My passion for cycling started about 9 years ago. I found that I loved to explore the countryside and there was no better way to accomplish this than on my bike. As time moved on I found myself getting more involved in the cycling community and my hunger for competition grew.
Cycle racing is a funny animal, there are no rules as to how to go about getting involved or how to train your body to achieve your full potential, but there’s one constant in cycling and this is true across the wide spectrum of cycling disciplines: people. People are the life blood of our sport.
Faceless? I think not, far from what would be deemed just ‘Sponsors’. Cycling breeds its own special and unique collective of support platforms, these patrons of passion are what keep us athletes in the game; they are the folk that put their money where their heart is.
The 2015 edition of the marathon followed a predominantly similar route to last year with a couple of tweaks here and there to account for tree felling of some tree compartments but the usual suspects were still on the route to make things exciting. Rene’s rumble, the gauntlet, bat out a hell, Lebanon climb, Campbell’s climb and other sections that either spark a smile or clenching of the jaw, all played some part in the 2015 race.
I had the confidence that Tyronne knowing the route, he would be able to hit the last long section of single track and pick up the pace. I would then let him ride ahead and force the other two to chase him down then I would sling shot round to attack again. This plan worked well, fortunately for us...
Following on from a successful previous weekend at the 3 Mountains stage race in Freestate, Tyronne White and I decided to race locally and ride in the inaugural Marriott Freedom race in and around the
Day 4 turned out to be a muddy quick race, the over night rain was more then expected and a lot of the roads and tracks were fairly sodden and muddy. The day was slightly shortened due to dangerous conditions in a critical area of the race route.