2012 Checkpoint Tracker National Championship

Rev3/MK race fans, I noticed we didn't have a copy of the blog from the CPT-Tracker Nationals race.  Here it is, thanks to Jeff Dickey.  Apologies it was delayed from last October!  ~Dash

2012 Checkpoint Tracker Adventure Race National Championships

By Jeff Dickey

Date: September 28/29
Location: Oak Hill, WVa.
Conditions: 50s-70s - rain for 20+ hours - mud, puddles, brambles, jumping fish
Disciplines: Orienteering, river rafting (Class III-V rapids), riverboarding (Class I-II/III rapids), trekking/trail running, mountain biking
Distance: Approx 100 miles - up to 28 hours to complete
Place: 4th, Co-Ed Elite
Food: 22 GU packets; 12 nuun tablets

Last Thursday, I made the 6 hour drive from DC to the New River Gorge area of West Virginia for the 2012 Checkpoint Tracker Adventure Race National Championships.  I chugged Nuun throughout the drive to get myself well hydrated and topped up on electrolytes for the upcoming 28 hour race.

I was moonlighting with the Rev3/Mountain Khakis, a team I used to race with more consistently, but now I sometimes race with in either the winter/early spring or fall. 

I've been adventure racing for about 10 years now, so it's not too bad to just jump into a long distance event without much prep work.  I've done some races with limited training, and still survived, but those kind of events hurt.  Here's a writeup from one of those type events:  http://www.zdap.com/racereports/viewtopic.php?f=4&t=5014

Luckily for me, I was going into the Checkpoint Tracker Adventure Race National Championships with more preparation and a heck of a lot better fitness!

The long range weather for the Checkpoint Tracker Adventure Race National Championships looked great, with mild temperatures and only a few showers forecast -- we were sadly let down as it rained for more than 75% of the race.

Collecting gear (and teammates) seemed to be a the biggest challenge for this event.  One of the discplines was riverboarding.  Riverboards are hard to come by, and the place the team had ordered them from, still hadn't delivered on the order, despite ordering them 3-weeks before the race.  We ended up with 3 good riverboards for a team of 4...

I decided to race this event on my good race bike, my Scott Scale RC.  I usually raced adventure races on my nearly 17 year old 26 inch hardtail (transport of bikes between checkpoints by race management in a big box van can sometimes be rough on bikes), but after switching to 29er wheels this year, I couldn't stand going back.

Just before the pre-race meeting Thursday night, I met up with my teammates, Dave Ashley (an Air Force Lt. Colonel stationed in Florida), with whom I'd raced a bunch of times before and new teammates Julie Lee (from Tennessee; new to adventure racing, but a good athlete) and Bev Richardson (from Charlottesville, VA; also new to adventure racing (through she'd done one 4 day event earlier in 2012), but with a strong endurance racing background).

L-R - Jeff, Julie, Dave, Bev

We had a short gear check to test our ability to use a safety throw rope in the water:

Dave, aiming for the fences...

At the pre-race meeting after our gear check, the race director, Ronnie Angell, ENTHUSIASTICALLY (yes, he has a very loud voice and he's totally amped up all the time!) filled us in generally about the course and said he didn't believe that any team could clear all of the mandatory checkpoints on the course as well as getting all the optional checkpoints (one team proved him wrong).

At 5:30 Friday morning, we woke to torrential rain and headed to the start area to get our maps. Dave (our team captain and navigator) began plotting out routes between the checkpoints and I helped out when I  arrived.

Route plotting

 The race would go generally like this:

• 12 mile raft down the Class III-IV/V world class whitewater of the lower Gauley River (the fall is when there are dam releases on the Gauley and it earns its reputation as one of the top 10 whitewater rivers in the world)

• A long trek (maybe 13 miles) out of the Gauley River valley to collect up checkpoints and end up at our mountain bikes

• Ride 15 or so miles out of the New River valley to a 5k time trial (to be done on foot) 

• Ride through a trail network and end up at the orienteering point (another 20-22 miles)

• At the orienteering section, we could each split up and find any of the 8 checkpoints (a change from any other race I've been to where the rules are normally that all teammates need to stay within 100m of each other the entire time). We were required to get at least one of the 8 points to stay ranked.

