Trail running

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Skyline Track – Khandallah, Wellington

Date: 5 March
Distance: 7.4km
Time: 1:17

We were making our way up the hill towards the left.
Wellington already seems far below, while the wind was howling on the ridges.
At the top of Mt Kaukau with stunning 360 degree views.
And just as steep as the uphills were, so are the downhills.
A whole network of trails are scattered around the suburbs of Wellington.
Sheltered from the wind in the bush.
Beautiful scenery and lovely terrain for a run.
Back to a walk up another hill in Khandallah.
As seen from our accommodation: the tower on the horizon is where we passed the highest point.

On a work trip to Wellington on the weekend, we were hoping to fit in a semi-long-run of about 15km between work commitments. Our overnight accommodation was in Khandallah and we thought it a good idea to explore the area. Little did I know that a run in this suburb would involve a rather decent hill training session! Continue reading →

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RuapehuEXPRESS Half Marathon

Date: 27 February 2016
Distance: 19.1km
Time: 2:09.36

The birthday boy having a peaceful night.
Overcast and a bit fresh at the start.
Rob and me – ready for action.
Less than a minute to the start.
Briefing by Tim Day.
Shortly after the start, a dash across a paddock.
More paddock (cross country) running in the first few kilometres.
Time to shed a layer as it quickly warmed up.
Gerry comfortably jogging along as I was huffing and puffing to keep up.
A short stretch of farm road.
Jumping fences is normal for these kinds of events.
Having a blast out on the trails.
“If you go into the woods today, you’re in for a big surprise”.
Rob about half a kilometre ahead of us.
An awkwardly placed water station. First you veer off to the left, missing the table (my thoughts were that the water point was maybe meant for the 15km guys?) and when you pass it again from the other side, you turn away towards the right before reaching the table, missing it again.
Crossing one of many similar little bridges.
The trail winds through beautiful forests.
No doubt we’re on the right track.
A short little uphill after crossing the railway line.
Remnants of the Taonui viaduct.
Halfway – yay!
The cobblestone of the historic path is still visible in parts.
Pete still going strong.
Information boards along the Old Coach Road.
The second water point about 2km from the finish.
On the home straight back to the Powderhorn Chateau.
Final bridge across the railway line before the finish.
All done. Happy with what I’ve managed to achieve.
Prize-giving.

As it was Gerry’s birthday on the 26th, we decided to make a little outing of the trip. Not sure where we would stay – the only requirement was to camp somewhere nice and quiet – we went to the nearest DOC campsite only a few kilometres outside of Ohakune on the mountain side. It looked quite nice but decided nonetheless to check out the campsite at Raetihi which was only $4 per person more. However, the latter being more busy and civilised, we opted for the more scenic out of town rustic option at the foot of Mt Ruapehu. Continue reading →

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How not to do a 60km trail run – the mud, blood, guts and glory of the Tarawera Ultra

Date: 6 February 2016
Distance: 62km
Time: 12:30.48
Previous: 2015

Nervously waiting for the start in anticipation of the day ahead.
Uhum, is that a slightly nervous face?
Although it was wet, the temperature was fairly warm in the early hours of the morning.
A misty rain covered the whole landscape.
The wide forestry roads helped to spread out the runners.
We looked somewhat despondent.
Deep in thought.
Finally reaching Blue Lake.
I should really try to go faster so that Gerry can get rid of his excess energy!
Trying my luck with crisps. It left no ill effects.
Encouraging signs scattered throughout the course.
Imagine having such a huge group of friends all participating. Must be a blast!
A short stretch on sealed roads.
A jingle-jolly water point before heading back into the forest for more muddy trails.
A big chunk of the trail looked like this.
The single track sections were trampled by all the runners.
Another mud slide.
Beautiful scenery despite challenging terrain.
Some seriously eroded downhills.
A marshall who made herself a little shelter to take cover from the rain.
Peace man! Another lovely water point.
Cool attire and more friendly helpers at the Peace water point.
At the Tarawera falls.
Soaked to the bone, cold and really sore at this point.
We made it!
Finally at the finish line.
Medals to boot.

All photos by us, except the ones containing the TUM logo which are courtesy of Photos4sale and TUM. 

Standing at the start line of the Tarawera ultra, it still hadn’t dawned on me what I was about to do. For some strange reason, the whole event hadn’t registered with me at all. Maybe it was a way for my mind to cope with the fact that we were going to run 60km, not having done the hard yards in training? Whatever the case might be, my mind chose not to make it a reality. And were it not for the excruciatingly sore muscles the day after, I still wouldn’t have registered what happened the day before. Continue reading →

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20 miles of hope and 6 miles of truth (Queenstown marathon)

