MaXx Exposure 26-27th September 2009
On the weekend I entered the Maxx Exposure, which is a different type of event for me. It was a 75 mile, off-road point to point race, at night on the South Downs Way. I’d not ridden the South Downs Way before, so to ride them for the first time in the dark would be interesting.

I had prepared well before hand, trying to get as much information about the area and terrain as possible to make decisions on things like tyres and what kit to carry. The organisers provided a GPS version of the route, which I was able to put into my Garmin Edge 705. This allowed me to follow the route on-screen which would be very useful riding on unknown grounds. I also used the “Virtual Partner” feature to set an average speed (equal to the course record) which would give me an idea of how well I was doing. I even printed out an elevation chart using Memory Map and marked on the checkpoints so I would know where I was and when the big climbs/descents were coming.
One of the hardest factors about the event is that you have to carry everything you might need with you and not rely on a pit area. Riders were able to send a bag to the halfway point where you could put extra clothes, food and light batteries or anything else you might need. I made the decision to take all the fluid I would need with me from the start in my new Salomon XA hydration pack with a 3 litre Hydrapak bladder. The benefit being that I had my High5 4:1 mixed to the concentration I like and didn’t have to worry about topping up. The downside was that it was heavy! In total, including 3 litres of fluid and all the tools and spares I felt I might need I was carrying an extra 5-6kg. When your small and quite light like I am this extra makes a real difference, but at least it would get lighter as time went on.
We arrived on site early Saturday afternoon and had to get everything ready by 3.30 when the bus departed to the start point at Beachy Head, near Eastbourne. With everything set I headed to get the bus but realised I had a problem. Somehow between leaving the house and arriving the rear tyre had gone flat! I didn’t have much time to get it sorted and couldn’t find where it was leaking from. I pumped it back up and hoped it would stay up, but decided that if it was flat at the other end I would put a tube in.
Arriving at the site I was anxious to see if the tyre was still inflated and to my surprise it was, Panic over. Now I could concentrate on the race which was about to start. I got under way just behind a few other top riders such as Anthony White and James D’Arcy. At the beginning I felt rubbish and didn’t seem to be able to catch a small front group that had formed. After about 15 minutes hard work I managed to catch the small group and stuck with them for a while. I took to the front of the group after a long and frustratingly slow descent towards where I was at the back of the group. I upped the pace to see who would follow; everyone.
I was still struggling on the climbs to stick with the group, but able to claw it back on the flatter sections and when the group came to one of the many, many gates on the route. The group was now 5 strong and we all seemed well matched and going along quite nicely. On one section I saw James D’Arcy who was at the front of the group crash as a badger ran into his wheel and then a few seconds later I also hit a badger but I was lucky as I was going slowly and it glanced my foot and ran between my wheels.
I kept pushing the pace whenever I felt able and tried to break up the group, but whenever I got a small gap I’d come to a gate (or a level crossing with a train approaching!) and everyone would catch back up. Around 18 miles in I had a disaster as I punctured my front wheel going down a short descent. “Game over” I thought to myself. The air came out very quickly, so I knew that the sidewall had been cut and I’d have to put a tube in. I watched the group disappear into the darkness as I went about fixing it.
Another 2 riders came past before I was able to resume. The puncture cost me 8 minutes in total and when I restarted I didn’t think I’d have any hope of catching the leaders. Anything could happen to those ahead and I was only just starting to feel good on the bike, so I decided to give it everything and chase as hard as possible. The first feed station came at 22 miles, but there was no sign of the riders ahead. It took another few miles before I caught my first glimpse of a flashing red light in the distance. It spurred me on and I kept pushing as hard as I could. It seemed to take forever, but I eventually caught a single rider ahead after a fast descent.
Soon after, on the next long climb I passed another 2 riders; things were starting to look better as I was now in 5th place. Not everything was going well though. I heard a hiss coming from the rear wheel on a bumpy descent and realised I’d picked up another puncture. Fortunately the Stans no-tubes tubeless sealant did its job and I was able to keep riding, all be it on a very soft tyre! I knew the halfway checkpoint was coming up so I kept riding and decided I would stop there to add air.
