One day in London to swap bikes in between the Embrunman and Xterra Japan, and off I go again in quest of new adventures. Tokyo is boiling hot when I arrive, 40°c and a humidity level that must be close to 100%! Walking the streets is quite an ordeal, but still I am so happy to be back. Nakameguro is almost my ‘hood now! Thanks to Kei and Keizo I have just enough time to sample some of the magic that is Japanese cuisine and leave my records in safe hands; it is not party time yet!
The following morning I am off to the hills, in the Gunma prefecture, Marunuma to be precise. This place is the exact opposite of the madness that is Tokyo (and a whole lot cooler!). I am now at the very heart of mother nature, one pristine lake, one ryokan (traditional Japanese hotel), 1400m high and mountains all around. Samurai country. The main activity here is fishing and beetle/butterfly hunting. The very definition of tranquility.
I decided to check out the run course with fellow pro Will Kelsay…this is actually trail running, from loose rocks by the lake to steep inclines requiring ropes to pull yourself up to treacherous descents in slippery rivers…there is actually not much running involved, though a lot of scaling, walking and sliding. Not a course for me by any means, but probably easier for my inflammed achilles and 100% Xterra, no doubt.
Then the big news came: Kim Taeyoong, one of the most repected Xterra athletes and an ex Mr Xterra, went on a recce of the bike course with Mieko Carey…and got attacked by a mummy bear protecting her cub… poor Kim-san was badly scratched and bitten by the very angry “kuma”. This happened at the highest point of the race, almost 2000m high, at the start of a long windy downhill section with lots of blind corners and no escape route… not a good place to meet mummy bear!
The news spread quickly, locally and nationally, and Kim is now a superstar. The organisers had to act quick using fireworks and all that to scare the bears; most of the expected leaders were given bear bells for the race…not exactly my usual loop in Epping forest!
Come race day and everyone – bar Kim – was ready to roll. 22.3°c meant no wetsuit for the pros. I started fast but quickly realised that something was wrong… I can barely breathe, and it feels like I’m surviving, not swimming. Altitude perhaps, but this means I won’t get the early lead I was hoping for. Indeed Will and Tahahiro Ogasawara, both much more skilled than myself on aN MTB, swam on my feet and we all came out together. My goal was to keep them in sight up to the start of the main climb, but a first tumble was soon followed by a few more and I was on my own on the most technical course on the circuit.