Monday, August 31, 2015
The route starts near the osprey viewing point above Bassenthwaite Lake and moves generally south, down Borrowdale to the first checkpoint at Rosthwaite. Then it's up the old drovers' road alongside the Honister motor road to the slate mine, then left to the Loft Beck crossing at an altitude of 1,900ft and down into Ennerdale, past the Black Sail hut to CP2 at Low Gillerthwaite. Then along to Ennerdale Bridge to pick up Nannycatch Beck, thence to, and over, Dent Fell and into Cleator for CP3. then another 4.5 miles to the finish at St Bees.
On the day the weather was generally fair, although we suffered two severe squalls before Ennerdale.
I escaped all the cut-offs and managed to finish 106th out of 109 finishers (with 8 dnfs) and appear to be the oldest finisher, but I was disappointed with my time of 11:45, which was almost half an hour slower than 2014. First man home was Howard Seal in 5:41, first ladies were Susan Clapham and Kirsty-Jane Birch (=22nd overall) in 7:03.
This was taken from the Loft Beck crossing, the peak, centre distance, is probably High Stile, with Buttermere and then Crummock Water in the far distance.
Just been prescribed an antibiotic for an infected and badly eroded blister on my right heel - on finishing I realised why several people during the event had asked me if I knew I was oozing blood over the top of my Inov8. I'll spare you the photo.
5th September - YJ will be on the road in preparation for two forthcoming marathons and I will be doing the Bolton Park Run - good preparation for the 12th?
12th September - YJ will be doing the Langdale Marathon and I will be doing the Half.
19th September - I'm planning to UTUP.
Tuesday, August 25, 2015
Friday, August 21, 2015
Wednesday, August 19, 2015
Sunday, August 16, 2015
The ladies were out of the water and away and Paul didn't make contact again until he passed Margaret on the bike near Holy Trinity on COR.
He pushed hard to catch Mary on the run, but she finished just about one minute ahead in a total time of 2:51. Margaret followed him in in 3:02. I was much (much) later.
I think a good time was had by all. Best wishes to Mary in Poland next week when she defends her age group world quadrathlon title.
I may save up to buy a wetsuit for 2016.
Thank you to Liz (Mrs Paul) for the photos and for supervising the swim.
Wednesday, August 12, 2015
YJ was scheduled to run what we have dubbed the Harter Triangle, and set off for this soon after we arrived. This is a road run, heading north to Cockley Beck, then west over Hardknott to the King George IV at Eskdale Green, then south over the Birker Fell road to Ulpha, thence north up the Duddon Valley and back to Seathwaite - wow! Just a few yards short of 20 miles, a training run in preparation for his two hilly autumn marathons.
I targetted the Turner Landscape and found a collection of old friends either preparing to run, or supporting this well organised race. I spoke to the RO and explained that I may not beat the cut-offs and asked what the marshalls would be expecting me to do in this eventuality. Mike said that as the day was fine, and providing I didn't keep folk out on the fells too long past their scheduled time, I was welcome to trundle round the course, although I should consider bypassing Coniston Old Man if I was well off the pace.
I made Grey Friar spot on the cut-off and accompanied by a friendly marshall reached Swirl How with a few minutes to spare. With only about 20 minutes before I was due on the Old Man, I took Mike's advice and gave it a miss, and headed straight for Dow where I was pleased to see Ian and Pauline. I think that they were also pleased to see me, in that as the last 'runner' on the course, they had been kind enough to wait for me. Ian ran most of the way to White Pike with me, just leaving me behind when two of his clubmates, Emma and Yannis, the COM marshalls, caught us up. I was chided by said pair for not visiting their summit and then we all made our way back from the last summit. Some confusion on the run in when I tried to follow the final flagged section, as the flags had by then been gathered in. Undeterred, I zig-zagged down to the finish to be met by a round of applause and to record yet another DNF. Some mickey taking from the Bowland ladies, who seemed keen to inspect my nether regions (this was not allowed), but a very good natured end to a great day out.
YJ had been back for some time, and reported that although he had found the Harter Triangle hard, he had completed it comfortably under four hours and thus put another useful collection of miles under his belt.
Another good day out - I plan to compete again next next year, and this time to appear in the results.
Sunday, August 09, 2015
Seeing that it’s summer SN, Nic’O and myself took ourselves off to Langdale for a spot of fun in the sun, well fun we had, but only fleeting glimpses of the sun! Nevertheless a good time was had by all and I’m sure it won’t be too long before a further adventure is planned :-) A few more pics here
crossing Stickle Ghyll
Fleeting glimpses of sunshine at Stickle Tarn
Descending Pike o’Stickle
Back up to Duddon at the weekend to marshall on the Turner Landscale fell race. Whilst on Dow Crag this splendid view was enjoyed. I’m sure you all know that skyline. left to right – Scafell, with the little bump of Symond’s Knott, Mickledore, Scafell Pike, Little Narrow Cove, Broad Crag and Ill Crag followed by Great End, Esk Hause, Esk Pike in th shadow, then Ore Gap which we traversed on Wednesday and the pointy summit of Bow Fell. Very pleasing to see it from here so soon : )
Friday, August 07, 2015
Best of luck with the Lakes trip tomorrow - we are delivering furniture to my daughter's new house. On Sunday, I am leading an LDWA walk, so if you are still looking for more exercise, the walk starts at 9am from the road up to the top barn. It will be about 17 miles.
Thursday, August 06, 2015
The first day was a bit horrendous as I'd not are fully analysed the exact distance the GR36 takes to my first night's stopover. First 15km from the ferry to Caen were fine then the heavens opened. By mid afternoon, after seeing a sign showing 22.5km still to go, I decided to hitch a lift. I had walked 31km.
As it was the first weekend of August, I thought it prudent to book the hotel at Putanges for Friday night (they even have wifi in the middle of nowhere!). Amazingly I was the only person staying in the hotel although the restaurant, not full but at least had around ten people in it. I also planned my route for the remaining days, booking hotels in Écouché and Argentan.
Again I was the only person staying in the hotel on the first Saturday in August.
My final day's walking on the GR36 was to be Sunday - it was just a case of deciding where to turn off and head for Argentan, where I could get the train back to Caen. My plan was a village called Francheville. As I got near it, I realised it was not on the GR36, just slightly off, but I still headed there - it may have had a bar serving food. No bar a but a nice village and bench with a view to eat my backup lunch.
If anyone tells you Normandy is not hilly, thery are wrong. In eight days of walking I covered 197Km which included 3600 metres of climb (12,000 feet in old money)