Friday 17 August 2012

A Weekend of Opposites


Saturday – There was a strange glow in the sky, which I eventually recognised as the sun!  After a week of heavy rain the weather gods had decided to grant an early preview of spring... but my program called for a night ride!  While considering this I dropped Shane off to go exploring in the Tawatawa reserve area and parked by the beach to enjoy the rare treat of reading a book in the warmth of the sun!

Eventually I decided on compromise, so headed out along the coastal trail at QE park  towards Raumati at around 4.  I chose this route as one least likely to be knee deep in mud, as well as to not cause any damage to the waterlogged trails.  From Raumati it was back to the main gates of QEP, then up the hill through Whareroa Farm.  Splash through the stream, slosh through a short muddy stretch, then climb, climb, climb up to Campbells Mill Rd, then on to the forest gate.  It was pretty hard to keep breathing and admire the scenery all at once, but I managed OK.

I was treated to a beautiful sunset on my way back down, then finished off with a final loop of the Coastal track as darkness closed in.  Nothing like a ride in the sun to recharge my (solar) batteries!

The rain started at a scarily early hour on Sunday and never really stopped!  The forecast was for clearing skies in the afternoon, so I waited... and waited...   yep, still raining!  Oh, well – a good opportunity to test my new waterproof socks, if nothing else!  (I find this kind of weather hard to dress for, as being comfortably warm on the descents usually means baking inside my own personal sauna on the climbs! So – today’s option was minimal layers with a waterproof outer.) I headed out from home for a modified version of yesterday’s ride.  Funnily enough, there were very few people out and about (no bikers) compared to yesterday!  Between the weather, the damper surface and my slightly toasted legs the riding was much slower today – but it was still good to be out and about rather than on the wind trainer!  The little stream that I splashed through yesterday had doubled in size, so I decided to wade through rather than risk total body immersion!  FYI ‘waterproof’ socks aren’t designed to cope with this kind of treatment!  My feet were wet, but warm, for the rest of the ride!  Slosh through the muddy paddock, slog up the wet clay climb, along Campbell’s Mill road, dodge the big scary cow/bull/dinosaur hiding in the corner (I wasn’t game to hang around to find out for sure!), turn around and head for home.  No photos today, just find something grey to look at and that pretty much sums up today’s viewing!  Finished up tired but satisfied...  and rinsed all of my wet weather gear in the shower!






Wednesday 15 August 2012

Santoft Sizzler


Leading up to race day I was a little apprehensive – although the Santoft course isn’t really technical (and unlikely to have wheel-grabbing alligators hiding in the sand) I was worried about how I’d go and  whether I would let myself down  after my last not-great outing at Pukeora.  First good point of the day was the weather – not raining!!  Even better, the track was pretty much dry.

I’d come down with a mild dose of germs during the week– just enough to notice when pushing really hard which, combined with a haze of pollen, meant my throat felt like it was closing up when I was breathing really hard. No problem, just make my legs work harder instead, right?  Being a short (relatively) event I planned to support myself while Shane sifted around, took photos and generally had a relaxing day out.
 
The first lap was pretty congested – I wasn’t willing to push hard enough to get a good spot on the start loop, so I mostly followed the train through the first single track.  The novelty of a track with no mud more than made up for my lack of top end pipes (probably made very little difference to be honest) and I thoroughly enjoyed the next few hours – passing, being passed, everyone on the track was polite, friendly and out for a good time.  I even won a spot prize because I was smiling going past the timing tent!  I also got to watch the Female Solo winner (Sasha) zoom past me, wheels hardly touching the ground – I guess flying is much faster than riding!

For some reason I had it in my head that the event ended at 5 hours, so when I came back around at 4 hrs 50 I thought I was finished.  Wait, what?  I can do another lap?  Surely not!  This was confirmed by the girls in the next-door pit.  I’d had enough, and was pretty sure I was done... until some friendly encouragement from Megan D to “finish it off”.  Oh, well, I’ve still got coke in my bottle, so best I head out again – and I’m so pleased that I did!  No, I couldn’t continue at the same intensity, but by backing it off a small amount I could keep going quite happily.  The extra lap made no difference to the results, but made a big difference to how I felt about the day!  Worn out, sweaty, smelly, dusty and smiling... success!