under 20minutes later was at the top of shining tor as 1st woman. At the start of the descent I glanced over my shoulder and saw Steph Curtis (hope the googling works again steph :-P) so put the boot in a bit! However, within a minute of setting off downhill my left ankle really hurt and I remembered the colour my ankle had been before going to Portugal. In the grindleford fell race I went over on it so badly I couldnt walk on it for 24hrs and it was beautifully blue! I got mountain rescued off and had concentrated on being able to ride a bike pretty quickly. It hadn't complained whilst riding in Portugal so I assumed it would be ok, but apparently it can't hack downhill running yet!
Steph and another lady from Altrincham passed me on the descent and I thought that was the last I'd seen of them. However the course then went uphill again and I caught back up to Steph just before the top. For the first time ever I could have done with it being an uphill finish, Steph quickly dissappeared down the hill and I just had to hold on and hope that the Altrincham runner was not in the mass of people pelting past me! She wasn't and I held onto 2nd, 1st U23 and part of the winning ladies team :-).
Time to get the ankle sorted out properly before the terrex now!
World Mountain Bike Orienteering Champs 2010
I have been in Montelegre in Portugal for the last couple of weeks, competing in the MTBO World Champs. The first few days out there we were acclimatising and doing a bit of training, but at 38 degrees, sitting in a river was more desirable than riding a bike!
The first race was a sprint around the town of Chaves on Sunday the 11th July, thankfully the temperature had dropped a few degrees by then. The complex network of roads and cobbled streets made for some challenging competitions. I set off knowing team mate Emily Benham was hot on my heals, starting 2minutes behind. I raced well to control 4, maintaining a top 30 position, then a slight error dropped me to 39th and allowed Em to get a glimpse of me. I pressed on and at control 12 saw Em for the first time. I got onto her wheel to 13 however my back wheel had a puncture. With the thought of staying on Em's wheel in mind I carried on riding but was distracted by keeping an eye on the tyre (not on the map) and eventually had to stop and put in some air. This in itself cost me a couple of minutes however when I looked back at the map I realised I had no idea where I'd riden whilst staring at my back wheel......So bit of a learning curve about stopping when you get punctures. I lost a further 8-9mins relocating (as apparently I was off the side of the map) and finished in 47th. Not what I'd hoped for the start of the week. A mixed bag of results for the GB team with Helen Clayton storming round into 9th position on the Junior womens course and a senior male who will remain annonymous winning the HE course for most of the day!! (Shame he'd ridden the M20 course....).The next race was the middle distance in South Montelegre on Tuesday 13th July. The terrain involved technical riding and steep hills of loose rocks which were very physically demanding. I rode a consistant race, with some good head to head racing in which I kept with all 3 riders who tried to pass me in the race, taking the lead on the nav for several legs. My route to 5 turned out to be slower than the direct route on less ridable tracks (I was playing it safe after finding some rather indistinct medium riding tracks in the model event) so I lost a bit of time here and a little later on at 13 but otherwise I was very happy with the race. I finished in 37th, my highest position in an internaitional race to date! Last year I was 49th, 42minutes behind the leader, this year I was only 16minutes down in a tightly packed group, showing a huge improvement in a year!
The next day was the Long Distance qualifier which was less technical in the riding department but a LOT hillier! I rode round pretty gently and didn't feel particularly good, but made the A final.

On the rest day before the middle we had been swimming in a natural pool, a really great find! Captain Conn had jumped in, forgetting his car keys were in his back pocket.....An international rescue team, with representitives from Austria, Finland, Estonia, Lithuania and the UK headed back to the remote pool after the long qualifier and in an amazing anti climax (we had visions of hours of diving in search of the keys) Lauri from Estonia dived down twice before miraculously surfacing with the keys! Needless to say:
The final of the Long took place on the Friday 16th July in Morgade. The riding was fast and hilly, which suited me down to the ground! I was flying round but saving some energy for whatever my second map might hold and had caught my 3minute woman at number 1! At number 4 I was heading downhill fast when I hit a rock. I didn't think anything of it until half way to 5 when I realised I had a flat in my rear tyre again! This time I got it right! I stopped straight away and put air in the tyre. I could hear it hissing out immediately so decided to ride to 5 in the hope my tubeless gunky stuff would seal it en route. It didn't, and still not panicking I whipped out the back up plan - an inner tube! I fitted it quickly and pumped in some air. As I took the pump off I watched the inner part of my valve snap and fly across the floor, swiftly followed by the sound of air leaving my tyre at high speed.....
