Split Analysis
Flying Pig X (OCIN): Clasic-Blue
Tundra/Desert
median leg score: 83.0
calculated time lost: 3:21 (+4.7%)
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| # | dist | time | place | delta | score | lost* | pace | dist | time | place | delta | pace | comments | |||||||||||||||||||||
| 1. | 280m | 1:55 | 6 | +15 | 15% | 89.0 | 6:50 | 280m | 1:55 | 6 | +15 | 15% | 6:50 | One pretty day, my route will be here. I started ahead of my scheduled time, with a bunch of strong people around my start: Mark Prior, 8 min ahead; Mook, 6; Spike, 4; John F, 2 min ahead of me. | ||||||||||||||||||||
| 2. | 210m | 1:38 | 16 | +16 | 20% | 84.4 | 7:46 | 490m | 3:33 | 6 | +27 | 15% | 7:14 | |||||||||||||||||||||
| 3. | 510m | 5:06 | 20 | +1:08 | 29% | 79.5 | 10:00 | 1000m | 8:39 | 13 | +1:23 | 19% | 8:39 | Went pretty straight. Maybe it wasn't so great, but I also wasn't pushing the pace, trying to save the best for the flat portion of the course. | ||||||||||||||||||||
| 4. | 120m | 2:29 | 23 | +1:07 | 82% | 57.3 | 35 | 46 | 20:41 | 1120m | 11:08 | 17 | +2:16 | 26% | 9:56 | Up the reentrant, then correct left... too far left. | ||||||||||||||||||
| 5. | 420m | 4:44 | 19 | +1:18 | 38% | 74.5 | 11:16 | 1540m | 15:52 | 15 | +3:08 | 25% | 10:18 | Again, pretty straight and without pushing it. I see Sergey whooped my butt by over a minute on both of the uphill legs. | ||||||||||||||||||||
| 6. | 165m | 1:28 | 13 | +17 | 24% | 82.2 | 8:53 | 1705m | 17:20 | 15 | +3:25 | 25% | 10:09 | Up the hill with a USMA guy. That's why this split didn't suck. | ||||||||||||||||||||
| 7. | 1920m | 13:34 | 4 | +49 | 6% | 95.7 | 7:03 | 3625m | 30:54 | 9 | +4:14 | 16% | 8:31 | On my way up to Control 6, I couldn't see any good, inventive around-choice for this leg, so went straight after the initial 350 m on the trail. Caught Mark halfway into the leg, and he helped me keep the pace. Other than momentary confusion while crossing the "paved" road, I executed very well and identified all the major green blobs on the way, avoiding the worst. Shortly before Control 7, I found John who was converging into it as if after having taken a wide-left trail route, which I discarded early on. | ||||||||||||||||||||
| 8. | 130m | 36 | 2 | +5 | 16% | 95.4 | 4:36 | 3755m | 31:30 | 9 | +4:12 | 15% | 8:23 | John led me into this one. | ||||||||||||||||||||
| 9. | 1280m | 8:24 | 6 | +57 | 13% | 92.0 | 6:33 | 5035m | 39:54 | 8 | +4:32 | 13% | 7:55 | As I followed John down the spur trail, the pace quickly became uncomfortable. And, as I was falling back, I took my last look at the leg and decided to go wide right, around on trails, and let John go straight. As I was approaching #9 on the trail, John was there, crashing through the woods. And at the control, there was Mook! | ||||||||||||||||||||
| 10. | 210m | 1:44 | 14 | +19 | 22% | 83.0 | 8:15 | 5245m | 41:38 | 8 | +4:36 | 12% | 7:56 | John and Mook moved so fast I could barely breathe. But, I did take a long hard look at #10–#11. | ||||||||||||||||||||
| 11. | 540m | 4:29 | 5 | +17 | 7% | 96.5 | 8:18 | 5785m | 46:07 | 7 | +4:42 | 11% | 7:58 | I went well to the right, through the band of white, same way as Peter G did on his Red course. And, as I crossed the creek, up there were Mook and John... three times in a row that my route choice kept me in contact with the train of faster-moving people. Normally I suck at RC, but not this time... years of terrain-relevant practice, I guess... | ||||||||||||||||||||
