Getting there: We left Friday evening in light rain. The N1 traffic was bad until just before the 1 Stop. We stayed at a guesthouse in Wellington. Stunning spot, designer room, warm accomodating hosts - Sauvignon country lodge. I had already fitted a Hans Dampf Super Gravity 2.35 to the front of my bike and was looking forward to testing it and the Purgatory 2.3 at the back. Both these tyres pumped up tubeless as if they had tubes in them. Lovely Day 1 - "finding my feet slowly" It dawned cloudy but dry and soon cleared up as predicted. Welvanpas's lower slopes were damp and we rode up to the start of the white route based first stage through a few mud holes. After a longish warm up ride we sat and waited for ages while Mr Botha sorted his tag system. The stages flowed fast after this and there was nothing especially technically demanding. Those that know Welvanpas will know exactly what I mean. Its an amazing trail system that beginners and pro's can enjoy - up the speed and it gets more exciting, slow it down and a beginner can handle most of it. It took me the whole session to start finding some speed. My tyres were bomb proof and I could not unsettle the front tyre at all. For some reason I did not take this as my cue to ride faster and my times showed this. Day 1 also had a few fast women entrants who showed the guys up nicely and did their best to dispel any stereotypes by klapping many of the male contingent stage after stage. Only injury I heard about was a collar bone around stage 2 or so. The last stage was the best for me - a bit drier, some rocks and steep drops into rivers with slippery bridges to negotiate. I didnt set the track on fire but at times found good speed and enjoyed the trail hugely. As a top rider told me the next day, "ïts all about a clean run" he forgot to add - ...frikkin fast... and thats the rub and what makes Enduro so much fun. Its short and sharp and requires strength fitness and concentration unlike any other form of the sport bar DH. Tagging in and out is also an art and a skill to work on - the leaders were separated by only a few second and I added around 5-10 secs to one stage time after another rider stopped dead at the tag point right in front of me... Nightrider and I got a bit of a race going which he won on day 1. This is what its all about - finding your buddies and racing eachother for fun, which it is and something I find missing from fun rides and marathons. Day 2 - "this is what its all about" Better weather, drier trails and north facing sunny slopes above Bains Kloof pass. The climb to stage 6 was reminiscent of the hek to saaltjie climb at Jonkers - around 6 km but well worth it because this was the best stage of the day. Swoopy forest singletrack cut into the slopes with fast steep corners, flat out runs with your bars cm from the mountainside and drops into road gaps (no jumps unfortnately). Simply superb fun I found some speed and managed a 3m31 which was fast for me but still 34 secs off the winning time. To win at this, your riding has to be perfect - take each straight flat out, brake, corner and accelerate and that has to happen 100% of the time... Stage 7 was also a blast - different again - fynbos slopes, a few more rocks and equally fast swoopy corners. I managed my second 20th place of the day. My bike was handling well and the front tyre was amazing - it wasnt phased by late braking in corners and felt bomb proof on the rocky stuff. A fra cry from those wobbly Nobby Nics the bike came with... On stage 8 I dropped some time on some of the guys I'd been ahead of on the previous 2 stages. I didnt have a clean run - miseed a turn and got bogged in the wrong gear. I was also getting tired. Note to self - work on some fitness even though its winter. Stage 9 promised to be shortish and easy but it was here that my wheels fell off. After a nice break at the farm, I took the plunge and started up the 4x4 track climb. I stopped to use my phone and took off my right glove. I forgot to pick it up - bad move 1. I noticed this only 400m further on and decided to fetch my glove later - bad move 2. After some energy bar I tagged out and accelerated down stage 9s tweespoor start straight. I only got 100 m before I was flung off my bike. i am still not sure what happened - one second I was riding the next it felt as if something yanked my steering and I was off. I think a fynbos branch caught my bars. I flew and rolled onto some hard rocky jeeptrack. i can still hear the sound of my Urge helmet hitting the rocks as I rolled onto my back. My right hand was bloody (no glove), my glasses were off and one arm missing and I had some aches and pain developing elsewhere. I realised I could ride on but missed the turn into the singletrack and decided to cruise to the finish via the up route. My glove was waiting for me where I left it, my ribs were now very sore but although there were a few scrapes, very little blood bar my hand. I can say with certainty that my Camelbk MULE, knee pads, dh shirt, URGE Enduromatic and left glove all helped me avoid more serious injury. The helmet has some rock dents at the rear and most certainly saved me from some head trauma. I was pissed to have missed a decent time on the last stage, but despite the crash the weekend and race was absloutely stunning. I headed home after a boerie roll and beer in a bit of pain but beaming from ear to ear. Gary Barnard won both days (on his Morewood sixer, yeah) with some competition from Harry Orr, Dan Dobinson and Mark Hopkins. Nico Pfitz.... he of Epic fame came and raced day two in the top ten. What a blast.