A week in the life of a Triathlon Technical Official…

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Race report: Sue Scott

A week in the life of a Triathlon Technical Official at the Grand Final of the ITU World Triathlon Championships, Gold Coast.

I arrived in anticipation on the Gold Coast Sunday afternoon, prepared for a busy and challenging week. The week started on Monday 10th September for the Level 1 ITU course held at the Gold Coast Aquatic Centre where the Commonwealth Games Swimming Events had been held, just a couple of months before. The course was attended by 18 other officials and was led by Jacqui Kenny (QLD) and Frank Stapleton (a familiar face). It was great having this course in the lead up to the GF, as what we were experiencing was a course in action. The second day, we as a group Technical Officials, attended the AG race briefing delivered by Jacqui to the Team Managers of the 46 participating nations. The Senior Technical Team were also in attendance to address and answer any questions. The ITU course finished at 1 pm. Most of us, then booked into the provided accommodation, ideally located right next door to the race site.


Wednesday 12th September started promptly at 7.30 am with a meeting of all the other 70+ Technical Officials, and receiving our uniform and radios. We soon broke into our designated groups. I was an Assistant Swim Official along with my two colleagues Andy (NSW) and Tee (Malaysia). Chief Swim Official was Michael Haarsma with Technical Delegate Ross Capill (NZ). There were swim course familiarisations and in the afternoon the Open Aquathlon where I took to the water on the back of a Jet ski. 


Thursday 13th September, the same pattern continued with swim familiarisations and in the afternoon the Sprint distance Age groups raced where everything went to plan until one individual in the 2nd last wave decided to cut the course but remedied their fault and went back to swim around the 1st buoy. Thursday night was spent with some fellow Technical Officials at the GC Conference Centre with the Australian Age groupers and Australian Team who weren’t racing in the coming days and VIP’s of Triathlon Australia for the Champion’s Dinner compered by Brooke Hanson and her father. A lovely speech was made by one of the Emma’s, the first Emma = Emma Carney and her Triathlon journey. Thanks to TriWA and fellow Technical Officials, I was nominated and was the recipient of the Rob George Award. Thanks also to those that I have met interstate as well as to Triathlon Australia for continued support and professional development of the Technical program.

Friday 14th September-Sunday 16th September 2018 were jam packed with swim familiarisations, warm ups, taking of water temperatures and then races where I was designated Boat 2. Being a swim official on a boat, one needs to continually observe behaviour of athletes in the water at the same time as recording any irregularities as when the penalty is called, one needs to provide evidence of this and the calling needs to be done promptly as the penalty needs to be served in T1. Unfortunately a southerly wind really blew up on the Sunday afternoon for the Men’s Elite race, making for challenging conditions for the athletes as well as the Technical Officials on the boats. We thankfully had volunteer Technical Officials to assist with the recordings with the Women’s and Men’s Elite races along with the helicopter above. Sunday late afternoon, all was done and dusted and a week’s hard work, (for some after a year of preparation) ended with the Technical Official’s debriefing and then a group photo on the stage. What an event, what a week and I would do it all over again if given a chance! Being a Technical Official is always being part of a team and what a team it was. The backing of the STT on the calls I did make, were second to none. Every Technical Official in their own role allocation contributed to the absolute success of the Gold Coast Grand Final 2018.


If you have any interest or wonder what it takes to become a Triathlon Technical Official, don’t hesitate to contact your local State office or go to the Triathlon Australia Website. Here in WA on the 20th October 2018 a Level 1 TO course is being run. Please get in contact with the TriWA office.

Ride The Wave

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Words By Jan Eccles

The slogan for the ITU 2018 World Triathlon Grand Final Gold Coast was “Ride the Wave” – and ride the wave we did.  The 2017/2018 had been a good season for me, starting in the WIT course, competing in 10 events, training in a club environment, meeting new friends, people with like minded interests. Joking about qualifying for the “worlds”, I hadn’t even heard of this event let alone have it on my radar.  A joke became reality, I had qualified, had nothing to lose, so why not put an application in, I had qualified for sprint and standard so why not apply for both!!  If I was going there for one race, why not do two?  Afterwards I found out not many people do that!. The event was to be in Queensland, and I have family there, so tick that box because I got to go to see my relies at the same time.  So on this wave I went, the training was hard, in the back of my mind were the words that coaches inspired me with “just get the job done, focus, focus, focus, one discipline at a time, enjoy the atmosphere take it all in”. Holy crap I was so nervous, what the hell was I doing, all of the big guns had come to play. All the Nations were here, USA, Canada, Mexico, Great Britain, France, New Zealand, Columbia, Japan, Republic of South Africa, Ireland, Brazil, Netherlands, Norway, Spain, Italy, Russia.