• After orienteering, we could either bike or run to get more checkpoints on our way to the riverboarding segment about 8 miles away (we chose to ride half way, then trek) 

• Start the riverboarding (9 miles down flatwater and Class I-II/III whitewater on the New River) between 7-9am.  If we missed the 9am cutoff, we would no longer be an officially ranked team.

• After the riverboard, trek or bike back to the finish, getting more orienteering checkpoints along the way.  As we'd decided to ride and drop our bikes in the deep woods, we'd trek from the riverboarding section to get our bikes, then ride to the finish.

• 28 hours to complete the course, collecting all of the mandatory checkpoints and as many optional checkpoints as possible.  The team with the most optional checkpoints would be the winner (and a tie broken by which team completed the course the fastest)

Our race strategy was steady and strong; let other teams burn themselves out in the first 10-15 hours of the race while we were careful about navigation and conserved energy for the final 10-15 hours of the race.

Getting our mandatory paddling gear - helmets are not as nice or as light as those from Limar!

At the start - L-R - Dave, Julie, Bev, Jeff

The first leg, whitewater rafting, did not go well.  We were in a 9 man raft (with fellow racers from Team Halfway There) and drew a guide who didn't seem very with it.  Prior to the 10:30am start, other guides were provided their racers with advice on how to paddle, swim out of the rapids if they fell out of the boat, etc. and our guide was no where to be found.  He finally showed up 5 minutes before the start and asked if there was a race or something going on....

The Gauley - we rafted the Lower Gauley

Ours seemed to be one of the fastest boats on the flatwater sections, but lost tons of time after getting hung up on rocks, repeatedly.  Our intrepid guide (I think he was stoned), had to get out of the boat multiple times to try and lift the raft over the rocks.  This, after being warned repeatedly not to stand up in the river because of the risk of foot entrapment.

So, by the finish of the raft section, we were already a couple of minutes late.  

We quickly transitioned out of our wetsuits (lots of naked adventure racers on that beach doing the same thing!), grabbed out packs and set off in the pouring rain for a long slog to our mountain bikes.  

Copyright Chris Radcliffe http://www.chrisradcliffephotography.com/

After a seemingly endless climb out of the Gauley river valley, we finally got to the first checkpoint and drew first blood on the tons of brambles separating us from the point.

From the first point, we cruised down a long ridgeline descent to get another point and then out of the woods at the Hawksnest Overlook where we'd take trails all the way to out mountain bikes.  

Checking in at CP4

Heading out for more trekking

We trekked under some cool climbing walls (dripping with rain) down to the river, then back up a railroad grade path to our mountain bikes.  I was so glad to get on my bike!

On the first descent, we had our first mechanical issue when Dave's Lupine light battery came un-velcroed from his bike and jumped into the river next to the road.  Darn.  Those batteries are expensive.  We spent 5 minutes looking for it and had to keep going.  Shortly, thereafter Julie's seat bolts came loose.  That was a quick fix, with my Prestaratchet.  I got to carry all of the team's cycling gear (spare tubes, tools, repair kit, etc.), so having such a small multi-tool was something I was glad to have!

The next segment was on a wet, muddy and rocky trail that followed the contours of a bluff near the New River.  We made good time through the mud, puddles and brambles, crossed the New River and made a great route choice to cut off a long distance by climbing to the top of the bluff via some stairs Dave knew about, rather than riding a long distance around and to the top.

On the ride to the the base of the stairs, Julie had started to get a bad calf cramp.  We pumped her full of nuun and salty foods and hoped that would do the trick.

