I joined the Tri Adventure group before I went to Indonesia. The club is an adventure racing and multisport training group organised and coordinated by two experienced and friendly adventure racers and multisport athletes. I joined because I need to get fit again and also because I have friends in the group who always look to be enjoying the training sessions and atmosphere of the club. Today the planets aligned and I was able to attend my first training session with the club.
It’s a 120km (80 miles) drive to Noosa where the training session was being held. A 1.5 hour drive is a long way to go for training but it was so worth it. We met at the marina where the view across a short jetty over the water was a beautiful calm sight. I felt excited just being in this location.
There were about ten of us out training today. We set off on an almost two hour bike ride along roads, fire trails and single track to the start of the navigation section of the session. I had no idea what to expect: struggling up the long 3km road climb but loving the long muddy sections of fire trail we followed. It starts to rain but at least it’s not cold today. Spring is definitely in the air and the annoyance of wet weather is tempered by the way the water darkens the tree trunks, accentuates the patterns on the scribbly gums and brightens the greens.
At the transition from bike to navigation we receive our rogaining maps. There are two disciplines we need to complete: bike and trek. It’s up to use to decide which route we want to take and which checkpoints we want to collect. I am paired up with PE who is an experienced adventure racer and navigator. He encourages me to navigate and pushes me a little to help me learn how to speed up on the course. This isn’t an aggressive push but a calm and gentle encouragement not to stop too long to discuss navigation decisions and to run the trek leg. He shared lots of small tips to help me navigate more accurately and to save time in a race situation. I appreciated this because it was like having a private two hour lesson with someone experienced who is way more advanced than me.
We bashed and crashed our way along the overgrown trails. There’s lantana to push through, resulting in scratched legs that are the mark of a Queensland-based rogainer or adventure racer. We got caught in the inevitable wait-a-while, which grabbed at our packs, shirts and skin to hold us in place. It’s a reality up here around South East Queensland and all you can do is try not to get frustrated or stand still while your team mate detaches the hooked plant fronds to free you.
The challenging flora is the price we pay for playing in this fantastic landscape and climate. There’s moss-covered fallen trees with iridescent soft green coverings. Swampy creeks cut through the dense bush. The checkpoints are hidden in interesting spots like creek junctions and just off the track between the various timbers: tall old and thick, and thin and tight.
It’s wonderful fun to be out exploring and improving my outdoor skills with this group. The Aunties (as the coaches are affectionately called) are welcoming, patient and I never feel like my current lack of fitness is a problem. On the long ride home I bonk and struggle a lot. I fall behind the group and have to walk up some relatively easy hills (I must bring better food with me next time to refuel). But always one of the Aunties waits with me and encourages me. I feel a huge sense of achievement when we return to the car park after about 6.5 hours out on the course.
My bike and I are covered in mud – something that is always a sign of fun times that have passed. I can’t wait for the next opportunity to join the guys from Tri Adventure for another session. It was fun and even in this one session I learned ways to improve my skills.