{"id":7485,"date":"2014-02-06T14:02:54","date_gmt":"2014-02-06T12:02:54","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/overnighter.wp.velocontent.de\/2014\/02\/charles-grosse-gst-abenteuer-prolog\/"},"modified":"2014-02-06T14:02:54","modified_gmt":"2014-02-06T12:02:54","slug":"charles-grosse-gst-abenteuer-prolog","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/grenzsteintrophy.de\/en\/2014\/02\/charles-grosse-gst-abenteuer-prolog\/","title":{"rendered":"Charles&#8217; gro\u00dfe GST-Abenteuer: Prolog"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Today we start a series of 13 GST-reports of Charles&#8217; GST in 2013 &#8230; Great story of a great ride of a great man &#8230; enjoy reading and start riding!<\/p>\n<p><!--more--><\/p>\n<p>A detailed report on my Grenzstein Trophy experience deserves a prelude and here is mine. I first learnt about this 1200 km self-supported ride along the entire length of the former inner-German border in an article written by the Frankfurter Allgemeine Zeitung&#8217;s cycling correspondent Hans-Heinrich Pardey and published on 8 July 2012 as a two-page spread in the paper&rsquo;s Sunday edition. HHP had himself participated in the GST 2012 &#8212; albeit in a somewhat leisurely fashion (it took him 22 days to complete) &#8212; and his superb reporting convinced me that the GST was one of the most fascinating and demanding MTB self-support rides in Europe. Perhaps it might be called a &lsquo;lite&rsquo; equivalent to the 4360 km-long Tour Divide ride along the Rockies, from Banff (Canada) to Antelope Wells in New Mexico (USA). I immediately made up my mind to participate in the GST 2013 &#8212; or, to be more honest, I made up my mind to seriously contemplate participating. And one of the first things I did was to read the Tour Divide&rsquo;s &lsquo;Self Support Ride Codex&rsquo; , which in principle also constitutes the rules governing participation in the GST. More &#8212; a lot more &#8211; -about that later.<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/media.velo-content.de\/f9603n\/je0\/large\/MYGST13--PROLOGUE-2.jpg?1391685149\" alt=\"\" \/><\/p>\n<p>Initially I had intended using my cross bike &#8212; the same one I had used for Anno Sebbel&rsquo;s arduous three-day &lsquo;Hamburger Brockensturm&rsquo; in May 2013. But after briefly ventilating this idea on Gunnar Fehlau&rsquo;s Overnighter website and reaping a storm of warnings and recommendations that I should opt for a 29-inch MTB instead &#8212; as tried and tested by many of the &#8216;anciens&#8217; who had participated in the GST in previous years &#8212; I changed my mind and bit the bullet. A 29-incher it had to be and, acting on the well-established principle that the number of bicycles a man truly needs is n + 1, n being the number of bikes he currently possesses, at the last minute (well, on Thursday, 13 June &#8212; four days before the balloon went up in Priwall) I raided the piggy bank and purchased a featherweight Rotwild R2 hardtail off the shelf at my local bicycle shop in Luxembourg.<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/media.velo-content.de\/f9603n\/np6\/large\/MYGST13--PROLOGUE.jpg?1391685250\" alt=\"\" \/><\/p>\n<p>Heading back to the wild for the simple life &#8212; with a little help from high technology<\/p>\n<p>The only MTB I had been acquainted with prior to the GST was a rigid non-suspension bike with an aluminium frame which I had bought twenty years previously and which I utilised mainly in winter for training and fitness purposes rather than for pleasure. By contrast the Rotwild R2 was a 10 kg ultralight dream and riding it was a completely different experience. The tyres had no inner tubes but Charel &#8212; the bike shop manager &#8212; assured me that there was a kind of milky foam inside them that would immediately seal off any potential flats.<\/p>\n<p>The front suspension made off-road cycling seem nice and bouncy in comparison with the experiences I had had with my old boneshaker. I also noticed that on the right shoulder of the shock absorber there was a kind of dial whose function was unknown to me &#8211; I being too short-sighted to bother reading the letters on it. To my eternal shame, I completely forgot about its existence and did not discover the purpose of the device until about 900 km into the GST.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;Wots&rsquo; that? &#8212; the mysterious dial on my Rotwild&rsquo;s shock absorber. I discover its function after about 900 km.<\/p>\n<p>Well before the starting date on 17 June a number of birds of ill-omen began to hover over my head.<\/p>\n<p>Firstly, for some mysterious reason I found it impossible to download onto my PC the GST 2013 track which Gunnar had kindly mailed me. I kept on getting the condescending message that &lsquo;Your current security settings do not allow this file to be downloaded&rsquo;, and although I spend hours trawling through the net in search of a solution it was all to no avail. I could turn my security settings down to zero but my PC would not budge: it seemed there was no way I was ever going to be able to access the file and transfer it to my Garmin 800 satnav.<\/p>\n<p>In desperation I decided to use my iPhone 5 as an emergency fallback, since I had no difficulty in opening the GST file there with the aid of a free GPS app (&lsquo;GPX Navigator&rsquo;) . The downsides of using an iPhone instead of a dedicated satnav became obvious pretty soon, but I truly had no alternative. A last-minute attempt to transfer the track using a Garmin-to-Garmin cable kindly proposed by one of the participants at the group dinner in Travemuende on the eve of the event also failed.