Worse luck struck at the bottom of the stairs as Julie realized one of her running shoes had fallen out during the mountain bike section.  She'd have to continue with her mountain bike shoes over the next 15-20 miles of trekking...

I had a rough time at the start of the time trial.  While enduring strong verbal pressure from Dave to get to the start (I was having trouble ditching all the team's bike stuff that I was carrying for everyone, and get my running shoes on), I left the passport at the bike drop.  I ran back to get it, then back to the team, where I realized I'd checked in at the start of the time trial, but not gotten our passport signed.  We all had to run back to the start.  Not good...

We took it easy through the TT and got back to our bikes to head out for another long mountain bike leg.

Good luck followed us, and another team (Howler Monkeys) found Julie's shoe and carried it all the way to the TT start.  Awesome!  Plus, all of thenuun and salty foods seemed to have worked and the cramp was gone.

The next mountain bike section started out on a network of well constructed trails and we all had some fun riding the swooping berms and fast, well drained terrain.  We then headed into the deepening fog, down a mountain road with a significant cliff drop to one side to get to the next transition area.

Just before reaching the next transition area, Dave's rear tire suffered a large cut from a rock.  I tried to boot the tire with a GU wrapper and install my spare tube, but found my spare also had a hole.  

I pulled out my secret cycling repair weapon, rubber toughened super glue, and patched both the sliced tire and tube within 5 minutes and we were off and rolling again, getting to the orienteering transition area around 1:00am.

Happily, my Stan's Crest wheels and Conti X-King and Race King tires rolled fast and were flat free during the full event.  Another flat would have been tough to fix, but after a full season of no flats (thank you Stan's!), I felt pretty confident in my setup.

At the orienteering transition area, we had a full gear check.  I haven't seen one of these in a race before.  I've always tried to carry all the mandatory gear in AR races, but never been checked on all of the gear before.  It made me happy that everyone was going to be held to the rules of the event and everyone needed to carry the same stuff (and not shade the rules...).

As we were able to split up, Dave and Bev headed out to get some of the harder points (Dave is a good nighttime navigator, but I'm not and Julie and Bev have limited navigation experience), while me and Julie headed out to find 2 easier points.  We would all try and meet back at the transition area by 3am.  

The map was tough to follow.  Julie and I dutifully pace counted what should be the right distance to the checkpoints, but still ended up hunting around in the dark and heavy fog for nearly two hours.  We got one of the two points.  Dave and Bev got 3 of the 6 they set out to find.

From the transition area, we had about 3 hours to get to the riverboard section, so we headed out on our bikes and immediately found ourselves hiking up a 1 mile long climb strewn with rocks.  At the summit, we entered a maze of dirt roads, 2-3 foot deep puddles and mud, picking up one checkpoint and hunting through heavy brambles for 40 minutes, unsuccessfully, for another.

Finally, we ditched our bikes in the woods around 6:00am and trekked to the start of the 9 mile riverboard/swim down the New River.

Gearing up for the swim

The section of river that we'd swim was mostly flat water, interspersed with some small rapids.  The water level was very low and the water was not moving very fast.  So, we'd have to kick a lot with our swim fins to keep moving.

Dave, getting ready to jump in the water

Paddling away downriver

I drew the short straw and got the makeshift riverboard - two duct-taped together boogie-boards.  The boards rode low in the water and I hit nearly every rock on the way down the river.

While on the river, we saw some birds (a bunch of kingfishers, and one massive hawk) and very large fish that kept jumping out of the water.  Other than that, it was a monotonous swim for nearly 3 hours.  While kicking downriver, several teammates fell asleep.  Dave drifted off while still kicking, and Bev interspersed kicking with naps (she would have killed all of us had she continued at her normal pace - long distance swim training really paid off on this section of the race).  

