Post #3 left us eating a steak supper at Peaceful Bay caravan park and preparing for the next hop to Boat Harbour, a 18km leg. First thing was a jet ski ride over the inlet. Check out the video, pretty cool. The tide was rushing in when me and Simon got to the inlet and there would have been no way we’d make it across without help. Funnily enough later in the event ,when the tide was out, you could have walked across easily, and they crew were pulling runners across on SUP’s.
We left the Peaceful Bay on Thursday night with the plan to get to Parry Beach for a few hours sleep early Friday morning. We reckon we’d make it to Parry’s about 3am, unfortunately we were a tad optimistic. The trail to Boat Harbour was testing mainly due to sleep depravation and by the time we finally reached Boat Harbour both of us needed sleep. Luckily Heath and Simone, the two legends that had previously looked after us on Wednesday at Pingerup, let us use their reclining chairs and threw a couple of blankets over us and put us behind their car for some well needed shut-eye.
I remember hearing Jen Millum and Alexis Oosterhoff, a couple of the lead 100km runners, come in and was listening to their conversation as I drifted off. The next voice I head was Frank Chauveau’s , who would become the oldest runner to complete any USWA events at over 70, anyhow I assumed he was with Jen and Alexis , not realising I had slept for thirty minutes or longer. I remember telling Mark Frank was running in the top five with Jen and Alexis and Mark looking at me like I was mad. I really was very sleep deprived at this state in the game, thinking Frank was challenging for top spot in the 100km race.
Its incredible what a few minutes sleep can do for your mental and physical well being. Never underestimate a dirt nap or in this case the luxury of a recliner and a warm blanket. It felt like a few minutes but we must have slept for at least thirty minutes. Once we woke we were treated to a risotto and a sweet tea, life was good and we felt a million dollars. It doesn’t take much to boost the spirits this far into the event but you need to also be wary of the opposite happening and the downward spiral is always there waiting for an excuse to start unravelling your race. Experience teaches you when to stop , recharge and reset before continuing on, in these events its also about sleep depravation and fatigue management, as well as the issues with hydration and nutrition, a juggling act really.
Post Boat Harbour it was a 10km or so leg to Parry beach and swag time. The plan to get there before sunrise evaporated after our power nap but Si and I felt so much better for the sleep. We eventually made Parry’s and yet again I stumbled into my swag and into a deep sleep oblivious to the surroundings. Parry’s beach is a great little spot and I always enjoy this part of the course, it was still early morning so it wasn’t that warm. I set off with Simon and his pacer Tim and the three of us were in good spirits but the ‘niggle‘ behind my knee was still there and over time it started to become an issue.
Tim was setting a good pace and after an hour or so I had to let the lads go, I was ok uphill but couldn’t keep up downhill so decided to motor on alone. I kept the two of them in sight and over time caught them again and we eventually staggered into Monkey Rocks aid station together.
From Parry’s to Monkey Rocks you hug the coastline before venturing off into trails and then back to the coastline for some seriously good beach views, albeit I’ve never stopped to really enjoy them bar a quick photo or two. Next year I packing the budgies and I will be taking advantage of the opportunity to enjoy some of the best beaches in Western Australia.
Monkey Rocks aid station and Mark had yet again delivered, best spot available in the shade. Shade is a premium and Mark is an expert at waiting and watching, when a space becomes available he’s like a cobra and strikes in his Audi Q5 ! The BCF Wanderer recliner was ready and the foot bath prepared as well as my go to fuel energy drink Brownes Mocha Chill, 600ml of goodness.
Having too much food and drink at Monkey Rocks cost me my race partner for the event, Simon. I let him go early on in the climb as I was protecting my toes which were so sensitive and climbing on rocks was probably the last place I needed to be at the time. If I stubbed my foot on a rock I literally went through the roof, incredibly painful. I hobbled up and down Monkey Rocks and then staggered into the Denmark section feeling very sorry for myself. There is a shuttle that leaves Denmark aid station on the hour, every hour, for a twenty minute or so ride to the next part of the bib. I missed one by a matter of minutes but had decided that a better option was to take the full hour allotted me and have a shower, change of clothes and try and get some food inside me. I ended up on the shuttle alone which meant I would be alone at the other end to continue my journey to the finish, not ideal with night fast approaching.
The ‘niggle‘ which had been bothering me for most of the day was still an issue. Original I thought it might be a hamstring tear as the back of me knee was bruised but looking back I think it was a bakers cyst. The medic checked me out as I think they were worried it may have been a DVT injury which then can become a blood clot. I convinced the medic this was not the case and they went for heat stroke, either way I was allowed to carry on but was hindered by this for the rest of the event.
