Friday, 10 August 2012

Ironman Lake Placid - A volunteer's perspective

In July, Ken Scott travelled to Lake Placid to volunteer for the annual Ironman. Here is his story:


Double Duty at IMLP

In a moment of weakness, I signed up for a morning shift at bike aid station 6 and an evening of “catching” at the IMLP finish line.  Bike aid station 6 was well chosen, perhaps 5 miles down the road from the KOA campground.  The finish chute, not so much.  More on that later.

Lake Placid is 7 or 8 hours from Alliston, depending on how heavy your right foot is.  Mine’s lost weight as I’ve “matured”, so, leaving at 9:00 I arrived at the KOA around 4:30.  The return trip took a full 8 hours, the additional time chewed up by a senseless traffic snarl on the 401 between Shannonville and Belleville and the ludicrous mess of an interchange from 401W to 400N.  Missed the exit and had to take the scenic tour of Weston.  I crossed at Ogdensburg (bridge toll $2.75, either currency) and used routes 68, 56, 3 and 86.  With two short bridge construction projects on 56, this route was excellent.  I’d love to do it in a fast car with enough money to pay the speeding tickets.

The KOA is a KOA.  What can you say.  The RVs were tightly packed, while the most basic tent sites had a decent amount of room on the fringes, where it was quiet, with enough trees that the rain on Saturday night barely got through.  Just outside the campground, cliffs and a tightrope across a deep pool in a whitewater section of the Ausable river provided adventure for those bold enough to drop the roughly 25 feet into the river and entertainment for chicken like me to watch.  It is a good place to stay if you’re at bike station 6.  Nearby Wilmington features an A&W that is a throwback to the 1950s.  The layout is the same as the first A&W I ever encountered, at Lake Pepin, Wisconsin, in 1956.  The girls on skates were no longer there, nor were the trays that hung from the car window (refer American Graffitti).  Nothing else much was changed.  Hours of business:  11:00am to 7:00 pm!

Bike station 6 was run the way bike station should be run.  Pairs of widely separated tables for Gatorade Perform, water, food, water, Gatorade Perform.  A cryer up the road calling the order, and a bank of porta-potties and the exit end.  There was a pair of canopies sheltering refreshments for the crew.  Most of the time there was an ambulance on site.  When one was called away, another replaced it.  We had a full time ham radio volunteer, so communication was constant.  All in all, well done.

With #86 closed for the tri, getting to LP for the finish line gig was not so easy.  North to Wilmington, west to St. Armand, south to Saranac Lake and east to LP.  57 km of twisty back roads, the sort that gets clogged by drivers who have nowhere to go and all day to get there.  It took well over an hour.

Parking was not the problem I expected, as 4 lots had been set up, with shuttle busses every 15 min to within 5 min walk of the finish line.  The finish line was on the back stretch of the Olympic speed skating oval, which in turn enclosed the transition and the M.A.S.H. tent.  Good security kept it clear of anyone who did not have business there.  Compared to IMC, the only deficiency I could see was that with the space constraints the oval presented, refreshments for staff and volunteers were outside the secured area at the top of a set of stairs.  It worked, but took longer than the on-site pizza at IMC.  Transition being a couple of 100 metres from the lake meant that finishers couldn’t go for a cool-down soaking either, as they can at IMC.  On the other hand, no kids got into the finish chute as always happens at IMC, often to the detriment of other competitors.

Leaving at 11:30 was easy.  I crashed a couple of barricades before finding one that was in the process of being taken down.  The barricades blocked Main Street which was already well populated with athletes and spectators returning to cars and hotels.  Back at the KOA, it was so dark that I had to leave the car lights on to find my flashlight in my tent.

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