Photo Copyright Chris Radcliffe Photography - http://radcliffe.photoshelter.com/

Finally, we crawled out of the water and faced another 5-8 mile trek back to our bikes.  We collected a few points along the way, slogged through some heavy brambles, slipped through large muddy puddles, out ran some vicious dogs and stumbled our way onto our bikes.  We were all getting tired and snappish...

Dave's prior race knowledge helped us to navigate the trails leading back to the finish.  We collected three points and decided to go for a fourth one with only 30 minutes left before the finish of the race.  If we didn't make the finish by 2:30pm, we would be unranked and all of our effort would be for naught.

Luckily (and more as a result of Dave's good planning), we easily collected the last point and rolled down a fast downhill to cross the finish line with 25 minutes to spare.  Whew!

Finished!

I hadn't been running much before this race, so it took a big toll on my legs.  And as I'd done no upper body work for most of the summer, the rafting segment was pure torture.  I also ended up with the start of some trenchfoot and got a bunch of blisters - my feet were white and pruned from spending 27.5 hours either rafting, swimming, running or cycling in wet shoes and socks.

We worked well as a team, and Dave guided us through some very difficult navigation to our 4th place finish.

I guess that's the end of my adventure racing for 2012.  Time for the off season of cyclocross and orienteering racing.

Here's the track from Strava for the part where my Garmin had batteries (I put it in a plastic bag and left it in my pack for the race):

-Jeff Dickey, Team Rev3/MK and Scott Pro Mountain Bikes

Sea 2 Sea

Pangea Sea 2 Sea 3 Day Adventure Race

February 14-17, 2013

Rev3/MK Racers: Greg Voelkel, Dusty Reppuhn, & Britt Mason

FLX/USAF Racers: Dave Ashley & Chuck White

Race Report by Britt Mason
 

Last week, a handful of Rev3 racers traveled down to Florida to compete in the Sea 2 Sea 3 Day AR. For everyone but Dave, this would be our first multiday race. On Wednesday afternoon, we all met in Crystal River at the Best Western, which would serve as race headquarters. We made last minute adjustments to our gear bins, bags, and bikes, and then handed them over at check-in to be loaded into the U-Hauls that would follow us across the state the next few days. After the pre-race dinner (which may have included tequila shots), we had the race briefing, led by Greg, Pangea's race director, where we were given an overview map showing TA locations and a general breakdown of the disciplines. The course was broken up really well, transitioning several times each to bike, trek, and paddle. The distance across the state would be covered in the bike and paddle legs, while the foot O-courses would be out-and-back loops. With no more gear to check or maps to study, we got a full night's sleep!

 

Race Day

At 6:30am, we received maps for the first paddle and bike sections and loaded the bus for a 3 hour drive to the Atlantic near New Smyrna Beach. There was not a lot of route planning to be done, but we pored over the maps anyway and ate as much as we could. At the drop-off point at the Turner Flats, we assembled paddle gear then headed over to the beach for team pictures. We would have a short beach run to CP1 and then head back over to the boats. After final announcements, we were off for what would be our biggest adventure yet!

 

Prologue-Paddle 1 (6mi)

CP1 was being held by the RD's son about 400m down the beach. As soon as the front runners got close to him, he took off at a dead sprint down the beach! Once caught, he surrendered, and we headed back to the boats. On the water, we took the safe route around to the Intercoastal, which was longer but did not cost us much time. We had problems with our 3rd seat, which would be a theme for the paddle sections. Note to self: get a different seat.

Bike 1 (48mi)

We transitioned to a road bike section and immediately fell into a strong 5 person paceline. Unfortunately, as we picked off teams, our paceline continued to grow until it was more than 15 bikes long. No one else could hold the same pace at the front, so we pulled teams along for about an hour. Finally, we made a breakaway and were free! 

Trek 1 (8mi)

Straightforward section in the Wekiva area. Ran this entire course. Took just under 2 hours. Still had about an hour of daylight left as we took a short bike ride over to the Wekiva River.

