Orienteering World Cup 2, Sweden

This year I felt incredibly lucky to be selected to run at the World Cup round 2 in Sweden. Not only was this going to be my senior debut for GB, it also gave me the opportunity to travel abroad, something I haven’t been able to do for a long time.

I had barely picked up a map in the past year and my achilleas had been playing up for the few weeks before. I was reasonably fit but I knew my navigational skills were rusty. I hadn’t put too much pressure on myself to aim for international competitions this year as I wanted to focus on my final university exams which took place in the month leading up to the selection races. It was therefore a pleasant surprise to be called up and told I’d be running both the Long and the relay at World Cup.

It was good to have something to focus on again. My aim for the next month and a half was to squeeze in some quality running sessions and get orienteering as much as possible. Luckily for my I had entered the week-long Coasts and Islands competition on the West Coast of Scotland and the Scottish 6 Days (now only 3 days). I used these two weeks to get my legs used to running in terrain again and to work on my technique. 

The World Cup Round 2 was to be held in Idre Fjäll, a ‘mountain’ resort about half -way up Sweden. After getting out on the model map twice, I quickly realised this was not your typical Scandinavian terrain. The long area was on the lower slopes of Nipfjallet. The area varied from vague and sparsely forested slope to areas of extremely intricate contour and rock detail. One area was so infamous for people getting lost it was nicknamed the ‘Bermuda Triangle’.

I will admit my nerves were quite high before the Long. This was only my 3^rd W21E long ever and it was in some incredibly challenging terrain, both physically and technically. My strategy was to focus on the navigation and not the speed, as I knew time losses due to mistakes would be far more costly. Unfortunately, I had a shaky start with a poor direction to the first control. I tried to reset once I found it and made a proper plan for the next long leg. I had another small miss in the middle of the course but also executed a lot of tricky controls that involved crossing vague areas very well. 

There was a map change at the spectator run through where fatigue was starting to set in. On picking up the next map, I had to do a double take when looking at the next leg. It was a long one with 200m of climb across some very technical terrain into the Bermuda Triangle. It was definitely a test of concentration, as the further up the hill the deeper you were into oxygen debt and the more technical it got. Amazingly, I nailed the control by sticking right on line and ticking things off. There were then a few controls in the complex section, which I must have relaxed a little too much for and had another narrow miss. The rocky terrain meant it took me a while to relocate and resulted in another significant time loss. The last few legs were back down the hill across rocky ground. After my mistake I tried to reset and told myself the quickest way to the finish would be to get back cleanly.  

It was a very long day out in the forest for me, ending in 67^th position out of 99 runners. Initially I was very disappointed with my technical performance but watching some of the GPS traces of the best athletes, it seemed everyone was making mistakes. Looking back, there were many tricky legs I executed really well and many lessons to learn from those I didn’t. It was a tough introduction to racing at a senior international level, but I’m happy to get another elite long distance under my belt. 

Since I wasn’t running the middle, I had two days to recover in time for the relay. I was running second leg for the second team. This was my first relay since Junior World Champs in 2019 so it was so great to feel the anticipation and excitement again. My first leg runner had a brilliant run. I was starting on my own but knew there was a group close behind. I ticked off the first two controls nicely. I lost confidence to the 3^rd control having caught a Czech girl who wasn’t running on my line. A small hesitation meant I got swept up in the chasing group as we headed up onto the very intricate slope that had been the scene of many people mistakes the day before in the middle. I identified a very tricky leg coming up and made a plan as we climbed. Confident, I set off diagonally down the slope with a Norwegian runner. After a while I felt I had lost contact with the map slightly and the alarm bells started ringing. The Norwegian I was with ran on so I kept going on the chance it was round the next spur. Eventually, I decided I had gone too far and began to backtrack until I found the control. Looking back, my GPS trace passed straight through the centre of the control circle so I must have been so close to the control. Still, I should have executed my plan better. Having now lost the group, I tried my best to be clean for the rest of the course. 

There was a lot of lessons to learn from this competition and I’m excited to use the rest of the season to put them into practice and run a race I’m proud of. I’d like to thank the Jack Bloor Fund for helping me cover the cost of this competition and all the COVID tests that came with it

World Orienteering Championships – Doksy, Czechia

Since missing out on selection in 2019, my main goal has been the 2021 World Orienteering Championships. I had been training well and was feeling fit, and covid restrictions were gradually lifting across Europe in the spring, so things were looking positive. But disaster struck when I picked up a foot injury in April. I stopped running completely, started doing a lot of strength and conditioning, and got out on my bike. 

