Ian Corless

Talk Ultra

Episode 2 of Talk Ultra is now available via http://www.talkultra.com or from iTunes.

This is an action packed show and at 2hours 19mins will be perfect for your long runs. The show includes an interview with ultra legend Gordy Ainsleigh. Gordy is the creator of the iconic Western States 100 mile race and in out interview he tells us about what it was like to run the race in the early 70’s and how the race has progressed.

We also have a chat with Hal Koerner – Hal won the Rocky Raccoon 100 mile race and we get his feedback on the race and his performance.

We have a Meltzer Moment with ‘Speedgoat’ Karl Meltzer. Karl also discusses his run at Rocky Raccoon and gives us his ‘Good, Bad & Ugly’ from the ultra world.

Phil Essam discusses the Tipton 100 in Ultralegends and in our 15 minutes of Fame we have Billy Isherwood. Billy took part in the Atacama Desert Race by racing the planet after a life of drug and alcohol abuse. It is an inspiring story and one that you can read about in his book Dead Man Running.

In addition to the above we bring you news and reviews from around the ultra world.

Episode 3 will be available on February 24th.

Hoka One One 2012 due to arrive March

HOKA ONE ONE

Introduction:

Hoka One One was the brainchild of Jean Luc Diard and Nicolas Mermoud. Both very experienced adventure racers and runners. Nicolas Mermoud has placed very highly at UTMB.

They set themselves an objective. To create a shoe that reduced fatigue, impact and muscle strain. Hoka One One was born.

Sponsored Athletes include: Dave Mackey (ultra runner of the year), Christophe Le Saux, Ludovic Pommeret, Maud Combarieu and Karl Meltzer (31 100 mile wins)

The Technology behind the shoe:

The sole is oversized up to 2.5x a conventional run shoe and therefore offers outstanding impact resistance. It ensures a natural stride and IMPORTANTLY they only have 4mm drop from heel to toe. They are therefore very much inline with the barefoot philosophies of natural foot strike and mid to forefoot running. In addition, the shoe eradicates any harshness from the terrain, allowing you to ‘run over’ obstacles. A good analogy would be the difference between a no suspension mountain bike and one with full suspension.

Within the shoe, your foot sits within a ‘bucket’ that is recessed into the sole. Not only does this offer a precision foot strike but it also offers great stability.

Despite looks, the shoes are incredibly light. They defy gravity. The combination of lightweight and great cushioning reduce stress and fatigue. The shoe adapts and moulds to the terrain allowing you to ‘run through’ the most difficult terrain.

A unique addition to the shoe is a ‘rolling’ sole. This helps deliver superior underfoot performance allowing your foot to ‘rock’ forward. Try them downhill…. You will fly! The rocker sole propels you forward.

The increased footprint of some 35% bigger than a conventional road shoe offers increased stability. The wider base compensates for the height of the sole making every foot strike a confident one.

Throughout the range of Hoka One One shoes, grip changes with each model. The Bondi B road shoe has less grip and traction to allow for speed, the Stinson B (was Combo XT) mixes between the Mafate trail shoe and Bondi B and provides a shoe that works well on either road or trail. The Mafate is designed for severe off road running and the newly modified Mafate 2 has a new upper and increased grip. The new shoe in the Hoka range is the Stinson Evo. This shoe has all the benefits of increased foot platform and cushioning but has been re-worked into a shoe that offers a race fit. It has a breathable upper, speed lacing, increased grip and reduced weight; it is an out and out race shoe!

Statistics:

Less Impact – Increase contact with the ground by some 45% and less impact by 20-33%

On the flat a reduction of energy consumption by -3 to 5% (oxygen+lactate blood measurement+running mechanical properties)

Uphill -8 to 18% decreased energy consumption

Downhill -15 to 20% reduced shock impact

Conclusion – Better performance for less effort and increased protection

The Shoes:

Bondi B – Road shoe

Bondi B by Hoka One One 2012

Bondi B is a high performance road shoe suited to marathon runners, triathletes and ultra runners. Bondi B absorbs impact, shocks and reduces fatigue. It has 2x EVA volume and a 50% rocker profile. It has a 20mm recessed bucket situated within the midsole and provides support and control as and when required.