It was one of those moments where you have no alternative but to accept it wasn't to be - I walked back carrying/pushing my bike for 6km before a kind Slovakian called Matus gave me an inner tube and we rode the final 3km to the finish.
The final race of the week was the relay on Saturday 14th July in North Montelegre. Helen Clayton handed over to me after the 1st leg and I have never ridden a bike so hard! Sadly I made the school boy error of going too fast for my brain a couple of times which made it a less than perfect but solid ride with elements of amazingness....Emily finished off the race, bringing us home in 11th.I had a great couple of weeks, made a lot of new friends and have an increased confidence in my MTBO ability. Although the results don't show it, I feel I've made a big improvement in the last year and am aiming to concentrate on MTBO and cycling a lot more in the next year in order to improve again before the World Champs in Italy in August next year.
Wednesday, 21 July 2010
Tour de Mont Blanc
After the profound disappointment of getting sick on the tour divide and dropping out, I felt the need for a bit of R&R (running and recuperation) so last Thursday night I flew to Geneva. On Friday morning I started the tour de mont blanc from Chamonix and ran around it in four days, finishing in Chamonix Monday lunchtime just in time to get back to Geneva and a flight back home.
Tuesday, 20 July 2010
Al Andalus Ultratrail

My friend Andy who was organising the medical support for this 230km ultratrail in southern Spain managed to persuade me to enter the event back in December last year. Little did I know at the time that my competition would include 10 times winner of the Marathon des Sables and 2:16 marathon runner Lahcen Ahansal from Morocco (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lahcen_Ahansal).

British Aquathlon Championships Salford Quays - Owain Llŷr James
Another trip to Salford, England on Saturday, 17 July saw me take part in the British Aquathlon Championships organised by Manchester Triathlon Club.
I was taking part in the youth category, which involved a 400m open swim in the Salford Quays, followed by a 2.5kM run.
The first wave saw the youths, senior females and male age groups I+ take to the water. Whilst the youths and junior races were not championships events, they certainly provided some great practice and an opportunity to weigh each other up in advance of their championships in Hyde Park next weekend.
A good swim saw me coming out of the water in 1st place, leaving the senior athletes to complete another lap. A 2.5kM run followed, bring me home in 1st place.
The race report can be seen here and here, with pictures on the sportpicturescymru.
Friday, 16 July 2010
A day in the mountains in Norway





In preparation for the World Orienteering Championships which are being held in Trondheim next month, Team Inov-8 athletes Oli Johnson and myself have spent the last 3 weeks out in Norway on an intensive training camp. Yesterday we took a break from orienteering training to go on an adventure in the mountains a little south of Trondheim. It might have been a rest day for our heads, but it certainly wasn't for the legs - a 25km route taking in a 1600m peak called Kringelhøa, with a fair chunk of the route on snow and scrambling up rocky scree.
Thursday, 15 July 2010
European Mountain Running Championships, Bulgaria
Monday, 12 July 2010
Team Inov-8 South Yorkshire at Jukola 2010
Finland's Jukola Relay, or Jukolan Viesti, is the world's largest sporting relay. It attracts over 15,000 competitors from all over the world, who take part in teams of 4 women or 7 men. The women's competition, the Venla Relay, takes place in the afternoon and the men's competition begins at 11pm and runs through the white night of Finnish midsummer. At the elite end, the top Nordic teams are highly professional, and the relay is considered almost as important as the world championships in club culture. Next year's sponsorship deals depend on the media coverage provided by a good result at Jukola.
Men's mass start - Image Courtesy - Kytäjä-Jukola 2010
This year's Jukola posed a special challenge for the runners. In the words of the British team coach, the Finn, Toni Louhisola, the terrain of this year's Jukola was ‘some of the toughest ever.' Jukola organisers warned teams that times would be the slowest in this century, and that amateur teams should take particular care to help each other in the forest. In case that wasn't enough, weather conditions deteriorated on the afternoon of the race after days of unending sunshine, ensuring that the night of Jukola would be much darker than expected. In the event, only around 300 of 15000 competitors completed the relay before the cut-off time of 9am, the lowest proportion for many years. So how did the British teams fare under these conditions?
Women's mass start - Grace in bib number 130. Image Courtesy - Kytäjä-Jukola 2010.