Myself and hubby arrived late on the Tuesday night, my daughters, grand daughter and Nat Fletcher from WIT group came in on Wednesday – my support group.  Wednesday morning I rode off to sort my bike, the gears were not quite ticking over properly, after the dismantle, flight and reassemble. There were so many classy bikes and riders out and about on the GC roads that morning. Ok flat, flat, flat, one little “technical” side blip, (Resolute on the NCTC coastal morning ride would of made this look tame), that done I felt sooo much better. Bike check, registration, swim familiarity, bike racked, nerves calmer – so I thought. Sprint race day, Thursday middle of the day, cried at the gear drop tent, what the hell was I doing, thank goodness for Nat who was there to support me through that. The swim was declared wet suits allowed.  The gun went off the swim start was on, we were off, OMG the watch said 16 minutes on exit, I could do this, the ride happened the run leg was in front of me and all that training had paid off, I was about to cross that finish line, amazing.


There was a Celebration of Champions Dinner on Thursday night. What an honour for Sue Scott from our club, to be a recipient of the Rob George Award to honour the technical Officials program contribution to the sport. How fitting as Sue Scott had encouraged me to apply for the worlds and had mentored me from the WIT course earlier in the season. Congratulations Sue.

So with one race down and one to go, I was more relaxed, started to enjoy the event. Noting that I should try and connect with other fellow NCTC participants Stephen Holmes, Rachael Dodds, Sally Pilbeam. WOW on looking up Stephen Holmes’s sprint results he had come 3rd in his age group category males 35-39 (he had represented GBR), his gun time was 1:01:29. An unbelievable time, the overall winner had clocked 57:05, that’s just 3:30 mins short of that!


On the Saturday conditions remained ideal, and Nat and myself went off to take in the paratriathlon events, just inspirational stuff, and we were cheering Sally Pilbeam, watching her take out second position in the PTS4 Women’s event in a time of 1:14:43!

The weather was beautiful around the 25 degrees mark, there was some talk that Sunday was going to be windy. But those forecasters must have got it wrong. The bike was racked again, I did notice my bike was looking a tad under done next to all those disc wheels. Some serious $$$$$ there in that transition. At 9pm that night pre-event bikes racked, a message comes in via event feed “Important Update! Standard Distance Athletes: due to forecast high winds tomorrow, disc wheels will not be permitted. All athletes with disc wheels will need to bring an alternative tomorrow morning”. The facebook feed was a buzz, not happy campers at all. Then this happened – “to accommodate athletes who were not able to source replacement rear wheels, an additional wave has been created to allow you to borrow a rear wheel or bike from team mates racing in an earlier wave. This new wave will start at 8.44am………”.  The program started at 6.15am.


The weather was fine, no wind at this stage. My swim start was 8:30am. It was a deep water start.  The countdown was on, the gun went, I started but it wasn’t the swim I had visualised. The 1500m was in a straight line down the broadwater inlet, on an incoming tide, that was the good part, we were swimming with the tide, and it was wetsuits permitted. Suddenly I couldn’t breathe. Panic set in, just keep moving forward were the words of swim coach Janine, which were going through my head, breast stroke was working, so after a confusing swim of breaststroke, free style and I don’t know what, another two wave starts coming over the top of me, I finally pulled up out of the water, to a 34 minute swim leg. I tell you this so you will continue to move forward and never give up!  The wind did come up and we were punching into it on the ride, return circuit 10-20kms, and 30-40kms bike leg, with it increasing. The bike circuit over and the wind was still there for the run, but not as troublesome. I beat the cut off times and stayed out of that sag wagon, I rode the wave to cross the finish line.

The feeling was amazing, the support I received from my family, friends and club was what made it possible.


Congratulations to Rachael Dodds who also had a fantastic time participating in the standard distance at the finish line gun 2:13:20, just 9 minutes outside of the winning time of 2:04:06.  NCTC can be proud of its members who participated in the 2018 Worlds.

Not Going The Distance

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Words by Steve Holmes

Sprint Finish

One year ago I was staring down the barrel of a fully ruptured ACL (anterior cruciate ligament) and medial meniscus tear, through hard work, determination and treatment with Justin (Crest Health) and Kieran (Global Physio Consulting) I got myself into shape to qualify for the World Champs that took place last week on the Gold Coast.

Sadly the last week and a half were tough as I fell ill and was on antibiotics. We also suffered a close family bereavement, which was hard to deal with but we made it to the Gold Coast.

(Pic – Sprint Finish)

So why all that effort for a sprint race triathlon? 

Simple answer, well answers – I have an extremely supportive wife, four children and run a business so time is always of an essence, plus I love the fast paced racing. I’ve completed short distance racing up to the half but time wise, the short stuff wins at the moment. 

To me a sprint race is all or nothing, no room for error, especially when it is draft legal racing. You have to go out hard and then hang on in there. The sprint is where I started back in late 2010/early 2011, I got into the buzz of triathlon and like many suddenly found myself going longer, going further and leaving the short racing for standard distance to long distance triathlon. Why is this the case?? I’m not sure.