Gradually over the next couple of months I managed to do a little more running, but mostly limited to orienteering events, and never more than one day in a row. At the end of May / start of June we had selection races, where I ignored the foot pain, and just hoped that things would get significantly better in the next month. When selections were announced I started a bit more running, but still never managed more than 30k in a week.

I flew out to Czechia five days before the races started, to get some last-minute training done on relevant maps. My foot was much happier in rough terrain than on the flat, so I was able to do a few good quality trainings in the forest.

The week started with the Sprint in the fortress town of Terezín. In the morning’s qualification race I made a couple of mistakes, but really wasn’t fast enough to qualify for the final, and had to watch the top runners on the tv instead. But after three months of injury without any speed work, I was mostly happy to make the start line, knowing that if the same thing had happened a month or two later, there would have been no chance of me finishing a race.

We spent the next two days in Middle-relevant terrain in the Jizerské Hori. The forests were steep and rocky, with high undergrowth and dense areas of young beech trees making the going slow and the navigation difficult. In the Middle qualification on Tuesday morning I didn’t have a brilliant race, but qualified for the final as the best-placed Irish runner. The final went better than the qualification, but I still made some mistakes and found it hard to run fast, finishing in 52^nd.

My last race of the week was the Relay on Thursday in Kokořinsko. The terrain here is fantastic – massive sandstone pillars and crags on spurs separated by deep valleys, with beautifully runnable forest everywhere that isn’t too steep. If you were to try to design the ‘perfect’ orienteering terrain, this wouldn’t be far off it.

Heavy rain combined with the evening start time combined to make it very dark in the forest – a lot of runners used headtorches to see the map. One team apparently asked an official to go to a stall to buy lamps for their later runners when the race had already started! I was running second leg, and set off quite far down after my first leg runner had some difficulties.  I was on my own for the entire time, but had a good run and overtook a few teams ahead of us. 

The last race was one I didn’t run – the Long distance on Friday. This is the race I’ve really been aiming for, but with injury making it unrealistic this year, that goal will have to wait until Switzerland in 2023.

I’m incredibly grateful to the Jack Bloor Fund for helping me with this trip – it’s made a real difference, especially this year with the extra expense of Covid testing. I’d also like to mention Leeds Sports Injury and Physiotherapy Clinic, without whom I wouldn’t have made it to the start line at all.

Last week I flew to Bilbao to compete in the Junior Tour of the Basque Country. A five stage road race through the hilly region of the Basque Country (Spain). The team I was riding for (Team Gaursa) was based in Durango, just East of Bilbao. Arriving two days before the race started to adjust to the climate; buzzing for the first stage to start.

Stage 1
As we rolled out of Balmaseda, you could feel the bunch was nervous. With people riding on pavements jostling for position. Within 3km of the race starting I had been brought down in a crash. After jumping back on my bike I then found my rear derailleur had been ripped off. Thankfully the team car had a spare bike for me to borrow. With the first climb starting within the next few kilometres, it was essential to get back into the peloton quickly. Using the race convoy I managed to draft back into the race, just before the climb!. It was an interesting start to my race to say the least.

After a narrow descent, on continental brakes (switched over) I found my bike was locked into the hardest gear. At this point I knew there were many hills to follow with some exceeding 15%. So I focused on trying to minimise my losses. 40 kilometres of racing later and my gears started to work, this sometimes happen with electric gears. However by this point the race had split into groups. Finding myself in the 2nd group there was very little I could do, and eventually rolled in to the finish over 2 minutes down on General classification (GC).

Stage 2
Disappointed would be an understatement but I knew that with 4 stages left, I wasn’t out of the race. Stage 2 was arguably the hardest day of the race with 3 long hills. Setting a high tempo on the climbs, I wanted to remove any weaker riders who were potentially in front of me in the GC. No breakaway formed in this stage as the pace was so high. Resulting in a bunch sprint with around 15-20 riders. Considering 190 riders had started the race and only 20 in the final sprint, it had clearly been a tough stage.

