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Last year (2023) marked my first time racing the Titcomb Mountain Challenge. I'd wanted to participate for several years, but other commitments always seemed to coincide with the race day. I competed in the Sport class last year, which involved completing two laps around the course. Despite the pouring rain, the warm weather made the experience quite unique. As expected, the lower-elevation sections were muddy, but the singletrack higher up the mountain was in excellent condition.

I arrived solo last year, but this time I had my other half, Sally, and her daughter Marion as my race support, which made a huge difference. Unfortunately, I was battling a full-blown cold, which has happened to me several times before for other races. Being under the weather certainly detracts from the experience but provides a convenient excuse if my performance isn't up to par.

For 2024, I opted for the 4-hour race. After reviewing the registered competitors and assessing my condition, I knew a podium finish was unlikely. However, the extended ride would serve as excellent training. This year's course was in great shape, featuring a mix of machine-built climbs, descents, and flowy singletrack. Recent rain left some mud in the lower sections, but overall, the course was quite rideable. The race began with a neutral 100-yard section to navigate a tight corner before the actual competition started.

Going into the race, my fitness wasn't where I wanted it to be (is it ever?), but I still had a good race. Despite the overactive sinuses, muddy bike, and occasionally slippery course, I avoided crashes and mechanical issues. The highlight was having my support team. Sally and Marion made their way up the mountain, cheering me and others on at various points. They also enjoyed the mountain bike race scene and the nice scenery of the ski mountain.

However, there was one major issue during the race—the timing system crashed a few hours in. The company in charge used RFID technology, but when the computer failed, race timing became chaotic. When I finished, I checked my standing on the computer screen and knew it was incorrect. I was called up as the second-place winner in my class, which was flattering, but I had to set the record straight. I knew I was behind several riders who deserved to be on the podium. I’m still not sure exactly how I fared, but I’m certainly going to give it another shot in 2025.