Quarrington Hill Climb – Oct 20, 2024
Statistics and Course Records
Quarrington Hill is a challenging ascent featured in the Houghton Cycling Club event. The climb covers a distance of 0.89 kilometers, with an elevation gain of 62 meters, resulting in an average gradient of 6.9%. Starting just outside Bowburn in Durham, England, the route ascends past the Cassop National Nature Reserve. The climb begins at an elevation of approximately 83 meters and peaks at around 145 meters above sea level, demanding both stamina and power from riders due to its steady incline and steep sections.
The course has seen impressive performances that set the benchmark for future competitors. The Solo Open course record is held by Alexander Storey, who completed the climb in 01:52.3 on 15-Oct-23 during the Houghton Cycling Club event. In the Solo Female category, Rachel Galler set the record with a time of 02:18.2 on the same date. The Solo Open (Junior) record was established by Charlie Thew, who ascended the hill in 02:12.7, also on 15-Oct-23. These records highlight the high level of competition and the remarkable achievements of cyclists tackling Quarrington Hill.
With the National Hill Climb Championships looming larger than the steepest gradient, it was time to double down on my training. Fresh off a satisfying performance at Kibblesworth, I knew there was room for improvement—specifically in my out-of-the-saddle power. Let’s be honest, my legs had the endurance of a goldfish when standing on the pedals.
So, this week’s training was all about embracing that burn. Lower cadence, more time out of the saddle, and splitting high-power sessions between seated and standing efforts. My legs were either going to thank me or stage a revolt.
Outdoor rides? Not this week. Missing out on the social spins felt like skipping dessert—not ideal. But the sacrifice seemed worth it; my cycling was progressing at a rate that made me wonder if I’d accidentally swapped bodies with a pro, or least some one who had more than 6 races under their belt.
To keep my sanity, I squeezed in a couple of pre-work surf sessions. There’s something magical about catching waves at sunrise, surfing has always been one of my happy places—it’s like nature’s way of saying, “Hey, you’re alive!” Plus, it’s a fantastic workout and does wonders for the mind and soul.
Race day snuck up on me like a cat on a laser pointer. The ground was frosty, and my enthusiasm was about as warm as an iceberg. Arriving at HQ, it was clear everyone else shared my sentiments. Greetings were subdued; even the usually chipper cyclists looked like they’d rather be wrapped in a duvet than in Lycra.
Race Day: Frosty Beginnings
After some laps on the road and a couple of practice runs up Quarrington Hill, I was raring to go—or at least as raring as one can be in near-freezing temperatures. My goal? Sub-3 minutes on a climb that seemed designed by someone who hates joy, at least it’s a shorter one!
The Climb
Countdown: 5, 4, 3, 2, 1… and I’m off! Well, sort of. Starting in the wrong gear meant my legs spun faster than a hamster on a wheel. After some frantic gear changes (and internal screaming), I settled into a rhythm.
The first half of the climb was eerily quiet, like the calm before a storm. Then, faintly at first, I heard the sound of cowbells. As I rounded the bend, the cheering hit me like a tidal wave. Suddenly, fatigue took a backseat.
Approaching the final pitch, the crowd’s energy was electric. It felt like someone had plugged me into a power socket. Out of the saddle I went, legs screaming, lungs burning, but heart soaring. Over the brow, into the short descent, and across the finish line!
The Result
Time: 2:47. Goal smashed! I was a happy (and slightly wheezing) man. Back at HQ, the presentation was swift—probably because everyone wanted to thaw out. I, however, had other plans.
Post-Race Indulgence
Enter Friez and Burgz. After pushing myself to the limit, I figured I’d earned a cheeseburger (or three). Let me tell you, it was love at first bite. Crispy fries, juicy burgers—the stuff of dreams. If carb-loading post-race is wrong, I don’t want to be right.
Training, Surfing, and Parental Bribery
Monday rolled around, bringing with it another week of self-inflicted torture—I mean, training. With Quarrington Hill conquered and Hammer Square Bank on the horizon, I kept focusing on those out-of-the-saddle efforts. Gym sessions, HIIT workouts, daily mobility routines—I was starting to wonder if I should just pitch a tent at the gym.
