Untamed New England. A view from the other team
Wednesday, July 22nd, 2009Untamed
Some times you just have to take chances. In adventure racing, you can do a lot well, but one mistake can really cost you. That turned out to be the story of the Dirty Avocados 2.
Dirty Avocados 2 was made up of Jen Rigoni, Donato Polignone and Mike Chastaine. This three some had not raced together before but was very excited to be heading to
Before heading out we had agreed on a “go fast and take chances” strategy. We were going to sleep as little as possible, and go as hard as we could for as long as we could to see what would happen.
The race was based out of a beautiful resort in northern
We were told very little about the order of the events and the lengths of each leg. We were told that we would be significantly limited in the amount of gear we could bring in this unsupported race – 30 lbs per personal gear bag and one 40 lb team “paddling bag.”
It wasn’t until the morning of the race that we were given maps and instructions and would be able to actually pack. For me this was a very stressful situation, having to plot check points, devise an optimal route between each, and get the right gear in the right bag. Fortunately, Jen really stepped up and made sure our bags were filled with the correct gear. Still, I was way over the weight limit and was forced to take several pounds of gear and food out of my bag in the final minutes before race start. I was reduced to 1 pair of bike shorts, 1 pair of trekking shoes, 2 pair of trekking pants and a couple of jerseys, along with some rain proof gear and other mandatory gear. I had what seems like way too little food. Never the less, the weather looked like it would be good at least the first day and we could get food in the towns we passed through.
The race started when the UTMs to the first 2 check points were handed out. We quickly plotted those and took off. We rode the first bike leg hard and were among the first teams to get to the paddle. We had the option of using our own paddling gear or using the paddles the race provided. The disadvantage to using your own gear was that we would have to carry it. We had chosen to use the paddles provided. This was a mistake. Canoes are slow enough. With canoe paddles, it seemed like we were barely moving. Still, we keep the boats upright the entire paddle and were only passed but a couple of teams.
In hindsight we actually had a pretty good paddle in that we didn’t flip the boats and were pretty skillful in keeping the water out of the boat after the first set of rapids.
We completed the paddle and got changed to head out on the bike. We were about an hour 20 min behind the lead team. We were feeling strong and took off at a quick pace. The first part of the bike was on road ultimately leading to a conservation project. We were around 15th place coming into the conservation project and feeling pretty good about our position as everyone was pretty close together.
We worked hard at clearing our area, doing our part to mark the nature walk, grabbed a hamburger supplied by the locals and took off for the 2nd part of this bike leg. This part was much harder, with a spot where we had to get the bikes over a barbed wire fence. It also had a long 900 vertical foot climb in the middle.
Around 2 am we finished the ride at a coffee shop that was being used as the TA and stayed open all night just for the racers. Here we got more CPs to plot for the up coming trek along with a large coffee. We got out of there as quickly as possible and by the time the sun began to rise (about 4:30) we were well into the trek. CP 1 of this trek proved to be difficult for many teams. We ran into Trackme 360 who had been looking for the CP for several hours. We were traveling with Technu at that time and we were able to locate the CP as a group. At this point we had a discussion about whether we should try to achieve the bonus check points or limit ourselves to the 4 mandatory CPs. Given the cut off later in the day, I felt it was better for us to skip the bonus CPs. Still we had a tough time making our way to the 2nd CP – on the top of
We were over 24 hours into the race, had no sleep and were faced with an important decision. We were given the option to do the paddle – a 25 mile up-stream paddle with at least one portage, or ride our bikes to the next TA to start the bushwhack trek. Even good paddling teams were averaging 2 mph so this was going to take a while. I was very concerned that if we paddled we would miss other cut offs that would ultimately DQ us. After much discussion we agreed to head out on the bike. This proved to be a wise decision.
It was a quick road ride to the “town” of Stark whose most notable feature was a cool covered bridge. We still had a fair amount of daylight so we changed to trekking gear and headed off. Skipping the paddle put us toward the front of the group. Again we were traveling with Technu with Merrill right behind us. A long walk down the road lead us to the area where we would be looking for a trail to CP 22. We had a great deal of difficultly with this CP. Technu wanted to try to contour to the CP. We made the mistake of following and once we were deep into the bushwhack we felt too committed to abandon the plan. We spent hours looking for this CP. Finally, through perseverance we did locate the CP that was a few hundred yards from a well-worn trail we should have spent more time locating instead of contouring.
The next CP was a full-on bushwhack up the side of a mountain to the summit. All night long we powered through the bush, over the rocks, through the high weeds and around the trees. Finally, we got to the summit to be greeted by some folks from Eastern Mountain Sports. We were one of the first teams to arrive at this CP. Even though we had skipped the paddle, this meant that we were in the lead group of the short course teams and I knew that many of the long course teams would be short coursed or quit later. They allowed us to share a Pepsi, have a hot dog and some chips. It was a nice gesture. Then we headed down. Down proved as hard as up with a small cliff band that was pretty dicey down climbing. It turned out that a member of another team fell off that cliff and had to be transported to the hospital. Fortunately we got through it safely.
