I bagged my first kiwi last year and I decided to come back, grab another by the tail and bag me one more.
Dropping down the big river track towards Reefton I'm fatigued from the constant impacts and cold from the rain . It's just on dark. The rocky slope gives way to gravel and finally seal. I'm holding back the speed so I can see. My right ear is smarting from the wasp sting I got a little earlier. The rain has an odd fluffy feel as it hits my lips. A little gritty I realise it's big - they are plastered over my jacket. Greg Galway catches me up and we push on to the pub. There was no need for discussion - we both new that was it for the night.
Later over toasties and a beer the pub owner and part time ambulance officer told us of the recent collection of a French rider who smashed up his face and broke both wrists when it all went wrong on big river...
I had the best time out on this iteration of the kiwi brevet. It was my second the first being last year. I met more people - some old friends and made some new ones. Getting to ride partway through with some of the pack was a bonus. Ripped my legs off a couple of times particularly on the way to ...
I hit Seymour Square a little after 7pm Wednesday.
I had gone on sabbatical for an hour or so close to home looking for a non-existent cycleway. 3 minutes before the start of the event my GPS died so I did the route without the friendly helpful line or maps. I also didn't listen at the briefing and missed the info about the stopbank change. I had travelled almost the total distance without outside assistance so decided to try to work it out. It was not my finest hour but I new I would be disappointed if I did it any other way at this late stage. Although I had occasionally been told by other riders and members of the public where other riders were, I had not looked at others spots throughout the ride and wasn't about to fire up the app so close to the end. Nelson had been difficult in the dark but I think others with fared little better. It provides an additional many would say unnecessary challenge but even now I'm remembering it fondly:-)
My plan - if I can be so bold as to call it one was to minimize downtime and maximize recovery.
rolling time on the bike is where it's at. Given that you can push pedals in a reasonable fashion the biggest difference between one rider and another will be the total time spent pushing them. Waiting for coffee, food being heated, finding things on shelves and just generally dilly-dallying (if that's really a word:-) all conspire to slow progress.
Changing songs or podcasts, taking pictures and obsessing over distances completed and those to come can also slow us down. Some might say that these are the fun bits but I would argue that feeling the urgency of day one on every day thereafter is the aim - mine anyway.
Getting back on the bike in a timely fashion is more important than how often and when you stop. If I'm on the bike I will push.
I stuck cleanly to the 6hr downtime rule. I would prefer not to have it as I think dropping it adds another strategy element that makes it more fun to do. We do have it though so that's what we must work with. Getting cleaned up, food in and off to sleep alarm set to be rolling 6hrs later is crucial for me.
I felt the most rested between day sessions of any of the rides I've done - including Tour Divide. Soft I know but although carrying my solo tent, mat, feathered friends ultralight bag and sleeping thermals, I had no intention of using them. Day one was obviously going to present some problems....
We started at 10am on Saturday.
day one ended 10pm at Scotties Hut on the St James
Day two 9pm at Springfield
Day 3 9 at Reefton
Day 4 9.30 at Richmond
Home just after 7pm Wednesday
Mostly earlier finishes and corresponding starts worked well for me.
Just under 4.5 days - faster than last year and I'm happy with that.
A quick breakdown of the days:
GPS not loading 3 before start time. I determined a problem with the card. I decided not up waste time dealing with it and instead focus on what I did have. No mapping or route for the ride. Initially and at a couple of key points a bit of a bummer but I think I have a better feel for the ride because of it.
The St James proved a smashing start in many ways - great fun but hard work riding rigid. tougher than I and many others thought it would be. Made Scotties hut. Bed and possible noisy later arrivals won out over setting up my tent. There were further arrivals and my sleep was less than ideal but I believe better than it would have been in my tent:-)
--MacDonald Downs-Lees Valley--Springfield
Hot through the Lee's and a bit disorienting that the entrance to the is not of that name. GPS line would have made that less stressful. The was tough going. No flow, bike carrying. Hard to feel positive about the experience accept to be happy I got through it unscathed. Met another rider at Sheffield. looked knackered! He had pushed long the night before. Pushed on to Springfield and talked the pub into opening the kitchen to make toasties for me and my soon to be arriving hungry mate. He looked grateful as he scoffed a and raspberry and coke. He pressed on - I stayed at the .
Springfield-Porters Pass-Arthur's Pass- Gorge---Big River Track-
3am start. Porters went by with only a couple of trucks on the road. Breakfast with Andy Beale at Arthur's Pass. Fast through the gorge and caught up with Greg Galway on the rolling sealed and gravel roads towards Blackball. Pressed on to and on into the rain through the W and Big River Trail. A little slow across the top in driving rain. The descent down Big River was suprisingly fast if a little dangerous... Greg and I stayed at the R pub. Shower oh so good..
Fast early start in the rain. Cleared by and the saddle was a pleasure to ride. Met a few riders. in a bit of competitive pushing with some guys with a little less time on their legs. I think they would be just as quick over a bigger distance too however... Great fun - great guys. Took a little more time to eat and stock up in . Mangles Rd into the flew by, the P not so much...
Smooth riding through the valley of the hops to and on over to Wakefield and eventually into the to Richmond. The end of this day came around 9.30 with the perfect triangle of McDonald's, Motel opposite and 24 Service station nearby.
Richmond-Nelson---Port Underwood Rd-Seymour Square Blenheim
Tricky took their toll but heading up Waimea Valley on the Dun MTB Trail before dropping down to take on the climb up M was an inspired choice. Flowy to the degree that the was not I hit this at first light and loved every minute!
to was improved by some great conversation with black sheep/ boy Jaspers excellent company.
Talk of 29 and 29+ setups ensued when Andy Gilbert turned up at the Pelorous Cafe on his Krampus.
to and over Port Underwood to Blenheim was a little more difficult when I couldn't unclip my left foot after losing a cleat bolt on M. I climbed more on the bike than I likely would have had I been able to get off the bike...
Back to the square in time to freshen up and go for beer and pizza with a few other finishers. The pain melted away leaving only the contentment that comes with completing something that demands total focus and effort.
That man deserves way more than a dirty old DB... and he got it!
So not a lot of pics to share but I shared my ride with some great people, before, during and after the race. I won't likely forget it or the laughs and the trials I shared with them along the way.
A big thanks to Scott and Jo for the mammoth effort they put in.
A big thanks to Scott and Jo for the mammoth effort they put in.
I've bagged me two Kiwis. Not easy to catch but well worth the effort.