With the memory of Pippingforrd at the forefront of my mind
I was not completely confident before this weekend’s final round of the
national series despite a couple of good weeks of training. The course at
Newnham is always tough and tweets earlier in the week regarding a technical new
descent were making me slightly nervous. I did a couple of practice laps on
Friday and the track was more slippery than the proverbial greased weasel. I
felt very out of touch with almost no off-road riding since the National Champs
almost 2 months ago. The new descent everyone was talking about started from
the top of the first climb and dropped down through the woods to the river
taking on a few drops and lots of slippery root sections. It seems this section
may have been retrospectively named ‘Gladiator’ due to the fact you are there
purely for the pleasure of the baying crowd. Annoyingly I rode the whole thing
the first time while following Paul Brenan (Inverse)but then got put off on the
second lap by the spectators crowded around it and bottled it from then on! I
dropped a bit of pressure from my tyres to get a bit more grip which helped a
little but it was still very sketchy on the rest of the course – lots of
slippery rocks and berms. Along with the tricky descents there were two and a
half killer climbs in the course to deliver you to the top of each section and,
of course, the obligatory river crossing. After my 2 laps I walked up to the ‘Gladiator’
descent hoping to see people ride it properly to build my confidence but
instead all I saw was lots of people falling down the gully which put me off
further.
On Saturday morning, after watching the women and juniors
post some impressively quick times around the course I got my kit on and went
for a warm. My legs weren’t feeling great at this point, possibly down to the
nerves from the lack of racing. Off the start I stuck to my plan of getting mid
pack into the first right-hand turn onto the climb. Unfortunately it all went
tits-up from here. I got forced wide and into a ditch off the side of the track
meaning once I was back on my bike I was the last man in the pack. I kept my
head and tried to pick up a comfortable pace but was being badly held up in the
first singletrack. I managed to move up a couple of places before the Gladiator
but going into the very first drop James Hampshire from XCracer decided to get
off his bike making the rider on his wheel cartwheel into the drop leaving me
nowhere to go except over him and his bike before going over my own handlebars!
Not a great start to a section I was already lacking confidence in but I
managed to get back on my feet and run the next section before remounting in
front of the chasing pack. I hopped on, rode the B-line to the gully (not my
original plan but since I was still trying to get my feet clipped in after the
crash it was my only real option) and crossed the river with a big gap to the
riders in front. From here on I spent my race catching and passing other
riders. On the penultimate lap I managed to catch Nial Frost (XCracer) and Simon
Allard (Off Camber) and managed to put some time into them on the final lap
descents but on each climb they were catching me again and I had to really
fight to keep ahead of them on the final climb and into the final fast swoopy
singletrack to the river. At this point I knew any mistake could cost me but I
held my nerve, popped over the rooty step up before the ford smoothly and was
almost home and dry. With just a couple of turns in the main arena to negotiate,
I didn’t have to look over my shoulder, I could hear Simon right on my wheel.
Fortunately, I nailed the final 4 turns and sprinted for the line keeping my
slender 1 second lead.
I finished 9th in a very strong Expert field and
not far behind some of the top riders in the category. My legs were shot and I
was reduced to wheezing like an old man but I knew this was the best ride of my
season. It’s just a shame I lost so much time on the first lap or I might have
been able to challenge Ross Mallen for 8th!
No comments:
Post a Comment