So back to the sprint I went, mainly for reasons above but from a work/life balance for us it worked, two hour long rides over 4/5!! Many would be laughing two hour long ride!! My long runs stretched to 12-15km, again so manageable and swimming would be no more than an hour per session, one of which was with Janine at Craigie – I’d highly recommend the squad swim, good fun, knowledgeable coach and you can just get in and get it done.

So to the race, draft legal – it is so exciting and fun. Sadly here in WA you have to have a license and then race open but personally there is no point to this as by the time I got out the water the group would be well away and working together. So my second draft legal race was to be at the ITU World Champs – the all important swim had to be done so let’s fast forward to the race day;


Thursday morning, my race was at 12:50, I woke up just after 5. I tried to stay as calm as I could but that wasn’t really happening, I was a bag of nerves. I wasn’t sure why I was so nervous, I had no expectations of a finishing position. To be honest I just didn’t want to look out of place.

I watched the earlier waves going off, it looked like a mad race to the first buoy of the swim. We were marshalled up to a holding pen and after 10 to 15 minutes we were ushered down to the start line. There was lots of hustling and pushing and we hadn’t even started. The siren went and we were away. Because of my height, or lack of I started in knee depth water and just started sprinting as hard as I could trying to get some clear water in front. This wasn’t happening and there were arms and legs everywhere!! After around 50-100m I had a huge hand grab the back of my wettie, arm over my back and pulling me down under the water and finishing off with a clump to the back of my head!! I thought to myself stay relaxed, it’s going to be hard just do the best you can. I got round the first buoy and thankfully found some water to swim in away from trouble.

Swim Exit

I got out the water not knowing where I was other than on my own and got onto the bike as quick as I could, I started pedalling watching behind me and waited for them to catch me up. I started working with two Aussies and a Mexican in our group and we took turns all the way around the course until around 3/4 km’s to go when a large group caught us. I have never had such a frantic dismount getting off the bike and running into transition. There must have been about 10 or so of us all trying to get to the front. It was exhilarating.

I got the bike back and started running, out of transition a large group of us left at the same time, a big Aussie just absolutely took off and still not sure what position I was in, it was head down and run!! Screams of go Stephen, come on Stephen and cow bells sounding was just what I needed.

The run was two laps, on the way back on my first lap, Louise (an old uni friend racing the standard for GP) told me I was 60m off the podium, I couldn’t believe it. I turned and headed out for the second lap into the headwind and thought ‘wow I must be top ten’. The second lap was hard, I caught eye of one of the Aussie’s in front of me from the bike that we cycled with and in the home straight just absolutely went for it, pipping him on the line. I was ecstatic, top 10 I thought. I was so happy, I was hi-fiving George, cuddling Emma and the kids. Emma screamed to me – you came third, you came third!! I couldn’t believe it. I thought no way, let’s just wait for the results to be finalised. I checked, double checked and asked officials – 3rd it was!!!

We waited around for the medal ceremony and it was fantastic, an incredible, surreal experience that was beyond our wildest dreams!! We just could not believe it. Without the support of Emma and the kids, none of this would have been possible. I am so made up. 


2018 70.3 World Champs Port Elizabeth

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Words by James Knipe

It’s the windiest place on earth, the swim will be a nightmare…  The roads are so rough, it’ll be a tough, slow ride… The verges are covered in thorns, you’ll spend your day fixing punctures…

Boy-oh-boy how wrong they were.  Port Elizabeth put on a show for the many North Coasters who travelled to the stunning city of Port Elizabeth in South Africa’s Easter Cape Province – talk about perfect race weather?  It surely couldn’t have been much better?

The training was all done, and the team consisting of Lisa Hitchcock, Barry Silverlock, Stuart King, Brodie Hunter, Alan Hartley, Gary Hardman, George Funk, Brendon Clark, Mike Bosch, Scott Bedforth and James Knipe packed their bikes and headed off to Boschie’s home city.  How fortunate we were to have such a great host while we were there; Boschie just couldn’t do enough for us and made the whole week extra special.

The first few days there were spent getting acclimatized to the course, and the fears increased with the wind, as we progressed towards what seems like a white-knuckle ride trying to hold onto the bike in the strong PE winds.  “It’s always like this here” we were assured by the locals.

But as the week leading to race day progressed, the winds suddenly began to ease and our nerves settled.  The true beauty of PE started to show itself, and the excitement built to overload. Boschie had shown us the bike course, we’d swam in the stunning shores of PE, and ran most of the run course.  We all felt good.

The excitement around PE was building as competitors flooded into the city.  Ironman put on a stunning opening ceremony with local performances, and speeches which were thankfully kept brief…although the local mayor took this to the extreme…”Thanks for coming!…Bye!”.

