Rocking up almost late after a near serious time wasting, yet picturesque detour , I headed through the Jet Black flagged gated entrance as the full mass of the field and tent empire looms before me in, well , a field. For 364 days of the year Dargle Farm is a working farm, cattle, paddocks, abandoned moto jumps the lot but for that one other day it is Sydney’s favourite twelve hour. The Jet Black/WSMTB 12hr.
In the realm of multiple hour enduro racing this would have to be up high in the list, it just has that vibe, that every rider craves . Also time wise it is not so long that you are longing to go home but long enough that you have to test your limits. That may not sound fun to you but from go to woe, enjoyment levels never really seem to drop at this one
Whilst the telly the night before hinted at rain, everyone was lucky enough that it was only overcast skies and wind that greeted us at the start of the race. Abandoning the pre race riders meeting, I headed out to a more interesting vantage point, standing just outside of the event centre looking back across it. Even a couple hundred meters away I could hear the start, the countdown and then the distant screams of family members cheering on loved ones. Then it was on.