58km, 1400m climbing
After a great day yesterday we were treated to another days racing in Golden. Despite 2 days here we haven’t even touched the surface of the riding on offer as there are over 150km of singletrack on offer around the town, it really is a special place for Mountain Biking and yet I had never heard of it.
Yesterday we were on the new trails around Mount 7, although it is a classic venue for MTB and today was on the same hill as the Kicking Horse ski resort, all be it a bit lower down than the pistes. Read more
Read the reports from Stages 1 & 2
Radium Hot Springs
48km, 1000m climbing (official stats)
Today was pretty much a disaster. It started well enough, a fast start that disappeared into singeltrack fairly quickly. I was doing OK, but not brilliantly. After 23km I missed a trail marker – no idea how as I was following a pair of riders, but I got back on track and had lost 6 places. Soon after we hit a gravel road climb – the first of the race. I pushed hard and after 1km or so to the top I had regained all the lost places. Read more
After a week of fantastic riding around the Rockies, it was time to race!
The setup for ST6 is a little different to most stage races. There is no “camp”, instead all riders organise their own accommodation. Given a large number are local riders, this obviously works very well for them, but can be tricky for overseas riders. Read more
When I was younger I never really wanted to travel the World. It wasn’t something that appealed at the time, although that has changed dramatically with a long list of places, or rather events that I want to tick off the to-do list but even then there were two countries that I wanted to visit:
Canada & New Zealand.
I almost visited Canada back in 2012, but when the event was cancelled the trip was shelved and I was absolutely gutted. It has taken another 2 years and a totally new type of event for me to travel here. That event is Singletrack 6. Read more
Continued from Part 1…
The night spent in Bersée was not a good one, the rain fell constantly and inside my tiny little tent it felt as if I was in the middle of a monsoon. I was very glad to be in a tent and not a bivy though, so that was something. Read more