Saturday arrived with clear blue skies and not a breath of wind, and temperatures in the low teens rising to low twenties through the day – perfect race conditions.  Lisa was up first, and boy-oh-boy did she set a target for the men following. Such a strong and consistent performance, a real credit to herself. In-between our warm-up brick session, the guys got a chance to cheer her on during the run, but regardless of the she seemed to have it all under control on the stunning yet challenging PE course.  Lisa, what a champ.

Saturday night arrives, and it’s the final get-together before the big dance for the guys.  Extra incentive was provided by Lisa turning up with her medal and finishing gear, which really got the adrenaline going early.  She was also a little more red than the previous day thanks to the sunshine! Relaxed and sporting a smile worthy of her performance.  It was off to bed early for the guys…and another drink for Lisa?

We’d convinced ourselves that the ladies had got lucky, surely they had the best of the weather?  But opening the curtains on Sunday was were greeted with calm waters, not a breath of wind, comfortable temperatures and overcast skies…I think the guys won in terms of race weather.  The scene was set for a hard days work.

Down to transition and the nerves were building.  Bike? Check. Tyre pressures? Check. Transition bag OK?  Check? Remembered not to wear thongs to the start line? Check…for almost all of us.  

Into the chute we’d go, spread out over almost 2 hours to get the age groups off.  Swimmers were, like the ladies, sent 15 seconds apart in groups of 10. 5…4…3…2…1 and we’re off into the water.  Cool but not cold. Flat and fast. Great marker buoys…this was good. And like Lisa before, we all swam strong and exited the water happy.

A long run through T1 and onto the bikes.  An initial climb about 8 km long got us away from the shoreline and out into the countryside.  And what a stunning countryside this is. The adrenaline settles and its on to another 25 km of rolling roads to take us out to the dreaded Maitlands, a series of two climbs, one of which is crossed both ways, which are sure to sap our energy.  But thanks to Boschie, we knew the score…keep it cool here and smash it home. We’re blessed in Perth with a stunning coastline, but this course certainly gives Perth a run for it’s money. It was hard to concentrate with such a view!

Pushing hard and PE suddenly arrives around the corner with only about 4 km to go to T2.  Chuck the bike to the bike handlers and grab our kit bags, and before we know it, it’s onto the 21 km run along the streets of coastal PE.  The crowd was incredible, and as promised the local Braai’s were in full flow (it’s a kind of BBQ). The smells from the Braais offered us more encouragement to finish strong and do our club proud…wow, it really got the taste buds going!  Crossing the finish line was a hugely proud moment for us all, and every North Coaster finished what was a tough course. We were all proud and happy, and it was time for a beer.

A massive thank you from the NCTC crew to Mike Bosch for his colossal amounts of support both in the lead-up to the event, and also in PE…he’s a star and not just for his performance in the race!


World Championships: A Silver Lining From Dead Last For Rahul

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The elite mens race on the 12th of July 2018 at the International Triathlon Union World Aquathlon Championships on the island of Fyn in Denmark was the hardest Aquathlon race 16 year old Rahul Jegatheva, of North Coast Triathlon Club has ever competed in as he fought his way to a silver medal for Australia from dead last in the Elite Junior category due to a 15 second time penalty for a registration mishap the day before the race.

Was devastating on the 11th of July to learn that he would have to start 15 seconds after the entire elite field, and we decided to keep the news under wraps, as it would have been especially difficult to take for his mom anxiously waiting in Perth. A call was made to her as soon as the race began to let her know so she was the first to learn of the penalty.

It was very hard for Rahul to see the field take off ahead of him and losing the ability to draft and swim in the pack with the lead swimmers, as he would have been among the top 3 swimmers in the entire field irrespective of age. Once he started he described a feeling of desperation that he would never be able to bridge the gap and pushed himself beyond what he should have to reduce the deficit.

Pushing his way through the larger bodies of the elite athletes, he hauled himself from last to 6th among the elite juniors by the end of the swim. The swim had always been his strongest weapon, never having been headed by anyone in his age group in his life in the swim leg of the aquathlon, but now he had to depend on the 5km run to haul himself into the medals having over exerted in the swim.

Heading out of transition was a steep incline, and he felt his legs start to cramp after kicking too hard in the swim. He had to run right on the edge of cramp unable to push as strongly as we normally would, while trying to catch the athletes from Denmark, the USA, the Czech Republic and the Ukraine ahead of him.

Turning on what afterburners he could afford, Rahul moved into the bronze medal position at the 2.5km mark of the run with Simon Koblizek of the Czech Republic and Valdemar Solok of Denmark ahead of him.

In a grandstand finish Rahul outran Koblizek to grab the silver medal by 4 seconds, but that penalty was too much for him to overhaul the Danish champion.

