
After another less-than-satisfactory build up, I found myself drifting onto the back of the start group for Race 2 of the N-Duro Winter MTB Series. The temperature was a smidgen above freezing, but with the sun out I could pretend it wasn’t that bad. After a bit of smack-talk, sandbagging, and philosophising, we were rolling over the start mat. I stood up and chucked my legs up a gear into ‘flail’. I wanted to get past a few people before the traffic jam into the first forest uphill. Orangecruz tucked in somewhere behind me, with a few hoots of encouragement. I also heard a cry of “Oh! Its Mel! – GO MEL!!” and an echo say, “Go Mel!”. I have no idea who that was because I was too busy trying to pick my way past some people on the last couple of inches of track and not get caught up in the blackberry!