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Saturday Jun 30 #

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8 PM

running (Prater Park) 44:00 [3]
shoes: Asics Nimbus 19

Spent the afternoon, once I'd escaped from the conference, wandering Wien - across to the university botanic gardens near Schloss Belvedere, then Naschmarkt (impressive array of dried fruits, nuts, spices, cheeses, things stuffed with cheeses etc, but I already had pretty much everything I needed, from my local Billa) then back through the city centre, which is ridiculously conscious of its tourism potential. The sun had finally come out and everyone was eating ice cream, so I did the same. After all, I'd walked about 10km on pavement...therefore it took a while to get going on a proper run and I stuck to the tracks in Prater as much as possible once I'd found my way through the amusement park (hatching a plan for later).

Thought I'd better do some intervals since the WMOC sprint qualifier start list has put the fear of god into me, and just as I was thinking how totally flat it is around here, some stairs up the back of a 'grandstand' appeared to me in a vision and so I ran up & down them 12 times. And then I found a patch of woods with singletrails and signs warning of DROPCATERPILLARS - the Viennese seem to be incredibly risk-averse; the botanic gardens had a list of rules as long as my arm (and a Sunbathing Verboten graphic). And then I got a bit lost yet again and just like on Thurs I ended up further SE than I had intended but eventually spotted the Messeturm and made my way back through the modern university campus, wishing I had a sprint map thereof.

Friday Jun 29 #

7 PM

running (Donauinsel) 56:00 [3]
shoes: Asics Kayano 23

After a long day of sitting on my rear in the conference, knees & hips were tight but I needed some exercise - and fresh air, if such a thing were only available in a big city. So I headed for the river where the flat-bottomed 2-storey cruise boats have berthed for the night, north to the Reichsbruecke and across to Donauinsel (rather dry and overgrown and underwhelming, but I did see a stork among all the white swans), along the island to Praterbruecke and back up the west bank. I've been having real trouble with my directions here, partly because I haven't seen the sun yet and also the city is so completely flat. Where are all the hills?

Actually cooked dinner tonight for the first time in a week and am going to go to bed properly rather than crashing out at 9pm and waking up 6 hours later, still fully dressed...

Thursday Jun 28 #

12 PM

running 40:00 [3]
shoes: Asics Kayano 23

Gestern Abend bin ich in Wien beim Zug angekommen. I negotiated the subway system, popped up into daylight at Messe-Prater near the conference centre and it was raining. But the apartment I'd booked in the Ausstellungsstrasse was just across the road, and the owner was impressed that I could speak enough German to negotiate a discount (since he preferred cash payment). 300 Euro for 5 nights, and the best thing is that it has a washing machine :) And he was so proud of having stocked the fridge with beer & cola - neither of which I drink - that I didn't have the heart to point out that there was no milk! So the second best thing's the supermarket just around the corner. After I'd had some fun in there looking at all the exotic things I could buy (G & I greatly enjoyed European supermarkets in 2015) I went to find the river which is basically at the end of Kafkastrasse about 15 min away. Hallo Donaufluss, meinem alten Freund! Last sighted in Ulm 3 years ago, and before that in Budapest in 2011.

This morning it was still raining and I figured the river would be equally as grey as yesterday, and I had to be at a conference workshop by 8am, but at lunchtime I sneaked out for a jog to go and find the Hundertwasserhaus: http://www.hundertwasser-haus.info/en/ which is the most colourful thing I've seen in the city so far. People keep telling me that Vienna is lovely, but I think my head is still in the mountains...any suggestions for what I should do with a free day on Sunday?

Wednesday Jun 27 #

6 AM

orienteering (Trento sprint) 30:00 [3]
shoes: Asics Nimbus 19

Arrived back in Trento about 9pm last night (glad I wasn't the person having to leave again @5am for Bulgaria as coach of the the Italian team for EYOC) and, hungry, wandered into the old town from the hostel and found "food truck city" which was basically about 10 vendors, so it was more of a village, but the smells were all mouth-watering. I settled on the paella from a Spanish van, and didn't really think when ordering sangria to drink with it, that this is basically wine...

Therefore getting going this morning was surprisingly difficult, but it was a lovely cool morning and I had brought with me a copy of the sprint relay map from WOC 2014, so I couldn't not go for a run around the old town (on an approximation of the men's course). Only one garden was locked; all the other little alleyways were still valid through routes and I enjoyed myself greatly. Less fun was trying to stuff all my gear properly into my big pack (70L is really only 57 when the attached daypack is 13) in order to catch a 9:15am bus to Innsbruck from where I'd booked a 12:17pm train to Wien. This all worked out ok, although I was a bit disappointed that the only way I could tell we'd crossed into Austria was the messages from Telstra!

Tuesday Jun 26 #

5 PM

orienteering race (Madonna di Campiglio) 23:42 [4] 3.0 km (7:54 / km) +45m 7:21 / km
shoes: Asics Nimbus 19

I took full advantage of the hotel's buffet breakfast before going off to climb mountains - up to Lago Malghette at 1900m (a beautiful little alpine lake where the rifugio is not just a hut, but a full-on restaurant) and then to the top of the Pradalago chairlift at 2109m, from which I could see across the valley to yesterday's training area and the big tent being set up for the arena on Groste for days 2 & 3 also at 2100m. It's impossible to describe just how beautiful it was being up in the mountains on a perfectly clear day, and I was sorry to go back down. Decided my knees wouldn't enjoy 550m descent and therefore, despite my fear of heights, took the chairlift - which was back down in Madonna di Campiglio approx 10 min later.