“I am very happy to have represented Australia, winning the silver medal. Was a great atmosphere and a wonderful experience racing these elite athletes. I am truly grateful to my coaches Grant Landers of UWA Triathlon Club and Eoin Carroll of the Perth City Swim Club, and of course the North Coast Tri Club where I have had to run handicap races before, never thinking that it would be something I would have to repeat at a world event. I do want to give thanks to the City of Stirling for assistance with local travel and Clive Palmer for his assistance with flight costs to Denmark”

Article written by JJ Jegatheva


World Champion – Rahul Jegatheva

Written by Moya Jones on . Posted in News, Race report

Congratulations to Rahul Jegatheva who can now add World Champion to his many accomplishments.

Rahul Podium

At the medal presentation, with Rahul lifting the boxing kangaroo aloft, it signalled mission accomplished.

Report provided by JJ Jegatheva

Waving the Australian flag as he crossed the finish line at Lake Okanagan, in Penticton, British Colombia, and hoisting aloft the boxing kangaroo on the winners platform on Friday the 25th of August 2017 will be one of the most cherished moments for 15 year old NCTC member, Rahul Jegatheva in years to come as it marked the point he took the mantle of World Champion at the International Triathlon Union Age Group World Championships in the Aquathlon, which is a 1km swim followed by a 5km run.

Of the 239 men of all ages that stepped on onto Lake Okanagan Beach at 7.20am, Rahul was the youngest, with many towering over him, in the end he proved that he simply had the bigger heart. He had been hoping for at best a top 20 overall finish, and a top 3 in the age group, but he almost beat the entire field in winning the 19 and under world title.


FULL RACE DAY REPORT – 25th August 2017

Very early start to the day, as we woke up at 4am. With a race start time of 7.20am, not much room for error with a need to have proper nutrition, get mentally prepared, get to the race venue at least 90 minutes before the event start and to get warmups done both on land and in the water.

The water temperature in Lake Okanagan where the swim portion of the event was to be held had been fluctuating across the 22 degree mark, which was the determining temperature as to wether this would be a wetsuit swim or a non-wetsuit swim. If it was a wetsuit swim, this would only have been his second wetsuit swim ever, and the first where he would have to remove the wetsuit and continue to race after that, as the first time was a straight Open Water race at Bussleton. The determination would only be made at 6.20am, with race referees confirming the water temperature. We were hoping it would not be a wetsuit swim. There is a belief that wetsuits are ‘the great equalizer’ as it assists some whose swim techniques are somewhat suspect and assists in streamlining better, so while it does assist everyone, the degree by which it helps differs from person to person. Always tricky removing the wetsuit after the swim, and trying not to lose too much time in that process as well. 6.20 rolled around. 21.5 degrees. It was a wetsuit swim. Rahul didnt have his oils that aided the removal of the wetsuit. More worries in the back of my mind.

Of the 239 men that stepped on onto Lake Okanagan Beach at 7.20am, Rahul was the youngest, with many towering over him. In my mind I was thinking ‘He looks like the youngest and littlest, but I hope he also has the biggest heart’. I told him before the race that he perhaps could target a top 20 overall finish, and maybe a top 3 in age group.

Off they went. and with wetsuits, with the naked eye, everyone looks the same. From a distance I can normally pick out Rahul’s stroke in Open Water races, but wetsuits do something to a swimmers natural stroke. The swim leg was a semicircle shaped one from one side of a little peninsula looking outcropping to the other, so the finish line of the swim could not be seen from the start, so I raced over to a rocky outcrop on the finish side, still at least 100m away from the nearest swimmers. With binoculars I picked him out. He was 3rd in the water. The moment I recognized him and that he was in a good position was an absolutely thrilling one. I then rushed back to the run portion of the race, to see the athletes emerging from the transition area to the run course.

Out he came, and he was in 2nd place overall in the race and in the gold medal position for the 19 & U age group. 19 year old Michael Fabes of the UK was only 20 seconds behind him. I was urging him to push himself to the limit, as this was only half the job. A big contingent of Aussies there on the day were cheering him on.

The run course was 2 laps of a 2.5km course. As he finished the first lap, he had dropped to 3rd overall (both the athletes in from of him were in the 20-24 year age category), but what was worrying was that there was a grimace on his face. He later told me that after the first 1.5km, when he was in 2nd overall with a realistic chance of taking the outright win, he felt a twinge in his leg muscles, and that cramping was coming on. He pushed too hard out of the water he said, and this could derail everything. He slowed trying to protect his legs through the finish. Of course at the time I had no idea that this was going on with him. When I saw the grimace and the stride lose its normal rhythm, my thoughts were hoping the illnesses he had been carrying over the past 2 weeks which forced him to miss a couple of swim and run training sessions were not overtaking him at the worst possible time.

