
Day One-Stage 1 and Stage 2
Woke up to a stunningly beautiful, clear morning, but as we drove around the mountain the weather got decidedly more menacing. We rocked up to the T.T. as a breeze got up, it clouded over and dropped from 10 degrees to 4 degrees. After a chilly warm up, all the skin suit clad roadies started crankin out some fast times around the 8km circuit.
As to be expected from a mountain biker with a terribly upright position, no skin suit or queer-spares I clocked a desperately awful time. I figured I’d ignore the the fact I cant time trial to save myself and focus on having a nice time freezing my butt off over the next few days.
I think it actually cooled down for the afternoon stage (if possible) and then the rain came down. It was as flat as a pancake, with almost 60 of us trying to stay on the left side of the white line (or else)!!! We rode around like a bunch of drowned rats, getting a bit strung out at times, but pretty much stayed together. I just made sure I didn’t stray to far from the front and got 8th overall in the sprint and 2nd women.
Day Two-Stage 3 and Stage 4
The next day it was colder and snow was on the forecast for the afternoon. There were a few hills chucked into this stage to make things more interesting. People started to ping off the back as we climbed throughout the race. On the last wee climb the remaining bunch totally disintegrated and we ended up in packs of 3-5. I’m not sure where I finished overall, but as the 3rd chick across the line. Back into the car, crank up the heater and dry out the clothes.
An hour or so later it was back into the riding gear for another frigid blast. As the A grade started so did the sleet. I decided I had a much better chance of "warming up" if I stayed in the car with the heater on full blast. We got off to a pretty average start, however the wind had changed and gotten quite a bit stronger.
I almost packed my pants when a few super-strong gusts blasted my deeper dish wheels and I got a bit sideways. A nice man next to me said it was ok to crash into him, and that he’d catch me, so I gathered some courage and kept ploughing along. This stage was very rolly, fast paced in parts and extordanarily slow into a massive headwind. Then it snowed. On us.
Again on the homeward climb the bunch broke, but about 10-15 of us got away. So it was a sprinty finish. I was in the top 10 and 1st female.
Day Three-Stage 5
Woke up to a beautiful day, although a bit nippy. Had a good warm-up in anticipation of a fast climb not far into the race. Got to the climb, bunch went so slow that there was a crash. Got around it and stuck to the pointy end of the bunch for the rest of the race. We dropped a good part of the bunch as we hit the hills. Then cows. Yes. We got to one of the more major climbs and had to wait for baby cows to walk halfway up the hill. Meanwhile the dropped people caught us. Got past the cows, re-dropped the previously dropped people and continued on.
On the last hill it got nasty. I didn’t help myself much starting the climb from the back of the bunch. Silly me. Got a bit strung out over the top, lost a few more people, but I managed to bridge back to the main bunch which left it to another sprint finish. A very clueless man decided to yank the brakes on as the sprint went, therefore cutting the other woman and myself off. She tucked in behind me then hopped around for the finish, giving me 2nd female.
So after all that I came 19th overall in C grade, 2nd woman, froze my pants off and toughened up a bit. Must work on that T.T……..NOT, I’m a mountain biker, I belong in the hills!