Mud, tents, colourful vests, a field and a hubbub of noise. You’d be forgiven for thinking it was a music festival.
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Starting 2020 with a bang – and a bump
2020 kicked off with a race around Scout Scar near Kendal. I left with more than sore legs.
Stairway to Heaven – Ring of Steall 2019
The wind on my face, the sun on my neck – I wanted to lie down and crack open a cold beer right there and then.
The year of the wind – Carnethy 5 2019
We started in army formation, had entered the battle, and here we were strewn across the battlefield.
Devil’s Burdens – ‘Total chaos, but just brilliant’
“Should you pick that day for your visit [to the Lomond Hills], you’re likely to encounter a steady stream of pale, wiry red-faced folk wearing little else than shorts and a warm hat.”
Larry Who? The Lairig Ghru Marathon
It is rather odd. Four-and-a-half hours before, I had left the streets of Braemar. Here I was, running hell for leather down the pavements of Aviemore, holiday-makers watching me bemusedly as I groaned past them, running as hard as I could to the Mountain Cafe.
Ross Runs Wild 