<\/p>\n<p>So the iPhone 5 it had to be &#8212; a delicate device with all the robustness of a piece of Dresden porcelain and in no way suited for heavy duty activities such as off-pavement cycling. Even worse, an iPhone can run out of juice within two or three hours with a SatNav app activated and the display screen illuminated &#8212; what one might call Ruecksprung durch Technik. This meant I had to purchase a rechargeable battery pack (PowerGen) with the equivalent of five iPhone refills and, to be on the safe side, two mini-chargers which accepted disposable AA batteries (PortaPow), for use in an emergency within an already existing emergency. I velcroed all these gadgets onto the Rotwild&rsquo;s crossbar, since it has a rectangular cross section which is excellent for this purpose.<\/p>\n<p>Secondly, I didn&#8217;t get around to purchasing a large, strap-on seatpost bag in good time. Even the best cycle shops do not stock such voluminous items, for the very sensible reason that only about 0.001% of cyclists ever need them &#8212; about as many as participate in the GST or similar, long-distance off-road events. If you don&rsquo;t order one from a niche market supplier well in advance, you will not get one. Thus I was forced to rely on a road bike seatpost bag whose plastic contour clamp quite predictably disintegrated after several hundred miles of exposure to the vibrations caused by the patrol roads&rsquo; perforated concrete slabs, by gnarly root paths and stoney passages on river beds.<\/p>\n<p>Will the seatpost bag clamp survive the ordeal of the GST? To ask that question is to answer it.&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Thirdly, my obsession with minimalist and ultralight cycling. My self-imposed upper limit was 30 items and 80 kilos (65 kilos of myself, 10 kilos of bike, and 5 kilos of gear, the latter including the clothes I was wearing but not food and drink). Inter alia this meant leaving my sleeping bag behind and relying for insulation on a homemade bivy bag (80g) consisting of one and a half bin liners which I had stuck together with duct tape, in conjunction with a light inflatable air mattress (Thermarest Neoair &#8212; 340g). The binliner innovation turned out to be a piece of folly, as I discovered later on during the night of the Big Chill. But at least it was cheap &#8212; 80 cents. Had I known in advance, I would have opted for a Gellert survival bag instead (6 euros, 360g).<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/media.velo-content.de\/f9603n\/894\/large\/MYGST13--PROLOGUE03.png?1391685207\" alt=\"\" \/><\/p>\n<p>Besides, instead of taking my rainproof overshoes &#8212; and in order to save 200 grams &#8212; I packed a roll of gaffer tape, intending to wrap it round my shoes to keep my feet dry in the event of rain. This brainwave unfortunately proved to be another non-starter: when it rained the gaffer tape let the water in, but when the rain stopped it didn&rsquo;t let the water out.<\/p>\n<p>Such was the state of affairs on Friday, 14 July 2013, when I travelled by train to Luebeck together with my brand new Rotwild. Its virgin ride was the one mile trip from my home to the local railway station.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;On the following Sunday I cycled to Travemuende and &#8212; as scheduled &#8212; met up with the other participants for the pre-GST dinner at the Cafe Luzifer. Several of the participants had taken part in the GST the year before and I picked their brains as much as possible for tips and tricks. Some expressed scepticism about my confidential assertion that &#8212; with a bit of luck &#8212; any healthy and able-bodied cyclist should be able to complete the trip within eight days.<\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Today we start a series of 13 GST-reports of Charles&#8217; GST in 2013 &#8230; Great story of a great ride of a great man &#8230; enjoy reading and start riding!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":36,"featured_media":7486,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":true,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[145,61],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-7485","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-english-information","category-grenzsteintrophy"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"https:\/\/grenzsteintrophy.de\/wp-content\/blogs.dir\/7\/files\/2014\/02\/MYGST13-PROLOGUE-2.jpg","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p8ekQv-1WJ","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/grenzsteintrophy.de\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7485","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/grenzsteintrophy.de\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/grenzsteintrophy.de\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/grenzsteintrophy.de\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/36"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/grenzsteintrophy.de\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=7485"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/grenzsteintrophy.de\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7485\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/grenzsteintrophy.de\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/7486"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/grenzsteintrophy.de\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=7485"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/grenzsteintrophy.de\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=7485"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/grenzsteintrophy.de\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=7485"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}