The women's competition started well for South Yorkshire with Australian international Grace Crane, picking her way up to the top 30 from her starting position of 130 by the mid point of her race. But disaster struck when she damaged her ankle on a rocky descent and lost a lot of time to the leading teams to finish 173rd. Heather Gardener and Laura Daniel on third and fourth legs ran strongly but came unstuck in the tough, rough terrain to lose more time to the leaders, but picked up places to hand over to Jenny Johnson on the last leg in 155th, Jenny ran well and overtook 30 teams, who were quite spread out by this stage - and who were seemingly lost - without even seeing them, to finish 125th, some way down on their goals and behind the Scots who put in a great performance to finish 83rd.
As the weather closed in, the atmosphere of the event changed in the build-up to the men's race. The spectacle of the men's mass start is something to behold: 1500 men, 30 rows 50 wide, headlamps blazing, waiting to plunge into the dark forest. The challenge of the first leg is to keep calm while chaos reigns around you. As the sprinting pack fans out into the trees you need to find time to concentrate on the map and use the runners around you. Courses are forked so there is no advantage to be gained by blindly following. Many a top team came unstuck in the carnage of the first leg in this year's Jukola, but South Yorkshire's Jamie Stevenson, former world champion, now retired from international competition, managed to keep a cool head and ran a safe race to come back in 48th. Matt Crane and Oli Johnson, both British team members, followed up with solid races to pick up a few places to 34th over the next two legs, although both found the courses to be some of the hardest that they had ever run. Meanwhile the Scottish team had an even better night and were some way ahead in 28th.
Dawn broke, and the lead continued to shift backwards and forwards between South Yorkshire and Scotland over the next three legs. The commentary team picked up on this mini battle taking place some way behind the lead and kept spectators informed of developments at TV controls around the course. However after a string of mistakes by South Yorkshire, by the time Rob Baker handed over to Graham Gristwood on the last leg, the deficit to Scotland was up to almost 15 minutes. The British International and former relay world champion did his best to close the gap and managed to reign in 10 of these minutes over a tough 96 minute race, but in the end Scotland were too good for us and we finished in 46th place, just behind the Scots in 44th.
Team Inov8 South Yorkshire at Jukola 2010
This race was as tough as it gets, and although none of our runners were completely satisfied with their races, the result is encouraging. We will be back next year, more experienced and stronger, to take on the best that the Nordic orienteering world has to throw at us!
The 2010 results in full are here: http://www.jukola2010.net/sivut/pages/en/results.php
More info on the Jukola relay here: http://www.jukola.com/?kieli=eng&id=30
Thursday, 8 July 2010
Good run up to the Ultra Tour du Beaufortain
Well, the van's finished, the entry is confirmed, the family is (almost) ready. Time to head out to Albertville and the Beaufort region of the French Alps for the Ultra Tour du Beaufortain, a 105km 5600m route starting at 4am a week on saturday.
Last year was the first time the organisers had been bold enough to float the race as a single stage ultra, but they were thwarted by unseasonable weather and storms on race day which put down over 12 inches of snow on the route in only a few hours. The race was stopped after 5 hours and so hopefully 2010 will see a complete running of the course for the first time.
It's very hard to train for a race of this length. I still maintain that form over this kind of distance has more to do with last year than last month, and my training times seem to agree with me. This week has seen me post PBs for all my regular routes from 10k to 15 miles, and I can't quite explain why. Still, being fast over 15 miles is one thing, 15 hours another.
It's almost impossible to feel prepared for this, so I shall enjoy feeling unprepared and amateur, and just hope that I can sneak into the pack on race day without anybody quite knowing why this tall Brit in long shorts is keeping up with the who's who of French distance masters. I can dream.....
I will at least have company - Chris is going to be there too (it was his idea in the first place, as it happens, so I'm not allowed to beat him). It will be strange racing against each other rather than together, but knowing Chris he'll head off into the distance from the gun, and I'll be facing a 14 hour catch up race plan.
Cross your fingers for us, and lets hope the knees hold out.
Sunday, 4 July 2010
UK Challenger Trophy, Aviemore
See it on Channel 4 “The Brain Cell”, 18th July 07:30AM
I've just come back from 5 days in the Cairngorms on business. Not quite my usual day job designing new aircraft, but as I was representing Airbus in the UK championships of Intelligent sport it counts. The Challenger Trophy or "UK Championships of Intelligent Sport" is closest cousin to the multi day adventure racing stage race (think MSOQ or Hebridean Challenge), but with a massive dose of extra strategy, team work, and problem solving.
The stages this year included night orienteering (using compass and pacing), a 2 hour team duathlon, 3 hour canoe stage, 5 hour mountain bike stage, a 2 hour stage based on "Cluedo" (Professor Plumb and all that) and perhaps the most tiring of all - a 3 hour chess game.
