"A phenomenal downhill season from the off, snowballed into one of the most dramatic on record, with each round bringing its own set of signature thrills and spills. It makes sense then that the last three stops for the racing circus were rated finest by the PB panel- Windham with its incredible crowd atmosphere and deadly tight race times, Meribel with it's 100% au-natural track and red hot season finale and last, but not least, Hafjell World Champs; the ultimate 2014 farewell party. We can have only one winner so now's the time to pick a favourite. In the end we had to go with the race that gripped us hardest, the longest and left us just shy of emotionally crippled... near crying into the arms of a loved one or at the first convincing donkey appeal that cropped up on TV. You know, the race that no man or troll will go forgetting in a hurry..." - Nathan Hughes
DH Race of the Year UCI World Championships, Hafjell, Norway
What can we say about the 2014 champs? It was truly the race that had it all. It had the basics; an exciting track, solid organization, fine weather and decent crowds. Then it had, shall we say 'defining moments
' that were positively out of this world and rendered us a collective of babbling messes; riders, media and viewers at home alike. Why? Because things got wilder than one of those American frat parties with the red plastic cups where somebody ends up expelled for twerking and doing shots of de-icer mixed with sick on the internet. Atherton held on at warp with a steady head to stomp gold, Mulally almost did the unthinkable, Hill had his surprise eject in the green on the rocks and as for Bryceland, well that's all water under the bridge now. Elsewhere Manon trumped Rachel by the width of a Welsh pony tail, while Vergier and Molloy tasted the rainbow for the very first time in what was, overall, one hell of a spectacle.
How did it get so crazy? Surely it was a case of scores to settle and 'all or nothing
' stakes at season's end, on one of the most fierce and unforgiving tracks on the circuit. Whatever the case, we feel sure Hafjell World Champs was one of those solid gold classics our fine mountain bike community will never forget and probably refuse to stop referencing, much to the annoyance of the new generation of future times. 'Son, you don't know nothing till you go sit down and watch the World Champs in Norway from back in the glory days
' etc etc. Bam Hill, you've been told.