As a bonus, later in the day it was possible to take the cabinovia up to Passo Groste at 2440m, armed with a copy of the orienteering map and in the company of the mapper, with whom I debated which trees should have been individually mapped or not above the snowline. The actual orienteering event back down in the village was kind of an anticlimax - I had entered the long EOD course which was a bit bland but this didn't stop me from doing a couple of dumb things despite having previously walked around the village more than once. I certainly wasn't running very fast but did seem to have a bit of oxygen debt; hopefully more due to tired mountain-legs than general lack of fitness?

Monday Jun 25 #

11 AM

orienteering (Chalet Fiat) 1:03:00 [2]
shoes: Inov8 Oroc spikes

The 5-Days organisers had intended that the model event should be accessed by the chairlift which goes up to 2104m Monte Spinale from straight behind the event centre in Madonna di Campiglio, but of the 40+ chairlifts in this vicinity, only 3 are operating currently and that's not one of them. I was lucky enough to get a lift with some Finns via Stefanotaxi to the halfway point where I hid my gear behind a tree and hiked another vertical 300m up the ski run to the summit. Partway up, I began to hear cowbells, and the bovines were grazing all over the ski slope (with a guy and his 3 dogs sitting on a rock watching them) just like when Vanessa took me & G up to Schwialp in 2015!

The top part of this map, above the snowline, matches what the terrain will be like on Wed/Thur, but I'll be headed to Vienna by then, so it was lovely to get a chance to run in this terrain, even if I never got above a jog through the spongy rhododendrons and juniper, and the descent to the lower controls among the trees was a slippery slide (a bit of a chain of orienteers forming here and the people in front of me startled a big deer). Afterwards I sat on a rock in the sunshine and admired all the alpine flowers, So many things grow wild here which I would only ever see in a garden at home - ranunculus, forget-me-not, aquilegia.

Walked back to the town and was disappointed to find that nearly all the shops are closed over lunchtime, so I headed back to the hotel and made myself a cheese-and-jam sandwich! In the afternoon my tourguide took time out from his busy administrative schedule and we went to see a waterfall where snowmelt comes roaring down the cliff from a plateau above. Of course, it's not orienteering tourism without a map and so we critiqued the mapping from a previous event in this area. Also, I am usually a nervous passenger but I have been very good (by my standards anyway) about not panicking on narrow mountain roads or when there is a long tunnel. Maybe it's that my head is so weirded out already by being on the wrong side of the road...

Sunday Jun 24 #

10 AM

orienteering race (Val Di Non) 1:01:55 [4] 4.6 km (13:28 / km) +80m 12:23 / km
shoes: Inov8 Oroc spikes

Regional competition (approx 300 people) near the town of Fondo, north of Trento. When Stefano described the terrain to me he mentioned forest, contours and tracks, which I translated as "continental European" but actually it was really lovely, with some subtle bits, and if I'd been able to read the event info I would have realised even sooner that many of the tracks are verrrry indistinct at this time of year. Was nearly late for my start because the advertised 1.1km with 120m climb turned out to be more like 2.5km, but it was a good warmup. It also meant the course would have 200m descent, which my ankles weren't feeling too sure about.

Took the first control pretty carefully - a lot of people came unstuck here because it was up & over the hill - and proceeded to enjoy myself, because what can be better than orienteering in the Italian mountains in the summertime? Could tell that my sleep-deprived brain was becoming more vague as the course went on, though, and came completely unstuck when I encountered an unmapped fence around a small open area on a small hill, and couldn't work out the tracks in the vicinity especially when the small hill turned out to have a gravelled 'carpark' area below it and a door into the side of the hill! Followed the track downhill until something made sense, which conveniently turned out to be less than 100m from my control, but that was 4-5 min lost, and also very weird. Throughout the rest of the course I'd had a few small errors being slightly too high or low in the control circle, so feel that 56 min would have been a time I was happier with (M55's winning time for this course was 42 min), but it turned out that I was less than a minute behind the first W35 (there were only 4 of us).

It also turned out that there were presentations for all placegetters, so I won some cheese and a jar of cherry jam, with which I was very happy :)

Afterwards my tourguide took me to all the sights he'd taken the Uppills to last year: Monte Penegal for the view out over Bolzano, and Santuario di San Romedio which is a series of churches conglomerated on a rock spire, commemorating a 4-5th century 'hermit' who apparently tamed the local bears, and is commonly depicted leading one with a harness. I was fascinated, especially by the bones on display - have certainly never seen a relict of a saint before! It seems that people pray to him for family, judging by the number of baby photos and name-embroidered bibs and notes of gratitude upon the walls (I think this place would be a little sad for anyone who hadn't succeeded in having a baby or who had lost a child).

Now in Madonna di Campiglio, the event centre for the 5-Days and which is basically a ski village, brainchild of some Englishmen in about 1910 and which appears to have up to 100 hotels, most of them nearly empty because this is obviously not ski season and the summer holidays haven't started yet. Most of the hotels, including mine, are cuckoo-clock cute, which is a polite way of saying kitsch, but that doesn't make it a bad thing, and I do like the floral hanging baskets absolutely everywhere. Also the logo of the Dolomites World Heritage area is a bear and so even the street lamps and the footbridges have bear cutouts or stencils on them. And it doesn't seem to matter that I don't speak much Italian (can read slightly more) because everyone speaks some English, or, as happened to me in the supermarket, if I look blankly at them, they just repeat it in German! The northern part of Trentino-Alto Adige is also known as Sud Tirol and has changed hands between Italy and Austria a number of times over the centuries.

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