I wasn’t running that well post Denmark, it was getting late and I wasn’t that excited about another night alone , knowing what was ahead. There was lots of walk break but eventually I got into a rhythm and started to speed up. This section to Lowlands is quite non-descript. It’s trail but not that scenic, you really want to be back on the beach. It’s also a good distance, over 20km and company really helps. As the sunset I was really starting to up the pace and I harboured thoughts of catching Simon and Tim. This is came to a grinding half when I went to put on my head torch and found the freshly charged battery but no head torch. We have to carry two head torches as mandatory gear and this saved my bacon, sorry for the vegan readers, albeit my secondary headtorch is secondary for a reason. Something as small as this can quickly derail you and I must admit sitting on the trail , alone, with darkness fast approaching I was not in a good place. The only saving grace was I was over halfway to the next aid station and I knew there’d be a steak supper waiting for me.
Coming into Lowlands it was time for more hallucinations. I convinced myself I saw Mark waiting for me at the top of a hill that wasn’t there and also a caravan type structure with people inside also a figment of my imagination. The mind plays some funny games when you deprive it of sleep.
I was running well but worried about the bakers cyst (we’ll assume that’s what it was.), it did restrict me but positive thinking got me to Lowlands where I was able to vent my frustration at Mark for the headtorch cock-up. This was quickly forgotten once the steak turned up but I made a mistake, with hindsight, by sitting too long and enjoying my meal. I should have ran through , after first picking up some snacks, and caught Simon and Tim. As it was I left Lowlands with a full stomach and all the momentum coming into the aid station gone. I was alone and moving very slowly, checking my watch endlessly and seeing no movement.
At one point I just sat down on the side of the trail turned off my head torch and lay there, totally alone and mentally broken. The lead female runner was behind me and I decided to just wait for her albeit she would have got a shock seeing me laying on the side of the trail in the dark. Eventually I gave up waiting for her, got back to my feet and staggered onwards. I was eventually caught not by the lead female but Alexis , a 100 mile runner, who had suffered in the heat and decided to run the race in the dark and sleep in the day. (I call it the vampire strategy) He saved me big time and together we ran to Shelly’s beach, another aid station where my crew couldn’t get to.
Last year at Shelly’s there was no one there as the event had some issues with manning and I wasn’t expecting anything this year. I was totally surprised to see the best setup I think I’ve ever seen at any event, a massive gazebo with four of five runner already in their chairs. We all grabbed doona’s and blankets and before we knew it all five of us were asleep. It was so surreal, just magical. We were all dog tired and we could hear the waves and they were so close you felt they’d come through the tent at any moment. Once the volunteers turned down the lights the waves just swept us off into dreamland. Incredible and I had to be woken two hours later as I was in such a deep sleep. This was my last sleep for the event and it was a good one. One of those moments you never forget, so good.
Alexis hadn’t even stopped at Shelly’s , albeit he’d be sleeping all day, as vampires do I suppose? When I woke the other four runners had already gone and it was me, myself I again on the short hop to Cosy Corner. This section was extremely runnable and I passed the four 100 mile runners and kept ahead of Tex and his daughter albeit I couldn’t drop them as whenever I added pace my ‘niggle’ reminded me it was still there. I did manage to get to Cosy Corner before the rush and plonked myself next to the food table where Mark got to work. A few minutes later it was like Paddington Station at rush hour, runners everywhere.
One runner had left his phone at Shelly’s which was a big issue as he couldn’t carry on until he was reunited with his phone. It’s part of the mandatory gear so his Wife had to drive to Shelly’s aid station to pick up his phone and then drive to Cosy Corner to deliver it. Not sure if this was a deliberate act as he was forced to take a power nap after a few bacon and egg rolls, poor guy, while his mates soldiered on.
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Bix hydration is just ace, a product brought to life by Vlad Ixel a professional ultra runner who knows a thing or two about hydration. ( https://www.bixvitamins.com/ ) The best thing about Bix is it tastes good with many different flavours and you never get sick of drinking it, this is a big plus as Maurten and Tailwind (both great products) can be difficult to digest later in the event. From the website :-
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What can I say about HumanTecar, ( https://athleticus.com.au/ ) it looks great, smells great and is awesome for recovery or even pre-run/workout. Read about the science behind it first and then try the products. The compression bandages are just magical after a long event. Put these on and the next day you are recovered, I have used them on a number of occasions and they never fail to astound me albeit the family poke fun at me as I look like a ‘mummy and smell funny’ !
Fractel ( https://fractel.com.au/ ) have your performance headgear covered. I love the colours and the functionality of these hats, I guarantee there is one model you’ll fall in love with.
Shokz headphones, let you keep in touch with the world around while losing yourself in quality tunes or podcasts. ( https://shokz.com.au/ )
T8 running apparel is the best you can get, second to none. Designed for the ultra humid Hong Kong conditions the owners live in. It is light and does away with any chaffing worries. T8 is the name given to the highest typhoon warning in Honk Kong, storms and typhoons with gusts exceeding 180kph, which explains the branding. ( https://t8.run/)
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