Balancing training, work, parenting, and a social life is like juggling flaming torches while riding a unicycle. It helps to have supportive family and friends, though I suspect my son Alfie is more motivated by the post-race treats than my athletic achievements. But hey, if a few bribes get him to stand in the cold cheering me on, it’s a win-win.
Hammer Square Bank Hill Climb – October 20, 2024
Pre-Race Anticipation
Nationals were so close I could almost taste the energy gels. Being on the reserves list felt like waiting for a concert ticket—hoping, refreshing the page, and hoping some more. Would I get a slot? The suspense was killing me.
Meanwhile, the excitement for Hammer Square Bank was building. Outlands Cycling Club had gone all out—think less “local race” and more “mini festival.” Social media was buzzing with their posts, and their enthusiasm was contagious.
Hammer Square Bank is a demanding ascent featured in the event hosted by Outlands Cycling Club. The climb covers a distance of 0.7 kilometers (approximately 0.43 miles), with an elevation gain of 73 meters, resulting in an average gradient of 10.4% and reaching a maximum gradient of 12.8%. The route begins at an elevation of 72 meters above sea level and climbs to 145 meters, challenging riders with its consistent steepness and sharp gradients.
The course has seen remarkable performances over the years. The Solo Open course record is held by Karl Denton, who completed the climb in 1 minute and 52.0 seconds on 23-Sep-12. In the Solo Female category, Ingrid Shepherd set the record with a time of 2 minutes and 32.09 seconds on 27-Sep-15. These records highlight the level of excellence achieved by riders on this challenging ascent and set benchmarks for future competitors aiming to conquer Hammer Square Bank.
For more detailed information, you can refer to the segment on VeloViewer and Strava.
Race Day: Singing in the Rain
Arriving at Kibblesworth Millennium Centre as one of the first, I could already feel the buzz. Given the forecast was predicting torrential rain and heavy winds, people seemed unusually chipper—perhaps delirium had set in.
The weatherman didn’t lie. The heavens opened with a vengeance, and any hopes of staying dry were washed away—literally. I decided to drive up to the finish and wait it out, but Mother Nature just laughed. So, I embraced the inevitable and ventured out.
At the finish line, the scene was surreal. Outlands CC had transformed the place: a giant pink gazebo, music blaring, cakes and Red Bulls aplenty. It was as if Glastonbury had come to the hill. The atmosphere was electric, rain be damned.
Warm-Up (or Wet-Up?)
I accepted that I’d be soaked for the next few hours. Starting a warm-up in pouring rain feels a bit like jumping into a pool fully clothed—you reach a point where you can’t get any wetter, so why not go all in?
I took the “long way round” to get the blood flowing. Seeing fellow riders equally drenched somehow made it better. Misery loves company, after all.
Stripping down to race attire was… invigorating. Off came the waterlogged layers, and there I stood, ready to race in minimal clothing, praying hypothermia wouldn’t set in. With mere seconds to spare, I lined up at the start.
The Climb: A Party on Wheels
5, 4, 3, 2, 1—Go! I launched into the climb, executing my game plan despite the slick conditions. The first half was smooth, but as I approached the bend, I heard it: the roar of the crowd.
It was like entering a different world. The road was lined with cheering spectators, flags waving, cowbells ringing, and pink smoke flares painting the air. Someone even had a vuvuzela, because why not? It was less a race and more a rolling party.
For a moment, I forgot about the rain pelting my face or the lactic acid burning my legs. The energy was intoxicating. I pushed harder, fueled by the adrenaline and possibly the residual caffeine from a pre-race Red Bull.
The final stretch was brutal—a steep section that seemed to mock my tired legs. But with the finish line in sight and the crowd’s cheers propelling me, I gave it everything. I soared past the giant pink gazebo marking the finish, narrowly avoiding Ali, who was eagerly waiting to snap photos (and possibly catch a collapsing cyclist).
I completed the challenging 0.7 km ascent in 2 minutes and 45.4 seconds, achieving an average speed of approximately 15.2 km/h. This result reflects the significant progress from my focused training on out-of-the-saddle efforts. Despite the steep gradients and wet conditions, I was able to maintain a strong pace throughout the climb, and I’m pleased with this performance as I continue to prepare for the upcoming National Hill Climb Championships.
