Showing posts with label Commencal Bikes. Show all posts
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Friday, November 2, 2012

Chiang Mai 2012

DAY 1 - DOI SUTHEP 

Khun Aoa "What's that in your pants?"
Ahh, our annual pilgrimage to Chiang Mai with the Singapore Five-O. There were 13 of us this year - Chris, Stephen, Ron, Jamie, John, Gerald, Jack, Ernie, Wayne, Robin, Kelvin and Dennis. 

As usual, we were greeted by Khun Aoa, Bond and his merry men from Mountain Designs at the airport. 

Thai beef noodles
We headed straight to Doi Suthep for our first down hill ride, but not before stopping at the beef noodle shop opposite Chiang Mai University. 

I don't know what it is about travel and Thailand, but my appetite always seemed to be up a couple of notches. So two bowls of tasty mixed beef noodles later, we drove up to the trail head at Doi Pui and quickly assembled our bikes. 

Singapore Five-O

After a couple lengthy warranty claim years, I was reunited with my 150 mm Commencal Meta 55 Carbon shod with new Maxxis Crossmarks LUST 2.1 (rear) and High Roller LUST 2.35 (front) tyres. The bike was sharp but oh my, did I need some time to get used to the 26 inch wheels and more relaxed head angles which made the bike more responsive but twitchy.

Bling ride
The KS i950 adjustable seat post was not working properly, with an annoying two inch vertical play every time I sit down. Also, I wished it go down further especially during the steeper sections.

After settling down and readjusting the settings along the way, I started enjoying the rest of the ride. We took the van up for the the second run near a Hmong village. This was the classic and my favourite Doi Suthep down hill trail - steep, rocky and super technical. It sure gave me a rush and a sense of accomplishment after hanging on for dear life.

The long and fast ride gave rise to arm pump and brake finger fatigue, compounded by less and less finger leverage as the brake levers moved further away from the hand grips which I presumed was a result of the brake fluid heating and expanding. 

Jamie's manly gash
There were a few casualties. Jamie hugged a tree and got rewarded with a nice souvenir on his chin, Robin got entangled in a barb wire fence and John walked away with a higher right cheekbone after falling off a couple of times.

We ended the day with a nice dinner at our favourite restaurant at the Chiang Mai market place with the fabled Five-O tradition of "creme of sum yung gai", followed by a foot massage.

DAY 2 - DOI ITHANON

Beautiful
The crew picked me first from our base at People Place Hotel in Chiang Mai and I started solo from half way up Doi Ithanon, the highest mountain in Chiang Mai.

The climbs were steep, hot and slow. So slow that flies and mosquitoes buzzed around incessantly for most of the morning, very, very annoying.

Life's simple pleasures
The temperature in the morning was 30 °C but by the time I reached the top it was 20 °C. This coupled with a wet jersey made the down hill rides really cold.

After a hard morning's ride, I always looked forward to the simple but delicious packed lunch that we lug in our packs. On the menu today was braised chicken and rice.

I had fun chasing "X" who was marking the trail on his motorbike. He was faster on the up hills whilst I caught up on the downs.

Nice food and company
We ended the day at the quaint Mae Win Resort, managed by two charming sisters. Dinner was a healthy home cooked mixed vegetables and Tom Yam noodle soup.

I got my two hour Thai massage by a rather elderly man. He had a robust style to the extent of being painful but it was so effective in loosening the knots and muscle tension.


DAY 3 - WAT LUANG to THATARN

Mae Win Resort
It was a long but satisfying ride for me today. I departed first with a 10 km climb on tarmac and rendezvoused with the team at the trail head and then set off together into the forest. There were more climbs, mainly on fire roads.

As it was a Sunday, the trails were busier than usual with many dirt bikers and 4 x 4s. I almost collided with a dirt biker as he was powering up a steep slope on the same line I was riding down.

The familiar feeling when the van whizzes  by on the climbs
I was in close proximity with "X" who carried a few bottled water on his motor bike, and so water was not an issue. However, the rest were not so lucky as they ran out of water early on. The bottles that were left along the way went missing, and some even resorted from drinking from the streams.

The final descent was not as flowy as I had expected, mainly because of the severe erosion and thick bamboo forests. Some of the ruts were 3 - 4 feet deep which I think were a result of the 4 x 4's tyres over the years.

Scenic views at the trail head
One thing about Chiang Mai are the friendly locals, especially in the villages. Everyone smiles at you and life seems to be going at a slow and calm pace.

One guy another offered me water, another invited me to his home for coffee. My ride ended at a temple and I washed my bike, freshened up and pottered around. The last of the dehydrated riders arrived 3 hours later.