Stage 3
Stage 3 was a shorter stage about 70 kilometres, however it would be followed by a time trial in the evening. With my team mate Adam 4th in GC, the priority was to focus on holding/increasing his position. Whilst still giving me the opportunity to go for the stage. The first short laps were around a town, featuring lots of road furniture (a big hazard in races). Holding front positioning was crucial as it reduced your chances of being caught in a crash, whilst also saving energy. A break away of around 5 riders got away. Which myself and another rider later bridged to. However, one of the riders in the break away was a threat to Adam’s GC position. So I was told by the director sportif to sit on the back and play for the stage. The finish line was at the top of short climb, which had a narrow run in. Positioning was crucial for in order to win the stage. I was 4th into the last corner and which set my place for the stage. In addition to this I had gained another 1.5 minutes in the GC taking my position up to 11th.

Stage 4
Going into the final stage I was situated in 11th on GC, with my team mate Adam 8th on GC. The pace was fast from the start, with a few crashes in the first half of the race. Thankfully good positioning meant I stayed clear of any issues. Throughout the race the size of the peloton was slowly decreasing. To which in the final 20 kilometres there was a peloton size of around 30 riders. Finishing with 2 ascents of a 4 kilometres climb, we knew the final selection would be hard. I got into the front group of around 15 riders on the first ascent. With the rest of the riders being dropped. However it was the 2nd ascent up the climb which would be decisive. Leading into the base of the climb I dropped positions and a group of 4 riders attacked off the front. They would lead to gain a 40second advantage to the finish (5km) of our group of 11 riders. After a sprint from our group I would go on to finish the race in 11th place.

After a mix of emotions throughout the race it was great to have finished. Not the result I wanted however I minimised my losses and leaned a lot of lessons. I look forward to potentially racing in the Basque Country again soon. A massive thank you to team Gaursa as none of this would have been possible without them. In addition a huge thank you to the Jack Bloor fund for helping support my trip to such an important race.

First Aid in a time of Covid

It’s currently quite difficult to imagine why in December, the start of another period of nationwide interminable boredom, we choose to book a climbing trip to Malawi for June under the assumption that It would go ahead. But we did and we’re still hoping that the border situation might change in time for us to go.

We’re both experienced climbers living in Sheffield. Our plan is to go and establish a new route in the Mulanje Massif in Malawi, home to some of Africa’s biggest walls. The main attraction is the Chambe wall, 1800m of granite slabs, some of which we are hoping will be devoid of enough grass tufts to produce good, honest, hard climbing. Between us we’ve got experience climbing all across the UK, Europe and further afield on sea cliffs, mountain crags and everything in between. This trip however, will be the first time either of us have attempted anything that could come close to being described as an expedition.

With that came a desire to remove some of the mist around first aid. Between us we’ve come across a few accidents at the crags, ground falls, head injuries, broken bones excetra. Sometimes the casualty was us, other times climbing partners. Throughout we’ve always muddled through, and got to the point where we can cart someone off to A&E. Unfortunately, that’s not going to be an option this time around. Getting a casualty to the ground on this trip will be a multi hour affair with numerous abseils, followed by a long walk out to arrive at a small town with a basic field hospital. Pragmatically we decided that knowing a few tricks for stabilising a casualty might be a useful set off skills to hold.

At the start of March we both attended a two day accredited outdoor first aid course. We were looking to get some ideas on how to stabilise any broken bones, deal with massive blood loss and head trauma. In short the likely injuries from a climber fall or rock fall, ones that need to be dealt with urgently. Over the two days we spent time dealing with various scenarios. Whilst our newfound ability to roll a placid casualty into the recovery position may not come in much use whilst in suspension on a big wall, we were given plenty of opportunity to practice splinting broken bones and dress major wounds using a very limited amount of equipment. The classroom sessions also covered diagnosis of shock and dealing with environmental conditions. Our instructor was patient enough to allow us to attempt to derail his delivery and offered plenty of advice that was well outside the scope of the course.

Our original intent was to complete a three-day first aid course, that is still the plan, but that final day is hard to come by at the moment. Hopefully when the restrictions ease, we will be able to book our final day and if we can’t before we leave?  We will still be heading out to Africa with a much stronger knowledge of what to do when the sky falls on our head.

Our thanks to the Jack Bloor Race Fund for providing us both with financial support to cover some of the cost of the course.