Rahul Racing

I then watched looking out for Fabes to see if he had bridged the 20 second gap, but no, Fabes had faded out of the top 3. If Rahul kept going the final 2.5km the same way he had the first 2.5km, he would be world champion.

I moved to the finishing line in anticipation, watching the clock ticking over the finish line knowing roughly when to expect to see him come through.

What a thrilling sight it was for me to see Rahul bursting into view waving the Australian flag in his hands. This was the first time in his life that he has shown emotion of any sort BEFORE he crossed the finish line. He normally shows very little emotion AFTER a race, even in those he has done well in. Anyway, it was pure joy to watch. 17 year old Michael Clough of New Zealand took silver one minute and 3 second back with 19 year old Aidan Pierce of the UK a further 18 seconds adrift.

This was a journey that began about 2 and a half years ago after a surprising performance at the state cross country championships for which he had done no training. He’s been assisted by the amazing support provided by his coaches to the somewhat unusual training focus he has had to take with Perth City Swimming Club coaches initially Ian Mills and now Eoin Carroll providing the framework and space he needed to work with UWA’s Grant Landers & Mike Bosch of North Coast Tri Club, and also to participate in the North Coast Aquathlon Series over the past 2 years.

Max Greive Memorial Run – 11th Nov 2016

Written by Martin Flaig on . Posted in News, Race report, Results

An impressive 89 participants ensured it was another great tribute to one of North Coast’s influential founding members. Max was an inspiration and mentor to many, both as a very highly respected schoolteacher and triathlete who led by example. Sadly, Max lost his battle with cancer in 1999.

Money raised for the Cancer Council of Australia totalled $649. Donations on the night totalled $369, with another $280 being raised by the BBQ team, so thanks to all who contributed financially and those who volunteered their time. Thanks to Tom Gilbert for organising the takings and making the payment to the Cancer Council.

In the 5km Bolt, it was Ayesha Scott who led home the field, flying the flag for the Juniors and Females, in a touch over 20 minutes. Runner up was another Junior, Andrew Rooney, coming in 15 seconds later.

In the 10km race it was Brad Kaye who made the pace for the early kilometres, as Rob Pouw bided his time before striding out in the final stretch to win by 24 seconds, in a time of 37.24, to take home the Big Ring Trophy. An impressive time considering the undulating course and block headwind.

For the girls it was Annika Gillgren who led the field home in 44’29”. Unfortunately for Annika, she was unable to claim the trophy which is reserved for North Coast members – much to the surprise of Morgan Marsh, who finished second, to take home the Female Big Ring Trophy.

Special thanks to Tom Houston who again supplied the highly desired, top quality and quite unique trophies.

Paul Heyes



1 Rob Pouw 37’24”
2 Brad Kaye 37’48”
3 Tim Vande Koot 39’45”
4 Simon Agar 40’01”
5 James Knipe + pram 40’26”

1 Annika Gillgren 44’29”
2 Morgan Marsh 45’40”
3 Sue Scott 46’58”
4 Emma Conway 48’58”
5 Carolin Kerr 51’30”

1Rob Pouw37.24
2Brad Kaye37.48
3Tim Vande Koot39.45
4Simon Agar40.01
5James Knipe40.26
6Troy Stewart40.46
7David Dillon40.52
8Paul Murphy40.59
9Phil Corrick41.05
10Brad Hosking41.13
11Martin Koreman41.53
12Phil Monks42.24
13David Russell42.48
14Ross Skelton43.21
15Alex Black43.37
16Ian Sutherland43.55
17Annika Gillgren44.29
18Hilton Funk45.04
19Rob Hall45.18
20Paul Heyes45.35
21Morgan Marsh45.40
22Rob Chapman45.40
23Marcus Rooney45.41
24Stuart King46.48
25Alex Dennis46.49
26Sue Scott46.58
27Steve Waterman47.03
28George Funk47.17
29Brodie Hunter47.26
30Greg Johnson47.32
31Mark Hoffmann48.17
32Martin Thorsen48.38
33Emma Conway48.58
34Richard Milloy49.32
35Rob Lees50.49
36Tom Gilbert51.12
37Carolin Kerr51.30
38Paul Waymouth52.12
39Jenny Aden52.18
40Chris Golder52.47
41Craig Wright53.59
42Sarah Black1.00.43
43Emma Bott1.05.34
44Kelli O'Neill1.05.34