We arrived back in Chiang Mai after dark and I was starving. So after a quick shower I ended up with two bowls of noodles, fresh fruits and corn on the cob. I was so full that even the foot massage was not enjoyable. Note to self : control your munchies!

DAY 4 - PANG MA KAD to MAE PUNG

Racing up the slope with Khun Aoa
As usual, the van picked me up first. It had rained heavily the night before and today's ride was a muddy and uneventful affair. The trail was mainly fire roads and I had to be careful as there were many slippery mossy patches. Today's ride was the longest so far - 81 km and 2,000 m climb.

We ended at our new accommodation for the night at Amdoi Resort, a remote and peaceful place. Again, I finished the day with another painful but therapeutic massage.



DAY 5 - KHUN JAE to HOI YA SAI

Breakfast at Amdoi Resort
I started from the resort early, first on 10 km flat tarmac and then 1,100 m up 20 km to meet with "X" before the turn into the forest. I stopped to rest, had some mandarins and chocolate, topped up the CamelBak and then rode again. I caught up with the team just in time for lunch and banter, then rode down hill together all the way down.

Lunch in the forest
We concluded our ride in a temple, washed our bikes and drove back to Chiang Mai tired but with happy memories. We celebrated our wonderful trip in a Teow Cheow restaurant - sumptuous food, beer and wine and most important of all, wonderful friends.

The total trip distance for me - 300 km and 8,000 m climb.

Grinding up the endless hills























Pictures courtesy of Jamie Teo and Chris de Souza.

Saturday, May 29, 2010

12 Hour Mountain Bike Night Marathon

It had to happen, Singapore's (and my) first 12 hour night marathon. The rules were simple, to complete as many laps as possible within 12 hours in the Tampines Bike Park, an 8.3 km course with gruelling climbs, rocky trails, drops, switchbacks and some technical downhill sections. I mulled about the race and category  for about a second and decided on the solo - what the heck, I wanted to see how my body and mind would take to this paid torture.

My second task was to choose between the Scott Spark 10 and Commencal Meta 55, and decided on the latter for its more comfortable "all-mountain" geometry and 140 mm travel (as it turned out that was a wise choice).

Training was sporadic, riding with Morten Hansen and Mike Maxwell on a couple of nights and weekends. We discussed race strategies - nutrition (I survived on Hammer Bars, Endurolytes and bananas), hydration (alternated between with Hammer Heed and Perpetuem and consumed about 700 ml per lap) and lighting (I used the Ay Up V4 configuration).

Heck, I even reduced my alcoholic intake leading up to the race, which was a big deal for me.

Race day was a carnival, my Singapore 5-0 mates were present in full force to both race and support. Our logistics were amazing - team tent next to the feeding zone, full complement of tools, spares and bike stand, lots of food and drinks, battery chargers, and the ultimate indulgence ... a full-time masseuse and a proper massage bed (with the hole for one's head).

The race commenced at 5 pm and my plan was to break the 12 hours into 4 quarters, resting and getting a massage in between. The race started well enough for me, trying to get into a rhythm and pace myself conservatively. However, adrenaline and testosterone has a funny way of conspiring to make us ride too fast at the beginning. 

My first and second quarters were fine, I felt strong and relaxed and the lap times were comfortably sub-30 minutes. Third quarter onwards was tougher (I guess it was also way past my bedtime). Needless to say, as fatigue and monotony set in, my lap times became longer and I even stopped at the top of a hill, laid down and almost slept for 15 minutes. My IB and calf muscles were cramping, and my lower back was sore.

I soldiered on, and a strange thing happened towards the end. At around 3.30 am onwards, I felt like my second wind had come and I was actually riding faster and with conviction. Perhaps the thought of the end of the race around the corner motivated me.


And finally ... I completed the race with 18 laps, overall position 15th from a field of 56 racers - I am really happy with this result. There were champagne all around for all Singapore 5-0 racers and supporters. And in case you were wondering, first position went to a Filipino gentlemen with 25 laps! Then again, this was a no-age class race and some of the riders were half my age (yes I know, consolation thought).

Looking back, this was a fantastic event to savior. The organisation, atmosphere and camaraderie with friends. The pain, perseverance and glory.

Congratulations to Singapore 5-0 riders Mike and Louise who took 2nd position in the Mixed Duo, and to the other racers as well (we had 2 Solos, 1 Men's Duo, 1 Mixed Duo and 2 Quads).

Special appreciation goes out to Richard  Herberth for being my pit stop race support - the hydration, tablets, food and even dispensing with the annoying seat post creak - he made my race!