100km through Ned Kelly Country with Magpies and Kangaroos

Running or cycling 100km through Ned Kelly Country in North East Victoria was an adventure on it own…getting attacked by Magpies or almost run over by a Kangaroos just made it more interesting.

Starting my 100km race at mid-night was tricky, as I had to try to get some sleep during the day, which was not easy. This race was special in many aspects and one was that each runner had to figure out her or his starting time with the aim to finish as close as possible to 12 lunch-time on Sunday. Initially I signed up for a 10pm start, changed to 11pm a few weeks later and settled for a mid-night start a couple of days prior the event, which was a great call, as I crossed the finish at 12:14 on Sunday morning – almost perfect and very happy with a new personal best for a 100km run.

Showing up at a quarter to mid-night I only found one other runner waiting, which was another unusual part about this race, no big crowds showing you off.

The organiser briefed us about a few tricky turns not to miss in the dark and off we went. We decided to stick together until we passed those tricky turns (it was actually so dark that I almost missed the first check-point as the food table was not marked nor manned).

After the first 7 km the route changed to full 18 km straight out and back into the dark. I soon left my running buddy behind and powered along, under a clear sky and the Southern Cross guiding me.

For a few hours it was me, myself and a 2m wide cycling path plus from times to times some funny noises in the bushes – possum, kangaroo, bogey man? Eventually the first of many small and faint lights started bobbing up and down in the distance and soon I started crossing path with runners who started early then me.

With temperature dropping into single digits, I was glad to wear gloves, two buffs and a wind jacket. First manned checkpoint at turning point of 25km and back it went for another 18km straight run.

At 5:30 in the morning I found myself at the start again and a few cyclist (trooper ) were already getting ready to start their chase.

I left my jacket and since it was still very cold (7 degrees) I decided to add another shirt under my running outfit – my bib had to be visible now for cyclist to identify the runners.

 

 

 

 

 

 

The first 10 km of second half of race offered some variation as we ran through a park along the Ovens River, before turning into suburbs of Wangaratta and once heading out of town it turned into another cycle path straight out and back towards the 75km turn around.

On my way back, around 78km, I had a direct encounter with the local wild life. I saw this magpie sitting on a traffic sign and assumed it was all happy there watching me running past – wrong!  

The moment I passed under the sign the attack started. Got dive-bombed 5 times from behind…one way to make me take up speed again, I guess.

Around the same time those faster runners (which started 2 or 3 hours behind me) showed up and over took me and of course those cyclist followed soon thereafter.

However it took quite a while before I crosses Francois on his tandem bike and I made a quick calculation. I had 15km to go (did about 8km an hour at that stage) and they had 20km to cycle to get back where I was when I crossed them. So my guess was they will catch me around the 90 – 95km mark.

With the sun raising higher and higher I started getting hotter and hotter and that second t’shirt became a nuisance now. Risk of over heating became a factor and probably the reason of me slowing down.

Once on my last 10km in the park section and with no sight of Francois yet I started to hope I may be in with a chance as it became hard for a tandem to drive fast and navigating those barriers when the cycling path crossed a main road. I just passed the 2km to finish sign when suddenly I heard the familiar voice of Francois – bugger, caught!

Apparently the delay was due to a close encounter with a kangaroo crossing the street straight in front of them and after that scare they had to battle a puncture at the 75km turn around….Francois used the opportunity to sample everything available at that food station, whilst his driver was fixing the puncture.

 

 

 

 

 

 

After I was caught I still had to get to finish (no ride was offered) and it took me a good 15 minutes for those last km to reach the finish, where Francois was waiting to put me behind bars!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I was exhausted but very happy to have run 100km in just a bit over 12 hours, almost 2 ½ hours improvement from my previous best time. The overall winner (female) finished in an incredible 8:15 min and in the first 8 position where 5 female runners.

You can find a complete race report from the organisers here.

I am not sure when or if I will return but I certainly recommend this event. Great local hospitality, plenty-full choice of food at checkpoints, interesting concept being chasing by bicycles and a nice and flat course for running a new personal best. The offer 10km, ½ and full marathon, 50km and 100km events.

And for Francois cycling a 100km was the perfect final preparation for his epic New York Marathon early November. Both of us where also happy to have many friends who supported us so generously with our additional challenge to raise money for The Fred Hollows Foundation and Achilles Running Club – both organisation helping vision impaired people in Australia and world-wide. It is this support which keeps us both going, so a big THANK YOU from both of us!

 

 

 

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220km for 220 eyes – Day 1

Arriving in Phnom Penh,  the heat and humidity hit us straight away outside the terminal building. We were told it is a short drive to the hotel – 2 hours later, blaming rush hour, we finally arrived. I am just glad we did not take a tuk-tuk but had an air-con car.

After clearing the gear and medical check, the welcome dinner was the first opportunity to catch up with the other 33 runners, volunteers and medics from 18 different nations, aged between 26 and 69. The girls were a bit under represented with only seven runners.Welcome Dinner

The next morning we were off for a good 4 hour/180km drive north-west of the capital to our first camp – a temple hall in a small village. Along the way we had a short stop at a market selling local specialties such as fried spiders, frogs, cricket’s – some keen runners could not hold back – apparently extra protein is always good to have for a 220km run.Insects for dinnerHere it goes - the scorpion

We all however collected later at the camp our 3 bottles of water – every day we got one bottle at each check-point during the run and 3 bottles at finish which had to last to the first check-point of next days stage

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Home sweet home

After a hot night with lot’s of snoring and little sleep, we had to get up at 5am for breakfast and ready for 7am start.

Excitement on first morning when one of the runner’s shoes were missing. As we stayed in a temple all the shoes had to be left outside over night.  With the help of the local chief who did not hesitate to walk straight to a nearby house, finding the culprit and the missing shoes were returned….for a small finders fee 🙂

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After an emotional start ceremony and blessing from the local monks, we were sent off at 7am on our first stage of 30km, starting with a short 3km loop through the village.Monk's Blessing31568288375_4ea7801ae5_o

Luckily it was overcast and a light wind head wind helped to start towards our first finish due west for 27km with hardly any shade

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With raising sun and dropping of the wind it got hotter and harder to keep going, but the many kids along the way who cheered us on helped us along the way.Kids

Arrived at the finish line at 10:30am with a sore big toe and a vey hot head. First things first – straight to the orange esky in front of the little shop next to our sleeping quarters (a local house) for a cold coke!

After finding a free mosquito net and settling in and with lunch eaten, I join everyone else trying to find a shady spot with some breeze to relax.

Sleeping on hard floors with another twenty or so smelly and snoring runners during a hot and humid night needs to be part of my next training schedule – we all had little success falling into any deep sleep and rest for our 2nd stage.