I find the third day in an ultra endurance event probably the hardest. My Day 3 in the TAW19 was particularly hard.
Strava says that I left the hotel I was in Altan at 4:45 after having a short chat with the night guard.
I had done my research and mentally I was well prepared for what was ahead of me. Being 90Kg and not much of a climber, my program for the Transatlantic was was basically don’t bite more than you can chew. And I knew that Glendesh around Km 95 and the “Silly Hill” later on the day would test my limits more than enough, so set up to enjoy the day.
I actually enjoyed Glendesh in light rain. Rich Marshall was at the last hairpin and took some fine photos as he always does.
The rest of the day was quite peachy actually, with Mallin Bay being the highlight.
I developed a lot of pain in the back of my left knee during the early afternoon. The kind of pain you have when you have torn your Meniscus. I know this kind of pain well and although is quite disturbing, it does not worry me much. I already have had surgery on both knees. (1998 and 2002) and I know that the torn cartilage tends to break off after use. It became a patience game.
The whole day I could not get the visual reference of the “Silly Hill” out of my head. I knew it was coming. While planing the route the loop the route takes made no sense, so I had actually checked it out in Google Street View and realised that Adrian had prepared another “road candy bit” for us. Although after 235Km the road up to the cliffs seems totally unnecessary and the 8% climb feels like 35%, the view from the top and the sense of solitude are absolutly priceless, and honestly one of my strongest memories of TAW19.
The amazing Gleniff Horseshoe drive.