Queenstown marathon

Date: 21 November
Distance 42.2km
Time: 5:51:44

At the start at Millbrook Resort.
Self-seeded wave starts helped spread out the trail of runners to ease congestion on the walking tracks. We had no problem whatsoever, not sure what was going on in the front.
Not long now – grrrr …
And we’re off. Long road ahead.
The downhill into Arrowtown which was the start of my ITB problems.
Arrowtown – a quaint historic gold mining town north of Queenstown.
Gerry making his way through the suburbs.
Running next to Arrow River.
Enough runners not to be alone, and not so many to congest the walkways.
Lovely scenery and a perfect day for it!
Flying round the corner on a downhill. Yeah right.
One of many bridges across streams and rivers.
Queenstown Trails Trust was getting $10 from each entry towards the maintenance of the river/lake walkways.
A mainly flat course with just a few undulations and a hill or two thrown in for good measure.
Water point with lots of little helpers. All stocked with water and Powerade. Most of them also offered Sport Beans.
Point taken.
One of the short sections on a sealed road, running along the Arrowtown Lake Hayes Road towards the lake.
Reaching and rounding Lake Hayes.
Have to fool myself to look strong, although I was far from it.
The sound of a band drifting across the water, made for a very enjoyable run.
Beautiful paths to keep your mind off the pain.
So very far to go still …
Nice pathways through boggy areas.
Not too far from the end of the 7km circle around Lake Hayes.
Gerry still going strong and having a ball.
Colourful dots all along the walkway.
After what felt like an eternity, we finally reached the halfway mark. Took us 2:37.
A steep downhill which I had to walk on account of my terribly sore ITB’s.
Lush new growth on the trees.
At 26.5km we reach the waterpoint before crossing the Shotover River.
Gerry on the Shotover River bridge.
High fives all round!
Around this area we passed some waterworks which wasn’t all that pretty. But the lupins cheered me up.
Just a few little hills to keep things interesting. This one dubbed “Marathon Hill” which is quite tough at around the 32km mark.
Lots of inspirational posters en route with this one near the top of the hill. 🙂 Next to the Kawarau River.
Some more musicians. I love events that have local bands to entertain runners and crowds.
The Frankton Arm of Lake Wakatipu in the back.
The organisers made the most of the main sponsor, Air New Zealand.
Gerry still doing well next to the Frankton Arm.
Turns out it wasn’t only my legs that didn’t work so well anymore – it was also my trigger finger! Luckily the photographer got his Charlie Chaplan jump at the right time.
With only about 1km to go, these guys were really going all out cheering runners on.
Through the streets of Queenstown with lots of support along the closed roads. This must have been fantastic for the guys who were still part of the event. Being so far behind, we definitely missed out of some highlights the event had to offer.
With his landing gear out, Gerry is on the runway taxiing his way to the finish.
Very happy to have made it to the finish with near nothing training in the two months leading up to the event.
Chilling in the finish zone with bananas, water, Powerade and a happy grin.
Prize-giving. Our luck has definitely run out this year. 🙂

The Air New Zealand Queenstown International Marathon saw its second running in 2015. It boasted a huge field of 9000 participants across all three events (42.2, 21.1 & 10km, plus a kids 2km). At $149 entry fee it is not the cheapest marathon in the country ($10 goes towards the Queenstown’s Trails Trust). Add to that the $15 bus fare, and, if you want, the official event cotton T-shirt at $40, and you’re already looking at $200+. Other event branded merchandise like technical tops, peaks, caps etc were also on offer. The expo consisted mainly of sports-related brands advertising and selling their goods. Continue reading →

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North Range Road

Date: 29 August 2015

Distance: 25km

Having a laugh at the finish, l-to-r: Kevin, Wouna, Gerry, Greg, Marian, Peter, Cath and in front Steph, Cheryl and Rob. Photo supplied by Cheryl, and taken by the late Stuart Hilder. The four walkers (Bruce, Evan, Denise and David) were having lunch already.
Shortly before the start. Steph, Cath, Greg, Cheryl, Denise, Bruce and Evan. Photo from Cheryl, taken by Trevor.
Cath, myself and Cheryl passing the deer farm.
Cath on a nice downhill section.
Gerry passing one of the muddy parts.
Cheryl and I only just visible in the distance.
Gerry and Cath rounding the corners ….
Cheryl screaming past with Palmy in the distance.
Steph and Greg still in sight up ahead.
The muddy stretch nearly over.
Cath negotiating one of the worst patches.
Cheryl still having fun in the windfarm.
Shenanigans on top of the world.
Easy going from here on a well-maintained gravel road.
A lovely run among the wind turbines.
Cath and Gerry arriving at the finish at The Bridge Cafe.
We had to have medals for our first running of the North Rage Road. 🙂

Having a quiet gravel road on top of a mountain with virtually no traffic, through a wind farm with wide open expanses, has to be the ultimate playing ground for runners, walkers and mountain bikers alike. Wonderful scenery in all directions, literally in our backyard, makes it hard not to want to run there all the time. Except, of course, on days with inclement weather. With views from the top of the Tararuas and great scenery in all directions, it is inevitable that you will be exposed to the elements. Continue reading →