Ja saigi jälle läbi üks aasta oodatuim päev! Kogu päev rattal nautides siinse kandi parimaid kohti ja radu ja kauneid vaateid.
Kokku sel aastal 155km 3300m+
Nagu juba aastaid B150 ultramaraton on üks suur pidu tähistamaks meie kirge maastikuratta vastu. Nii korraldajad, osavõtjad kui ka kaasaelajad.
Algus nagu alati kell 7 hommikul, sel aastal selliste ähvardavate vihmapilvedega ja varahommikul ärkasime koos suure ladistamisega. Oli oodata, et mägede pool võib jahe olla, samas teadsin, et nii kui päike pilve tagant välja saab, siis soojendab juba väga tugevasti. Raske otsus oli riiete valikul, kuna ees oli ikkagi ootamas kuni 10h sõitu. Mina valisin vihmajakiga stardi, mille peale 15km ära võtsin ja siis jälle umbes 60km peale panin ning siis uuesti umbes 120km ära võtsin. Nagu ikka alati peatused söögipunktides, et kindlustada jook pudelis ja energia kehas. Oli nii vanu tuttavaid radasid, kui uusi lahedaid kohti. Selline tõeline maastikuratturi pidupäev. Küüned olid ka lakitud!
Läksin alati omas tempos, kunagi mitte liigset jõudu rakendades, kuna kõik peab sellisel päeval jaotatud olema, et jõuaks ilma pikemate pausideta lõppu.
Stardi virr-varris ei pannud kõiki naisi tähele ja seega ei teadnud, kus ma täpselt naiste arvestuses olen, aga ega sellepärast ei sõitnud ei kiiremini ega aeglasemini, see on selline mõnus sõit, kus peab ainult endale keskenduma.
Kuigi olin oma Garmini 100% täislaadinud, siis ta enam ei pea sellist katsumust vastu. Olin kogu aeg ekraaniga gps-raja jälgimises, ning 11km enne lõppu viskas pildi eest, enne oli korra hoiatanud, et aku hakkab tühjaks saama. Seega olin juba kergelt valmis ja hoidsin ühe meessõitja lähedusse, muidugi tema ei osanud nii hästi gps-kaarti lugeda ja vahel ikka hakkas valesti mõnest teeotsast minema. Lõpus isegi oli natuke koomiline, et mina kellel rada ees ei olnud, hoiatasin teda, et vist ikka ei ole sinna, kuna mina kui kohalik ja olin enne enam-vähem raja läbi vaadanud, teadsin, millised rajaotsad finishi poole üldse viivad.
Õnnelikult finishis ja esimene naine! Jeee, juhuuuu! Confetti langes taevast ja pidu oli hoos! Sellele üritusele olid ka anti-dopingu ametnikud kohale tulnud ja sain ka purki neile pissida.
Sel aastal oli samuti kaks eestlannat stardis ja ka sel aastal oli esikaks eestlannad. Nimelt Ly lõpetas suure katsumuse teise naisena. Nii tubli!
Samuti oli võistlustules Filipe, keda alguskilomeetritel eessõitmas nägin ja keskel ühel väga vahval tõusul, kus oli võimalik kaugele üles pisikeste sõitvate sipelgate siksakki näha, hõikas keegi kaugel ülevalt alla orgu, kus sõitsin “Tere!” Sain aru, et ta oli mind kuskilt ülevalt märganud, lehvitasin mäe poole, aga ise ei suutnud märgata, kus ta seal ees sõitis.
Aitäh kõigile!
One of the most anticipated days of the year has come and gone again! A whole day spent on the bike, enjoying the best spots, trails, and beautiful views this area has to offer.
This year’s total: 155 km with 3300 meters of elevation gain.
As it has been for many years, the B150 ultramarathon is one big celebration of our passion for mountain biking—for the organizers, participants, and supporters alike.
The start, as always, was at 7 AM. This year, we were greeted by threatening rain clouds, and we woke up to heavy downpours early in the morning. It was expected to be chilly in the mountains, but I also knew that once the sun broke through, it would warm up quickly. Choosing the right clothing was difficult, as a ride of up to 10 hours lay ahead. I started with a rain jacket, took it off after 15 km, put it back on around 60 km, and took it off again around 120 km. As usual, I stopped at food stations to refill bottles and recharge with energy. There were both familiar old trails and exciting new places—a true mountain biker's party day. I even had my nails painted!
I always rode at my own pace, never pushing too hard, because on a day like this, energy must be managed to reach the finish without long breaks.
In the chaos of the start, I didn’t catch sight of all the other women, so I didn’t know exactly where I stood in the women’s category. But that didn’t make me ride any faster or slower—this is the kind of race where you just have to focus on yourself.
Although I had fully charged my Garmin, it still couldn’t withstand this kind of challenge. I was always using the GPS route on screen, and 11 km before the finish, it died—it had briefly warned me about low battery earlier. So I was prepared for it and stayed close to a fellow competitor. Unfortunately, he wasn’t the best at reading the GPS map and occasionally started heading the wrong way. In the end, it was a bit comical that I, without a route on my screen, was the one warning him that a turn might not be right. As a local, I had roughly gone over the route in advance and had a good idea which paths actually led toward the finish.
Happily made it to the finish—and I was the first woman! Yay, woohoo! Confetti fell from the sky and the celebration was on! Even anti-doping officials were present at the event, and I had the honor of peeing into a cup for them.
This year, there were also two Estonian women at the start, and once again, Estonians took the top two spots. Ly finished this great challenge as the second woman. So proud of her!
Filipe also did well in the race—I saw him riding ahead during the early kilometers, and later on a particularly fun climb, where tiny ant-like riders zigzagged up in the distance, someone yelled “Tere!” from far up the hill. I realized it was him who had spotted me from above. I waved toward the mountain, but couldn’t quite make out where exactly he was riding.
Thank you to everyone!