Paddle 2 (21mi)

Darkness fell and the rain came in as we started this 9 hour paddle. It was all against the current except when we were returning back up a creek and later a spring. Greg and Dave navved the majority of the foot and bike portions, and I did most of the paddle. We had trouble with a couple of the early paddle points but got into a groove after a few hours. For this paddle leg, each CP on the map represented a take-out point. From there you used a bearing to find the actual CP, which was on the back side of a tree. If you didn't come out of the water at just the right location, your bearing was off. Quite a challenge in the dark and fog! The final point was an out-and-back down a spring, about 9k round trip with a stiff current on the way there. We saw Checkpoint Zero coming out as we were heading in, so we knew they had a couple hours on us at this point. Back at the TA, the U-Hauls were heavenly, offering us a dry, warm place to change.

Trek 2 (11.5mi)

Nailed this section. Walked almost all of it. Saw a lot of traffic here as teams evened out by skipping some of the paddle CPs.

Bike 2 (44mi)

All road again. Day came cool and cloudy. This ride was mostly an urban bike trail through northern Orlando to the O course at Lake Louisa. At the first CP, we met up with CPZ. They had been there for an hour searching for the point. We agreed to move on. Turns out we were supposed to get instructions for the bike section, and this point was just a question with no punch. CPZ and the other teams around us were eventually awarded our bike leg time. After this leg, we knew we were an hour behind CPZ, who was in the lead and had emerged as our only competition for the rest of the race.

 

Trek 3 (12mi)

Lake Louisa. The sun came out and made for a beautiful day. Again, easy points here. There was a lot of sugar sand, which made for some tough hiking. We sampled some of the wild tangerines growing along the course. Delish. My knee started going out here and would be the trend for the next 36 hours. When we got back to the TA, we found we were 2 hours behind CPZ and thought we were out of the running. We took a much needed longer TA and agreed to ease up and have fun. Up until this point, we wasted no time getting in and out of TAs. Refreshed, we were ready for the next bike leg.

 

Bike 3 (47mi)

This turned out to be the most challenging bike section of the race. Took almost 7 hours. It started out on roads and then entered the Richloam Wildlife Management Area, a maze of deep sugar sand trails with abundant craters. As difficult as this section was for nav, Greg and Dave moved us through it with no problems. It was just slow going due to the terrain. When we reached the Withlacoochee TA, we were informed CPZ had not been in yet. Game on! Lesson learned: in an expedition race, a couple of hours means nothing and can be made up very quickly. Here, we were given maps for the rest of the race, including this trek, a paddle, and a bike. The amazing volunteers here had made piping hot Ramen noodles, which we all eagerly consumed before getting the heck out of Dodge.
 

Trek 4 (31mi!)

We headed back in to Richloam for a marathon trek that would last 15 hours. The course consisted of a long loop on the western portion of the map, which covered half the points and about 2/3 of the distance. The eastern portion was a smaller loop with points closer together. We opted to go clockwise, getting the furthest western and northern points out of the way first. Most of this O course was based off of an orange trail that we followed for hours. At some point late in the previous bike leg, we made the (bad) decision to not sleep tonight. We all ended up sleeping at some point. I was asleep on my feet most of the night (thank goodness for trekking poles!), and most of us had hallucinations. Dave was talking to plants, and for me, the trail was like a moving walkway in an airport. We would never go anywhere because we were stuck on this walkway. It's really hard to get off an imaginary walkway without falling down! The night was pretty entertaining, and we laughed a lot. When we started having nav problems, we finally succumbed to a nap. Lessons learned: try to sleep before your nav falls apart, and when one person sleeps everyone does. As the sun came up, Dusty, Greg, and I caught back up to Dave and Chuck, who had continued on looking for a point while we took a break. They were stuck, but somehow Greg marched right into the woods to the CP. By this time we were starting on the smaller loop, some of which was on a blue trail. Nothing was too difficult, but people were a little loopy at this point. We saw a baby diamondback rattlesnake on the trail, which was a first for me. Later, Dusty and I were strolling along, and I saw a weird shaped pinecone on the trail. "Hey, that looks like a duck..." and I poked it with my pole. NOT a pinecone. Someone took a dump in the middle of the trail. Who does that?! This would be the source of much laughter for the remainder of the race. The sun was getting hot, and we were running low on water as we hit the last CP and took the road back to the TA. Along the way, Chuck decided to take a nap and wandered all over the road dragging his trekking poles behind him until Dusty woke him up.