Post-Race Revelry
Soaked to the bone, freezing, and utterly spent, I couldn’t wipe the grin off my face. That was hands down the most fun I’d ever had on two wheels.
A quick change of clothes later—executed with the precision of a Formula 1 pit stop—I was back on the hill, this time as a spectator. Cheering on other riders, cowbell in hand, I felt a camaraderie that’s hard to put into words. I’ve been to concerts with less energy.
Back at HQ, the festivities continued. The spread of food was legendary—I’m talking enough cakes and sandwiches to feed a small army. I contemplated the caloric implications for about half a second before diving in.
The presentation was a highlight. Outlands CC didn’t do anything halfway. There was a podium, trophies, and even a special “Ali Award” for the most exhausted-looking rider. I didn’t win it, but given how I felt post-race, I think I was a close runner-up.
I did eye those pink Outlands mugs with envy. Note to self: find a way to snag one next time.
Reflections
Outlands CC set a new standard for how a race should be run. Their passion and attention to detail turned a rainy, miserable day into an unforgettable experience. If they ever host more than one race a year, sign me up.
Looking Ahead: Nationals and Beyond
Now, with Nationals just around the corner and still on the reserves list, the anticipation is killing me. Will I get that coveted spot? Will I have to resort to bribery or elaborate schemes? Only time will tell.
Regardless of the outcome, this journey has been incredible. From weighing 105 kg in June to hitting 82 kg now, the transformation has been more than physical. It’s been about pushing limits, embracing challenges, and occasionally rewarding myself with cheeseburgers.
Balancing training with work, parenting, and life hasn’t been a walk in the park—more like a sprint up a hill in the rain. But every struggle has been worth it, especially when I see Alfie at the finish line, even if he’s mostly there for the post-race treats.
The cycling community in the North East has been nothing short of amazing. From strangers to friends, the support and camaraderie have made this journey all the more special.
If you want to follow more of my misadventures, including whether I make it into Nationals or end up cheering from the sidelines, gove me a follow on Facebook or Instagram @justcalllme_Kyle Expect tales of hills, thrills, and possibly more bribery attempts with my son.
Final Thoughts
So here’s to the next climb, the next challenge, and hopefully, the next cheeseburger. Keep your fingers and toes crossed for me making it off the reserve list. If not, there’s always another hill to conquer and another story to tell.
Stay tuned, keep pedaling, and may your climbs be steep and your descents exhilarating!
Join Us at the National Hill Climb Championship!
Come and show your support at the RTTC National Hill Climb Championship, sponsored by Irwin Mitchell Solicitors, on Sunday, October 27th, 2024. Hosted by Muckle CC on behalf of the North East DC, this exhilarating event will take place on Dipton Mill Road in the historic town of Hexham.
The day’s schedule is as follows:
- 8:00 AM: Sign-on opens at the Event HQ located at Hexham Racecourse, High Yarridge, Hexham, NE46 2JP.
- 10:00 AM: The first rider sets off, with riders starting every 30 seconds.
- 11:30 AM – 11:50 AM: Break in racing to allow access for residents.
- 11:50 AM: Racing resumes.
- 1:25 PM: Last rider starts.
- 2:30 PM (approx.): Presentation of awards at the HQ.
- 6:00 PM: Bar and HQ close.
Spectators are encouraged to line the course and cheer on the riders as they tackle the challenging 1.2 km climb with an average gradient of 9.8% and a maximum gradient of 13.4%. The atmosphere promises to be electric, with supporters creating a vibrant and motivating environment for all participants.
Parking and Access
- Parking: Available at Hexham Town Centre car parks such as Wentworth Car Park and Maidens Walk Car Park. Please avoid parking on residential streets near the start or finish to respect local residents.
- Access to HQ: Due to road closures on Dipton Mill Road from 7:00 AM, please access the Event HQ via the B6305 west of Hexham Racecourse.
Additional Information:
- Enjoy food and drinks from local vendors at the HQ and along the hill.
- Live results will be published on titaniumresults.co.uk.
- Bring your enthusiasm, banners, and cowbells to boost the riders’ spirits!
Don’t miss out on this spectacular event—your support can make all the difference to the competitors striving for glory. Gather your friends and family for a thrilling day of cycling excitement at the National Hill Climb Championship!