The problem with representing Airbus in Challenger is that we have a pretty much unbroken record of winning the things, when fielding anything like our top team. Including all the Challenger World Championships (unfortunately not taking place in 2010). This year we had a male performance team (including me), an all female team for he first time, and a male "Development" team of new guys.
In athletic terms we had a great team: Captain Martin Warren, uber experienced mountain biker, navigator and Challengerer; Jon "Forest" Price, veteran of all the Worlds competitions I’ve done, and a member of Qinetiq's team in the past; Matt the Machine, stepping in as last minute replacement for Broughton based Dave Bignell; Max "Power" Bachmann, a tall, quiet, ripped ex Swiss military pentathlon team member who never ever showed signs of tiring and Chris "Simon" Elsey, speedy runner and swimmer. In problem solving terms we also had a great team. In strategy terms...we weren't quite there as a team and it cost us. We did "okay" in almost all the stages, but never quite hit back at the leaders despite our best efforts. Except in the final stage…
Back to the board game: we knew that there would be a chess theme, but nobody knew beforehand that we would be playing two chess Grand Masters for 3 hours! Picture a hall containing 80 plus chess boards laid out in a big ring with dramatic lighting and the grand masters in the centre. Put fear into my heart. We were relieved to find out that our team "Exec" Mark had actually been in his school chess club, which raised our standard considerably, and he did a great job despite a shaky start losing a pawn almost straight away as none of us knew about the "en passant" move... One hour in we were in deep trouble, but we fought our way out. Two hours in we were in really deep trouble with our pieces decimated and constantly on the run from our alternating opponents. At this point most of the teams were still in. After two and a half hours the ranks were thinning, but we were still hanging in and eventually succumbed after around 2 hours and fifty minutes. Just another 2 or 3 moves and it would have been a "Draw"!
After the Cluedo we came to the last and certainly not least stage: the televised Grand Prix. This was introduced by Challenger as (despite awesome coverage from experienced AR film makers Dream Team TV) Channel 4 had decided that the main event was just too confusing for the average tv punter. To be fair it was always going to be a challenge to get it across in 25 minutes. Or longer. The “Brain Cell” Grand Prix stage was the answer to this dilemma. First past the post wins. Nice and simple? Except for the fact that failing to solve any of the puzzles around the course results in a multi-minute stay in a "Brain Cell" cage watching the brighter team fly by. Fancy a bit of problem solving under pressure?
After a disappointing main event we were on a mission. The stage started with one team member (Matt) sprinting about 200 metres along a sandy loch shore to retrieve our first puzzle. Heavily in oxygen debt, Matt was gutted not to be in shape to solve the Rubik’s cube, but Mark stepped in and saved the team with a speedy performance. Handing this in to the we were onto our bikes with another puzzle to solve en route to our first "Brain Cell". Finding that we had two different answers to the maths problem posed, we took the time to check through and get it right - giving the lead to some of other teams, but confident we could ride them down. I should have said that it's four team members out of the team to do each stage, and for this one it was me, "Forrest", Max Power and Simon.
Riding along the bike course I realised that the strong Norwegian team "Telenor" were sitting on our wheel. So dropping to the rear of team I slipped into the gap...and slowed my pace bit by bit. Once the gap between me and our other riders had opened I stood on the pedals and hammered ahead leaving Telenor with some more work to do.
Back in the transition area we were on foot towards the canoe section. Telenor took advantage of a better position on the racks and made a good transition to take the lead again. Running in tight formation Team Airbus pulled them in and cruised past.
Arriving at the canoes we made our worst mistake of the Stage: it was only after getting our canoe in the water we realised that we had it the wrong way round! After a quick rotation and with Telenor back in the lead again we continued on the canoe course reading two algebraic equations on the course buoys and getting Simon to solve them while the rest paddled. There wasn't more than a minute or two available but Simon nailed it, and we exited the water first, leaving Telenor to do another loop after submitting an incorrect answer.
On foot again for a lap of the Loch we solved the next puzzle (a Dingbat) without stopping, and put the hammer down to gain 3 minutes lead on the chasing teams with Simon and Max taking it in turn to tow.
The last Brain Cell was a tantalisingly 200 metres from the finish line, but it was easily the toughest. A tv screen was set up to show an animation of 20+ logos spinning and moving around the screen. We had to count how many were going anti-clockwise. Oh, and the animation changed every time. After 3 minutes we had converged on an answer of 8, but decided to give it "a couple of more goes" as nobody else had arrived. I was still getting 8, but Max announced that he now made it 9. At this point the next team (AWE) arrived. Reasoning that it would be easier to under-estimate we submitted Max's answer. An incorrect choice here would mean a tortuous 9 minutes in the Brain Cell, watching AWE or any other team that arrived and solved the problem to run past us to victory.