Paddle 3 (24mi)

After a gear check and a lightning fast TA, we said goodbye to Dave and Chuck for the final push to the finish. At this point, Chuck's feet were in bad shape, and they took some time to tend to them. The wind picked up on this leg, and as it got closer to dusk, we added a couple of layers to stay warm. The points were pretty straightforward. We just paid attention to bearings and nailed each one. For the 3 of us, this leg was the most enjoyable. We felt great and laughed all the way across Silver Lake. The Air Force guys paddled longer in the dark and felt the effects of the cold a lot more.  As we entered the portion of the paddle lined with cypress trees, I think everyone was having rockin' hallucinations. The best part was no one mentioned anything about them until after the race! The list included wooden sculptures, cars, dinosaurs, modern art, faces, and animals. Very trippy. At one point, I steered us around an imaginary car. As we rounded a bend, Greg said, "Is that the CP?" Me: "No, that's a gator." Gator eyes are orange if you've never seen them at night, and there were plenty of them out on the water. After finding the final CP, the TA was right past a bridge. With each turn of the river, someone yelled out "There's the bridge!" Finally, the real bridge appeared, and we were off the water. 

 

Employees of the restaurant where Chuck and Dave warmed up after the paddle

Bike 4 (44.5mi)

After changing into the rest of our dry clothes, we set off for the bike to the finish. Spirits were still high, but we were ready to reach the finish line. With 2 CPs to grab along the way, we found the 1st with no problem. The 2nd was in a cave. We searched for over an hour with no luck. In hindsight, we were going off a 1:24000 scale, when the map was 1:48000, so we were not going into the woods far enough. We had lost our focus and could not puzzle out the problem. We had a choice to make: either stay here indefinitely and keep looking or hope that CPZ also couldn't find it and head back now. CPZ had an hour time credit, so we had to beat them by that much. We decided to head to the finish. Team motivation hit an all-time low, and our pace dropped considerably. It was all we could do to get to the finish. For the last 5-10 miles, I could barely pedal. The knee was finished. We kept moving forward, and at last the Best Western came into view. We made it to the finish! CPZ finished 51 minutes later, officially clearing the course. Air Force finished shortly after that. We were awarded 2nd place, with Air Force coming in 3rd. It was a great back-and-forth battle between us and CPZ, and while it hurt to not find the final CP, we sure had a blast competing. All told, we traveled over 300 miles in 63 hours, 33 minutes, spending less than 5% of that time in transition.

 

 Entrance to the road to the cave

In the aftermath of the race, we tried looking for a hotel. Dave's wife Diane, with the help of our SPOT, found us and led us to a hotel room, where I promptly fell asleep in my race clothes. The next morning, after sorting through gear and attending the awards ceremony, we all went our separate ways. This race made us all fall in love with expedition racing, and I look forward to doing Rev3's Cowboy Tough this summer. The experience itself is hard to truly put into words. Suffice it to say, we'll be back! We'd like to thank Pangea for putting on such a fantastic race, and we'd also like to thank the volunteers, who are second to none. Your help and support throughout the race kept us going, and it was nice to see a familiar face in the TAs. Also, to all our family, friends, and superfans out there, thanks for tuning in and following our progress with the SPOT. This seemed to be a huge success, and it was great hearing that everyone enjoyed watching us.