This is the on-line journal of a small ill-defined group of mostly geriatric runners who share a love of the fells. It also covers a sub-group, best described as drinkers with a running problem, who struggle to combine dwindling athletic ability with an increasing thirst for cheap alcohol. A sort of "Last of the Summer Whine" (sic) in Walshes. Posting limited to registered contributors, but comments welcome.
At White Coppice:
YJ arriving
“I hope that’s not NLN coming”
“Right, I’ll be off now”
“Hi, isn’t this good fun?”
All back to front.
“It’d be a laugh if I caught him up”
At the finish:
“I enjoyed that”
“ Yes, it was good”
Ray Miller was there. NLN knew him by sight. I met him for the first time on EtU’s Bob Graham recce of Blencathra, Skiddaw etc.
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Some good pics of the day - thanks for your support. EtU got back OK in the end. No doubt we'll hear all about it in good time :)
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