5km BOLT


1 Ayesha Scott 20’25”
2 Aleisha Wesley 21’58”
3 Madison Toovey 22’14”
4 Julie Heyes 22’50”
5 Petra Jerejian 22’56”

1 Andrew Rooney 20’40”
2 Ollie Waymouth 21’40”
3 Luke Miller 22’40
4 Toby Waymouth 23’19”
5 Lachlan Cook 23’30”

1Ayesha Scott20.25
2Andrew Rooney20.40
3Ollie Waymouth21.40
4Aleisha Wesley21.58
5Madison Toovey22.14
6Luke Miller22.40
7Julie Heyes22.50
8Petra Jerejian22.56
9Cara Kerr23.09
10Toby Waymouth23.19
11Lachlan Cook23.30
12Thomas Rance23.33
13Henry Miller23.45
14Callum Smith23.00
15Gryffyn Argent23.41
16Max Argent23.42
17Ruben Argent24.30
18Ruby Aden24.34
19Ava Aden24.34
20Andy Richards25.20
21Lisa Vass25.50
22Katherine Humphreys28.00
23Anna MacFarlane28.04
24Karen Campbell28.22
25Elaine Leask28.26
26Elaine Ainsworth28.33
27Lucy Kaye28.55
28Ruth Hazell29.02
29Belinda Bartlett29.15
30Ann Blatchford29.25
31Amy Williams29.33
32Sian James29.41
33Sam Starr30.14
34Sarah Harvey31.28
35Leanne Kelly31.55
36Adrian Brooks31.56
37Cara Corrodus32.44
38Fiona High34.04
39Tejal Mawjee35.32
40Chardae Martin46.40
41Michelle Martin46.41
42Gabby Parrotte47.39
43Loretta Wesley47.40
44Lynn Girvan53.26
45Eddie Girvan53.27

Mandurah Interclub 2014

Written by David Martin on . Posted in Race report, Results

Story By: Bill Lakic

Photos: Rosa Illingworth

Hey NCTC friends, all I can say about the interclubs was what a little cracker of a race. We had a great turn out, the event was very well run by the Mandurah Triathlon Club and great fun was had by all. So what was it like? We all are our own little universe, so here is my version.

Sunday morning started with the alarm sounding at 4 am sharp, followed approximately 10 seconds later by random incoherent words of abuse by my wife who once again gets woken up at some ungodly hour by her weird husband doing that stupid sporting thing. I successfully evade various thrown objects, make my way to the kitchen and think, ok, let’s get prepared. First things first, open up the iPad and check Facebook.

Rocking up to Mandurah, lots of clubs, and a heck of a lot of Northcoasters. Lots of smiles, lots of hellos. El Presidente Dave, he’s quick. Ex Presidente Craig, he’s quick. Norm Joyce, he’s quick. Lee Southern, he’s quick. There’s Robin Knowles, Wilson and Graham, they’re quick. Ruth, Lisa, Adina, Beth, Janine and a whole lot of others, yep, quick. Me, well, I like being different.

Race briefing starts up, but I am not really listening. As a bloke, I don’t believe in it. If you make Ikea furniture, you don’t stoop to reading the instructions. Pulling apart a car’s engine, sod the manual, make a pile of parts and sort it out later. And if something doesn’t fit, crack a tinnie. Ok the car is stuffed, but you go through a lot of tinnies.

So the bloke is saying the swim course is anticlockwise. I look at the time on my Garmin, that’s no help. Is it lefty loosie or righty tighty? No tinnies around, sod it, I’ll wing it during the race. Myself and some of the boys check out the first wave, look for hidden advantages and cues to gain the upper hand. By general consensus we reach the conclusion that they are swimming in water, that that arm over arm thing is advantageous and that some swimmers are faster than the others. We got this sucker wrapped up!
Looking at the next wave, which has all the young men in it, there is one yellow cap. Being a gentleman, I won’t mention Lisa Vass’ name, who told me afterwards that she had to start with these tall and handsome young men because of a malfunction with her goggles. Yep! We believe you! I am so going to ring up Matthew Roddis and see if we can get our start time adjusted from the smelly ugly bloke’s wave to something younger and female and blame it on “goggle malfunction”!

The siren goes, I’m in the old blokes wave. Lots of argy bargy, blokes bumping into me, and no I don’t need my head, hit it as much as you like. And mate, can you get your hand off/out of my bum! Flowers and chocolate first, ok?

So the initial nonsense is over, time to get in the rhythm and open up the throttle. The water is flat and gorgeous, getting a decent pace, time to sight for a reddy orange blob thing, which I can’t see as all our caps are reddy orange, sod it, I’ll do the lemming thing and follow everyone else. I hope there are no cliffs around. I also hope they know where they are going! Terrible visions of swimming to Kwinana, noooooo!

Pretty much a standard rectangle course, massive overkill on water safety as unlike a lot of swim courses with 50 fathoms below you and gigantic man eating octopii menacing beneath, in this one if you come to grief or get bored swimming you could just stand up! Lovely little contest, the swim finishes all too soon, time to mount up on my carbon steed.

So, where did I put my bike? Ok, take your arms out of the wetsuit, keep running, goggles and cap off, what’s that bloke saying? Crack! My big toe slams into the ground, feels like I have broken every bone from my toe to my hip. Fake it, smile, try not to limp. Suddenly people are laughing and pointing at me. Amazingly, they are not young women, well that makes for a pleasant change!

