Dyfi Enduro and Lots of Fish and Chips

Perfect bike for the job: Giant Anthem Advanced 27.5

 This weekend was my 7th annual raid on Machynlleths finest fish and chip shop, along with pillaging the local shops for welshcakes and taking in some terrible excuse for comedy. In the middle of this, almost by conincidence, is the Dyfi Enduro. This 'event' (apparently it's not a race...) pre-dates the fashionable enduro racing that fans of heavy bikes and gnar druel over and the top placings are generally dominated by people in lycra on XC bikes. That being said, there is a substantial amount of time to be gained by descending quickly over the frequent slate-scatterred white-knuckle descents. Although fast and loose isn't usually an accurate description of my descending style, my Giant Anthem with it's 27.5" wheels did its best to flatter me allowing me to enjoy the descents. (Edit: Looking at Strava it looks like I posted a PB on every descent). Obviously, because it isn't a race, there is no queue for the start line an hour before the start, there are no elbows and jostling for position behind the neutral leadout car and you don't get to the top of the first 5km long climb with your legs so full of lactic acid that you can taste it in the back of your mouth. That is, of course, unless you are in the other 90% of people who have made the journey to North Wales, in which case it is a bloody race. I can't imagine 'no, i insist, after you old chap' was heard very often at the top of the final decent throughout the day.

The neutral lead out through Machynnleth town center and out to the trails was nice and fast meaning the front of the race was reasonably strung out and by the time we were released and I was sitting 3rd wheel beihind reigning national marathon champion Neal Crampton. About half way up the climb I backed off a bit to save energy for later but the front was still in sight when eventual winner Dan Evans made his attack towards the top. I managed to keep Matt Page in sight until after the highest point of the race over the moorland climb before he suddenly dissappeared. Turns out he went the wrong way and lost a hat full of time. Breaking from tradition i didn't get lost and continued climbing and descending relatively well. I didn't actually ride with anyone for the rest of the race but did manage to make up a couple of places on the technical singletrack climbs. Without having anyone to bottle for me and with me refusing to wear a cammelback I had to stop to fill up a bottle at the feedstation which cost me a place to someone who didn't stop. Although I decided to forgo the sausage rolls and flapjack I may as well have sat down for  a 3 course meal with the ammount of time I lost. I refuse to go anywhere near High5 so I had to find a sachet of Torq powder in my back pocket and add it to the water but it ended up more like throwing my bottle at a girl dressed as batman and chucking my remaining gels and powders on the floor under the table. Perhaps more planning is required to perfect the technique for future editions! It was enough to allow him to get out of sight which is crucial on a course like this.

At the foot of the final climb there is a free bar but they didn't seem to be open when i came through and just told me to pedal faster when I requested a refreshment, although I now find out that Neal Crampton stopped for a cheeky half so maybe I just miss-understood the welsh dialect. On one of the switchbacks on the following climb I spotted a group of 3 closing on me so I knew there would be no gentle ride to the finish. I still felt strong pushing to the end.

The final descent was the only dissapointment of an otherwise fantastic course. with about 1km to go we dropped into the woods down a muddy steep track with huge ruts from MX bikes which was just about un-ridable. we were spoilt with the old finish which was a 1km flat out narrow descent. this has been washed away now and unfortunately the new alternative pales in comparison. I managed to hold on to 6th overall, 5 minutes back from 3rd and about 30 seconds ahead of a fast finishing Scott Easter. It's not a bad result, especially considering it is the first time I've climbed a hill that is longer than 2 minutes, but I still feel like I was hoping for more. Hopefully it will be just what I needed in my legs before this saturdays National Marathon Championships in Selkirk.