| 12. | 140m | 50 | 8 | 4:59 | -120% | -102.7 | 1:51 | 5:57 | 5925m | 46:57 | 8 | +4:43 | 11% | 7:55 | I think I saw Spike at #11 ir #12, but cannot remember exactly where. | |||||||||||||||||||
| 13. | 915m | 6:32 | 11 | +46 | 13% | 88.7 | 7:08 | 6840m | 53:29 | 7 | +5:27 | 11% | 7:49 | As I left #12, Mook was not to be seen and John was about 150 m ahead. I went pretty straight, not using any trails, since I had seen the woods around the little pond on my way to #9 and they were not scary at all. I then negotiated the green N of the large pond pretty well. I should have stayed more to the left, though, to avoid more green. | ||||||||||||||||||||
| 14. | 530m | 3:01 | 8 | +12 | 7% | 95.2 | 5:41 | 7370m | 56:30 | 6 | +5:31 | 11% | 7:39 | Saw John's shirt way ahead upon leaving #13. But Dave Frei was also there, moving at about my pace. Dave didn't have my #14... | ||||||||||||||||||||
| 15. | 380m | 4:00 | 20 | +1:19 | 49% | 67.6 | 50 | 44 | 10:31 | 7750m | 1:00:30 | 6 | +6:43 | 12% | 7:48 | ... or #15, but I kept running along him on his route. I misread the vegetation boundaries upon approach, and ended up just W of the control. Stopped, read the map, turned around, found it. At this point I thought John and Mook were gone for good. | ||||||||||||||||||
| 16. | 560m | 3:30 | 8 | +36 | 21% | 86.0 | 6:15 | 8310m | 1:04:00 | 6 | +6:59 | 12% | 7:42 | ... But, as I was coming into #16, again with Dave F by the side, I saw Mook leaving for #17, taking a wide-right, handrail-safe route. | ||||||||||||||||||||
| 17. | 490m | 3:57 | 20 | +52 | 28% | 79.6 | 8:03 | 8800m | 1:07:57 | 7 | +7:13 | 12% | 7:43 | Trying to catch Mook, I went straight. The mapped marsh sucked...literally. It also had some veg other than the close saplings, some briary stuff in it. As I fought that veg, I deviated from the line and hit the clearing wide right. Dasha was going from our #17 to #18. I don't count this as a mistake, though. | ||||||||||||||||||||
| 18. | 310m | 1:55 | 10 | +22 | 24% | 81.4 | 6:10 | 9110m | 1:09:52 | 7 | +7:33 | 12% | 7:40 | Dasha led me into #18. | ||||||||||||||||||||
| 19. | 350m | 2:34 | 17 | +36 | 31% | 77.3 | 7:20 | 9460m | 1:12:26 | 7 | +8:04 | 13% | 7:39 | I followed Andras Revesz along the fence out of #18, but it became clear he wasn't going my way. I crossed the forest quickly but got caught up on the fence that paralleled the paved road. As I untangled and rolled down upon the road, John was there. I ran the road towards the finish a hair tad too much among the excitement. As I followed John to the control, there was another guy in all black and a kerchief, moving really fast. I figured it was a Canadian but could not tell if he was Wil or Hammer. | ||||||||||||||||||||
| 20. | 190m | 1:13 | 12 | +10 | 16% | 86.3 | 6:24 | 9650m | 1:13:39 | 7 | +8:14 | 13% | 7:37 | John and Hammer hammered up the paved road, and I couldn't keep up at all. | ||||||||||||||||||||
| 21. | 75m | 16 | 26 | +5 | 45% | 70.8 | 3:33 | 9725m | 1:13:55 | 7 | +8:17 | 13% | 7:36 | |||||||||||||||||||||
* red = reported, gray = calculated