Find out what happened on Channel 4 (or see Dream Team TV site for streaming after 18th July).
Harvester Night Orienteering Relays
Ups and Downs for Bristol
The Harvester Tophy is one of those great events that are a little out of the ordinary, and as a consequence a lot more fun. A night orienteering relay is a good combination in my book: night = adventure (and challenge), relay = team vibe, and I'm enjoying getting back into orienteering a bit more regularly after a decade or two off.
Last year's Harvester was just over the bridge in South Wales. This one was a little further afield from Bristol at Eridge Park near Tunbridge Wells. Not in a part of the country that springs to mind for outdoor sports, but it’s actually a great spot. The event was based at a copse on top of a grassy hill top with views all round, and nice wooded valleys with real crags and boulders (yes, they do exist in the SE).
Having left the kids with my Mum and Step-Dad for the night I drove down in the trusty camper, and dropped in on Ifor Powell, to catch up on his stories of dodging scary Greek shepherd dogs (unsuccessfully judging by the scars) on his mountain bike. After a bit the other Bristol OK members rolled in and I went off to get set up for my nominally post-dawn run.
The generally awesome Clive Hallet was leading my team's charge on first leg. Ifor was doing the same for the B team, but had already let the world know he thought he was in the wrong team - no pressure Clive! I hit the sack and woke up to hear that Clive had dropped about 29 minutes on the leader. Which is a lot on a 60 minute leg. But before I'd even been roused from my slumbers Keith the Kiwi and Mark Bown had pulled back a lot of that, and John Hartley was out doing his bit in the dark. I was on the Dawn leg with some running in the dark (tricky), some in the light (easier) but with changing light conditions that can lead to mistakes.
Headtorch on I was ready to go in good time, and wrapped up in my trusty duvet jacket when John came in having pulled up to 4th place and (crucially) right behind second and third. In fact it seemed that I might be in third as one of the teams came up as "retired" on the leader board (actually a glitch sorted out later). Don't blow it Pete. No fancy stuff, I just picked off each control one at a time. Nice and steady, but not carefully enough (it would turn out later).
Gradually the light improved, and by the brutal climb to the spectator control half way round I could drop my headtorch and battery. It was at this point that I caught up one of the other teams and got a bit too keen to over-take. There ensued a running battle of not great navigation combined with lots of physical effort. The end result wasn’t catastrophic, but it didn’t feel too clever. I dropped the other guy on the last climb as I gave it all to hand over to our next runner Matt Franklin who, despite suffering badly with a cold, caught up the lead team Unfortunately his opponent decided to just sit in and follow, secure in the knowledge that he was handing over to World Champs relay gold medalist Graham Gristwood was his last leg. Our Tim Britton did a great job on last leg but had to accept second place.
It was while Tim was out that the results board showed up a problem. One of our team had apparently failed to dib at a control. And that someone was me. I knew that I’d been there, and stuck my SI chip into the receiver box, but if you’re really unlucky you can be too quick for the box…and you never ever leave without hearing the beep and/or seeing the light flash. It had been a long, long time since I’d made a mistake like that, and a true nightmare that it was during a relay (cardinal sin). Really, really sorry guys! So BOK’s best ever turned into a DQ. I hope to have the chance to make up for that one...
Thursday, 1 July 2010
Transition
Kennedy Meadows sits innocently enough in the middle of nowhere just doing it's own thing. It marks the end of the desert and the beginning of the Sierra mountain range. A staging post if you like, a marker to tell you that you no longer have to endure the heat, dust and lack of water of southern California and can look forward to cooler temperatures, abundant water and views to die for.
I climbed steadily over an afternoon and the following morning. Cresting Deer Mountain Ridge I descended to Monache Meadow and was met with a panorama that had me in disbelief. Mountains to either side of me framed a scene that I shall remember for the rest of my life. The Kern River meandered through the middle of the picture without haste, beige sand sloped gently to it's edge. Lush meadow carpeted the valley floor and tall Pines scattered the hills. The finale was provided by countless clouds streaming overhead, so perfect I dared to even breathe. My jaw dropped, my eyes opened wide and suddenly all the reasons why I had wanted to do this challenge in the first place became completely clear. The PCT had taken my emotional turmoil and weakness of the last week, picked them up and thrown them to one side. It had provided me with confirmation that I had made the right choice.