As I arrived at the checkpoint James D’Arcy was also there so I did everything needed as quickly as possible: Check-in with the electronic timing, grab a few extra High5 Isotonic gels, change the light battery and pump up the rear up with a Innovations big-air canister I was carrying. I set off again around 30 seconds behind James and caught him soon after. He gave me some encouragement which spurred me on further. I was feeling really strong at this point and didn’t feel the need to ease up at all. It wasn’t long before I caught a glimpse of the 2nd place rider. I didn’t know if it would be Ant or the other rider, but I was catching up going uphill so I didn’t think it was Ant as he climbs like a goat!
On the descent near the town of Washington, just as the route crossed the dual carriageway I passed the rider to take 2nd place. “How can this be happening?” I thought to myself. I didn’t think I stood a chance after the puncture, but now I had just a single rider ahead of me; Anthony White. Between the second and third checkpoints there was a big climb and lots of open high ground, so if there was someone ahead of me I should be able to spot them easily, but I couldn’t see anyone for miles. I could also feel that my rear tyre was losing pressure slowly and getting a bit soft again, but hoped it would hold out. After another 30 minutes or so I finally caught sight of a tiny red spec in the distance, well over a mile away. “If I can see him, I can catch him” I thought, but I knew I had a real struggle ahead of me. We were over 40 miles into the race and although I felt great I wasn’t gaining any time.
On one long hill where I could see Ant right at the top I timed the gap to 5 minutes, which was then confirmed by the marshals at the third checkpoint, 52 miles in. I used the checkpoint to add more air to the rear tyre which was really soft again. I now had 23 miles to close the gap, which might sounds like plenty but when your chasing someone as good as Ant, it is not an easy task. We have had many a close battle over the years and this looked set to be another.
I would occasionally catch a glimpse of his rear light, but it always seemed to be at the top of a long climb when I was at the bottom and I started to give up hope. I timed the gap on every opportunity and although the gap was coming down slowly it wasn’t happening quickly enough. The miles were ticking by and I knew by looking at the elevation profile that I had printed out that I was close to the final checkpoint, which was a the bottom of a long descent near the village/town of Cocking. Just as the track started to head in a downward direction I could see a white light ahead of me, which was without a doubt a bike light, but I had passed several riders coming towards me along the route, so I was expecting this to be another.
As I grew closer I realised that it was someone stopped on the edge of the trail… It was Ant and he was fixing a puncture. I felt a little disappointed for him, but now we were kind of even on the puncture front, so I pushed on down the descent. “Make this stick” I told myself. I picked the best lines I could, to try and avoid any further punctures or mechanicals and arrived at the final checkpoint, just 12 miles from the finish. I stopped very briefly, just to check the tyre which was still going down, but not as quickly. A quick blast of air into the tyre and I was off again, up another long climb.
Now that I was winning I also checked to see how I was doing on the Garmin Edge compared to the record time, set in 2006 by Mike Cotty (6hrs 31min). I was up… and by a fair bit! I was pushing as hard as possible and kept checking the Edge to see how far was left. I was ticking the miles down, 7.. 6.. 5 “come on Matt”. I’d look back occasionally, just in case Ant was closing but each time I only saw darkness. Up until now the distance and time had flown by, but the final few miles really dragged! I came into QE park with just 2 miles to go and pushed myself to the top of the final climb. From here it was all downhill which couldn’t come soon enough! I came into the campsite and checked in with the timing. I knew that I finished first, but then also checked my finishing time. 6 hours, 21 minutes. A full 10 minutes inside the previous best time and that was with 2 punctures! James D’Arcy finished 2nd about 13 minutes after me and Ant finished 3rd.
This race and the result has given me great confidence going into my final race next weekend, Dusk ’til Dawn. Looking at the riders entered it looks like it will be the toughest year yet for me, with several seriously quick people entered.