On the bike now, transition very well run by the volunteers. I love riding in Mandurah, such a picturesque foreshore. Hairpin turn around, use all your will power not to stuff it up, made it! Ok, now we are riding past the crowds near transition, speed it up, crank up the cadence, look the goods. Ok, now out of sight, slow back down into the comfort zone. I like the comfort zone, well, because it’s comfortable. And now the scoffers start scoffing! Push the boundaries they say, push through pain they say, get out of your comfort zone they say! Oh yeah, next time you go to a nice restaurant, ask to sit on a pile of broken bricks, that’s out of your comfort zone. Sleeping well? Try bare concrete, or next time a loved one wants to watch an old repeat of Neighbours, ask to watch two episodes. I like my comfort zone, so just shut up about it, will ya?

Anyway, now that the interruptions have stopped, back to the ride. Lots of lefty and righty stuff, and some uppy and downy bits. That looks like the lovely Debra Kirkham on the back of a motorbike being an umpire or something. By the way her knuckles are white gripping onto the bike, she must be taking that umpiring stuff very seriously! The k’s roll by, but I start to realise that everyone is overtaking me, even people in unfashionable attire. Ok man, time to think your way out of this predicament. Think! What’s my excuse for everyone overtaking me? I know, they have expensive bikes and I don’t, that’s it! And that rusty mountain bike, that’s probably a ten thousand dollar job out of Belgium with a stealth paint job, yeah! This uppy bit is a bit of hard work, going down now, much easier, picking up the pace, zooming along. You know, my ideal 70.3 bike course would be a 90 km gradual loop with a continuous tailwind and down hill gradient and a great big elevator to get you to transition, and HOOLEY DOOLEY WHO PUT THAT BLOODY TURN THERE!!! On go the brakes, pray that I don’t skid, and clench some interesting parts of my personage. Phew! Got through that one.

One of the great things about bike riding is that, eventually, most times, it ends, and this one did exactly that. Did a nice sprint in front of my fans too! Ok, transition, runners on, now how do I get out of here? Quick, stop and look stupid. Suddenly a plethora of unfashionably dressed lime volunteers gesticulate wildly and point me in the right direction. Wing it/win it, that’s what I say!

Gliding along that concrete footpath superhighway to glory, nice little run course along the seafront, over the bridges and to the 70.3 park. The Mandurah club really did a great job with traffic control, drink stations and overall management. So I’m cruising along, concentrating on truckin’ right, getting the posture and the look right. Some think that triathlon is all about performance, improvement, things like hey I finished 208th in my age group last year but this year I finished 192nd! These triathletes seriously do not have a clue, and then wonder why people don’t even try to stifle the yawn that is directed to their face. Early on I realised that triathlon is all about having the perfect pose in photos. That, and the free fruit. My friends, talk is cheap, but a great photo in Facebook is priceless.

Powering along, shoulders up, got the war face happening in some spots, the smile in others, eyes ever keen looking for a photographer, because that is what it is all about. And to be honest, why the hell is everyone encouraging Dennis Tan to do that Ironman nonsense? 140.6=zero photos, guys the maths ain’t so hard. I hate being so smart.

Anyway, lovely run course, I remember to thank all the volunteers making this event possible. Finishing stretch, have to please my adoring fans, up goes the cadence, speed, and the smile. Finished! Now for the best bit of a triathlon race, stopping, scoffing free fruit and talking ad nauseum to a whole lot of people who are actually interested in the same thing you are interested in. As we all know when in the real world, conversations involving triathlon usually terminate after 90 seconds, but here on the sunny Mandurah foreshore, we can blabber to our hearts content.

It just gets better. Not only have I stopped, scoffed free fruit and blabbered crap, but the Kaye family and their friends have delivered manna from Heaven in the form of bacon and eggs in a sandwich. I start to cry with happiness, what a lovely day!

The closing ceremony was affected by two events, one major, one minor. The major one was, like always, I didn’t win any prizes but everyone else bloody did. The minor one was the computer malfunction that got in the way. As a biro and paper man, I know that a computer’s primary purpose and directive is to break down and piss everyone off at the most opportune times so Mandurah people, no need to feel sad (except for not giving me a prize!)

The Mandurah Triathlon Club should be applauded for running such a fantastic event year after year. It really was a cracker of a race, a fun course with excellent support and great organisation. Did you know they have to pay the council $15000 to run the race every year? That takes guts.

Also well done to the North Coast Tri Club for a fantastic turn out. We are competitive, but do so such a sporting and friendly way, it’s no wonder we are the best.


Bill Lakic


It is with pride that we can announce that our club has retained the Rob Pickard Trophy. What a great day out and excellent result.


2014 Interclub Results