Transpyr was just the most fantastic week. We trained fairly hard (as hard as you can in London with a job and 3 kids) but most of the riders were out of our league. Mostly Spanish, basically all the elite endurance guys from northern Spain.
Great organisation and everyone speaks to you, they’re super friendly and actually very glad you have made the effort to come to their event…..the elite guys know how hard it is for mere mortals even to make it to the end every day. Just a great atmosphere, so friendly. Route is brutal though…..on the website its all pictures of people happily smiling, riding along smooth trails. I asked the race director about that and he said “If we showed what it’s really like no-one would come.” He was only half joking.
Each day is different, changes as you cross the country, but first 3 days are long and hot and loads of climbing….Day 3 is 130km and 3200m of up, no picnic. Day 1 was shorter but 44c on the tarmac climbs at one point was suffocating….hardest day for me.
Constant theme is how hard the trails are…..they arent exactly technical, there arent many drop-offs, or switchbacks you cant get round. It’s just they have you climbing and descending on rubble half the time and it makes it so hard to keep any speed up. Loads and loads of pushing up stuff you just wont be able to ride…..I wrecked my new gucci Sidi Dragons, but them i’m a tart and deserved to.
In summary – Do it. Its a trip of a lifetime, riding over the most beautiful place in Europe between just gorgeous Medieval towns. You ride with a mix of fast enthusiasts, and proper elite Spanish athletes. I’m def going back, maybe not next year as I need to be a good dad, but year after for sure.
Best moment – we were in the evening meal on Day 3, two old grey haired fellas I think 60-65yr old finished after 12.5hrs in the saddle. They walked into the room, whole place burst into spontanious applause and gave them a standing ovation. I thought that was brilliant, thats the Spanish for you.