Getting down to the road seemed to take forever. Finally, as the sun was coming up we hit the road for a long (5miles +/-) march. At that location we had the option of the road (longer) or bushwhacking over (shorter). We agreed the road would be faster and safer. Lack of sleep can do funny things, even on a road. We turned off too early and put ourselves in a position where we had to do a short (15-20 minutes) bushwhack to get back to the road. We lost over an hour from the summit to Drummer Pond.
At the Drummer Pond TA we would be getting on our bikes and heading to the climbing site, which was some 30 miles away in
The first part of the ride was fine. We stopped at a snack shack and got some food and coffee then were back on the road. We had just a couple of little hiccups that were quickly corrected. We got to
We climbed up to Table Rock (a long a steep hike) and were told that only one of us had to do the climb. I needed to sleep so Jen volunteered. While DP and I got about 20 minutes of shut eye Jen repelled and then jumarred up about 150 feet. As I expected, at this point the course was really taking it’s toll on teams –only ½ actually made it to the climbing site in time to do the climb. We were in the middle of that 20-team group.
It’s amazing what a few minutes of sleep will do. We hurried back to the bikes. Now I had to re-plot the up coming check points I’d attempted at the previous TA plus 2 new ones. Jen slept for a few minutes while DP and I figured out where we were going.
Just as it was starting to get dark we took off up the road on our bikes. Shortly thereafter it started to rain. Hard. We rode along various dirt roads, mile after mile in the dark and rain. There was absolutely nothing on the road. No buildings of any kind. However, I was “seeing” houses and barns and all manner of structures. The hallucinations were quite interesting.
We got through the first two CPS on the bike (32 and 33) with no trouble. By then it had stopped raining and we were actually drying out. We rode down to the river and then tackled a 5 mile uphill ride to CP 34 (located at a boat launch.) At this point we were feeling strong and confident. After 34 we would have only one last CP on the bike and then we would go back to the Balsam’s to complete what we figured would be a rather short trek to the finish line. We had about a half hour of sleep under our belt but were feeling alert and had been knocking off the CPs easily.
Just as we got to the boat launch area it started to rain again. This time it was REALLY dumping. There was thunder and lighting. We were getting soaked. At the boat launch there were 3 old row boats upside down on the ground. We climbed under one, wrapped ourselves in a space blanket and got a short nap, hoping to sleep through the worst of the storm. The gear we left behind to stay under the weight limit haunted us a bit here. We were wearing every piece of clothing we had including space blankets and we were all still very cold and did not sleep well. In less then an hour the rain had stopped and we were off. Normally a short nap really helps. But for some reason the lack of sleep really was catching up to me. I had a tough time finding the right road out of the lake area to the trail I was looking for. Once we found the trail we thought we were in good shape, traveling in the correct direction at the correct elevation. But we missed a turn somewhere and were way to far south. We searched around for a couple of hours and realized that we were in the wrong area and that we were running out of time to catch the checkpoint. We agreed to skip it and head back to the Balsams. Even with skipping CP 35 I was certain we were solidly in the top 10 so we were ok with this. At that point, aside from the second paddle, we had obtained every mandatory checkpoint
We were on an ATV road that I was confident would get us to the highway and then it would be about 7 miles to the finish. We were traveling along and came to an intersection. One direction was east (the one I knew would get us to the highway) and the other going north. There were lots of bike tire tracks going north and it was the general direction of the resort. This is where sleep deprivation and bad decisions go hand in hand. For reasons I will never be able to explain, we went north. This turned into a logging road that circumnavigated the mountain but was never going to lead us to the highway. We ran into two other teams and together we burned time looking for ways out. Finally, around 9:30 when it was obvious that we were not going to make the final 10:00 cutoff we pulled out the Sat phone, got our location off the Spot tracker and after some messing around with race HQ agreed to head south all the way back to Drummer Pond to be picked up.
I was sorely disappointed as were the other three teams that got picked up with us (including RaceIt/Odyssey AR/ASR and GOALS ARA) but we simply had run out of time. We never gave up and with more time we would have ridden back the way we came till we found the road.
Still, we had put in a super effort, had great team dynamics, and discovered that, at least for us, an hour of sleep over 3 days is not enough when the navigation is difficult. Certainly for me, the end of the race was much harder due to the lack of sleep and the confusion I suffered when roads and maps didn’t match.
Although the results will never show it, the Dirty Avocados 2 had an excellent race and I’m very proud of the effort that we put in.
























