First ever 12 hour race and managed 8th in the old gits solo category with 15 laps. The tight right hander between trees as you exited the campsite got worse and worse as the roots became more exposed - that alone gave me loads of "moments". The rest of that first section became less grippy as the day went on, or more likely my meagre skills deserted me as I became more tired.
The biggest surprise for me was how weak my arms felt after 11 hours riding the course. I guess the surface plus the unremitting twistiness was to blame for that.
Great event though and absolutely loved the jump action at the very end. Honestly never expected to see anybody crazy enough to lie down and let (knackered) riders jump over them, let alone 4 people willing to lie down together to be jumped! Big applause for the chap who successfully jumped them then crashed on landing, hope he and his bike were ok.