Day 1: Kuda Oya to Haputale

We’ve just done a 6-hour, 300 km transfer on some luxury coaches from our beachside hotel in Negombo on the West coast of Sri Lanka in order to reach the start of the race on the southern tip of Sri Lanka. There’s a flurry of activity as the two trucks transporting the bikes get held up en route, delaying the requisite bike checks. Fortunately, the race are prepared for cases like this and two mechanics spring into action shortly before the race is due to start.

After breakfast, there’s a 7.15 am bus transfer to the start in Kuba Oya. The previous night’s frustration with the electricity (and the subsequent on-and-off of the air conditioning units) is quickly forgotten, swapped for nervous anticipation for the first day of racing.

Ein Smiley schützte die Schienbeine von Yasas Herwege vor den Dornen seiner Flatpedals.
Good preparation pays off – This rider was ready for some unwanted action with the pins on his pedals.
Flanked by palm trees at the start in Kuba Oya. Four days of racing lay ahead with a total distance of 277 km.
Flanked by palm trees at the start in Kuba Oya. Four days of racing lay ahead with a total distance of 277 km.

After the gun goes at 9 am, the riders head into the low-altitude jungle, just 100 metres above sea level. We’re met by countless river crossings, and a relentless but very gradual gradient. Stage one offered 2,386 metres of climbing spread over 75 km, with the bulk of the climb coming in the final third of the stage.

Best to get off here: the early part of the stage included many river crossings.
Best to get off here: the early part of the stage included many river crossings.
Safety first: Staff from Lanka Sportreizen were on hand to ensure participants’ safety and that we all got through the rivers unscathed.
Safety first: Staff from Lanka Sportreizen were on hand to ensure participants’ safety and that we all got through the rivers unscathed.
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If you’ve ever ridden a Tuk Tuk, you’ll be aware of their casual attitude towards traffic rules, speed limits and road widths. Two riders unfortunately bore the brunt of the tuk tuk’s lax, rule-bending approach and had to retire from the race with minor wounds.

Zoltan Keller from Hungary was one of ten riders to participate for the second time.
Zoltan Keller from Hungary was one of ten riders to participate for the second time.
The battle against dehydration: When sport and heat meet one another, it’s time to keep hydrated. Many of the riders were taking on up to 4 litres of fluid per day.
The battle against dehydration: When sport and heat meet one another, it’s time to keep hydrated. Many of the riders were taking on up to 4 litres of fluid per day.

During the race briefing, Phil had informed us about the three feed stops, the expected 29°C and the 84 % air humidity. It turned out that they’d underestimated the temperature, which we felt was surely around 10 °C higher. As we reached the finish line in the now much chiller Haputale in the afternoon, we were grateful for the altitude’s cooler temperature now we were at 1,431 metres above sea level. Haputale welcomed us with a tropical rainforest and sweeping tea plantations.

Eric was one rider suffering from the heat, although his immediate efforts to rehydrate with a local beer weren’t that successful. Fortunately the hotel was nearby and he could regain the lost fluid from the day’s exertion.
Eric was one rider suffering from the heat, although his immediate efforts to rehydrate with a local beer weren’t that successful. Fortunately the hotel was nearby and he could regain the lost fluid from the day’s exertion.

The fastest riders over the 75 km stage: 4 h 15 min was the winning time by Yuki Ikeda, with a 20 min advantage of the second-placed rider and 34 minutes ahead of third. Last year’s winner rode a full half an hour quicker. The rider with the most leisurely pace to soak up the experience clocked 9 hour and 17 minutes.

About the author

Manne Schmitt

As the proud father of Robin and Max-Philip, Manne has been there from the start and is the wise elder of the editorial team. He won his first cycling race in elementary school at a school sports day. After less successful attempts at football, he found his passion for cycling via endurance racing in 1989! The world of racing still consumes him and no one in the team knows the EWS pros better than Manne. As a former head analyst of a state agency, he knows how to do proper research and finds exclusive news that no one else has. He supports his sons in day-to-day business dealings as the authorised signatory for 41 Publishing – viva la familia!