Stinson Evo – Trail

Stinson Evo/ Stinson B Evo by Hoka One One 2012

Stinson Evo is designed for absolute racing performance. It is the flagship of the Hoka One One 2012 range. It has a new outsole with EVA lugs to improve on weight. The surface profile has been altered to provide enhanced grip on mud and wet rocks. In addition, this grip provides superior uphill traction. The upper has been optimized to provide a precise racing fit with improved forefoot hold that balances weight and support. It has a quick lace system for rapid adjustment and the new upper has improved breathability. Revisions to the mid sole include a contoured sidewall which help reduce weight and it has a 25mm recessed midsole. The shoe has a 50% rocker profile, 2x2x EVA and recessed foot bucket.

Mafate 2 – Trail

Mafate 2 by Hoka One One

Mafate 2 is designed for tough terrain. It is designed around grip and support. The outsole has been overhauled over previous Mafate models and has a 4.5mm lug profile to offer superior grip. The upper has also been reworked to offer a precision fit and with a 30mm bucket within the midsole this provides a level of hold second to none. Lacing over previous models has also been adapted by adding an additional lacing loop allowing the runner to obtain a tighter fit if required. The shoe has 2.5xEVA and a 50% rocker profile. In addition, the Mafate 2 has a 35% wider foot platform over conventional trail shoes allowing you to ‘run through’ tough terrain.

Stinson B – Road & Trail

Stinson B by Hoka One One

The Stinson B, previously Combo XT (I am awaiting new imagery of the Stinson B, this is a 2011 model) is designed as a go anywhere shoe. It combines aspects of the Bondi B and Mafate. It has a 2.5x EVA and 50% rocker profile and has a tread pattern that is suitable for road and light trail. However, if the trail is hard, dry and rocky, this shoe realty does excel. It has a soft cushioned upper, a wider fit and it reinforces comfort without compromising support or stability. It has a 30mm recessed bucket and offers supreme protection.

In action:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IH91KFK7ABE

Stock & Ordering:

2012 stock is due to arrive March 5^th to 12^th and is available from www.hokaoneoneuk.co.uk

Analysis and Use:

Mafate by Hoka One One

First time impressions of the Hoka One One sometimes mean that potential users can’t get beyond the look of the shoe! Yes they are different and Hoka One One does not try to hide the fact. In fact, the contrary, they use strong bold colours that attract your eyes and your initial reaction on seeing them for the first time is ‘what the hell are they?’

Mafate Waterproof by Hoka One One

I had the same reaction. I saw them in a French Trail Race in 2010. A real tough mountainous event and in first place came through this lightweight athlete bouncing along and a pair of brightly coloured shoes. I took a second look…. and then a third and then a fourth look. I laughed to myself. But then I thought about it… hold on, this guy is in first place!

I stored the memory and then I saw them at another race, then I saw four or five pairs. I decided it was time to investigate and purchased a pair! Within 1 week I was sold… I was never going back!

Hoka One One at UTMB 2011

I started with the Bondi B. I purchased them on a Friday. Walked in them all day Saturday and then ran a road marathon on the Sunday. It was liberating! I bounced along with an effortless glide and energy return from a shoe that I hadn’t felt before. As the miles ticked by I noticed considerably less fatigue, a notable reduction in impact and the key factor was that I found that they made me want to mid/ forefoot strike. I would say the only noticeable change I made to my gait and stride was that I took shorter steps and increased my cadence.

Not long after I purchased the Mafate for trail running. Believe me, if you are running on rutted, hard and rocky terrain the Hoka One One are the full suspension mountain bike of the run world. What was obstacles became just glitches that I could run through the terrain without worry… downhill the shoes excelled taking away the harshness of the terrain and allowing a comfort level never experienced when running downhill before. At the end of a race or training, fatigue and ‘doms’ were reduced significantly allowing for faster recuperation and an ability to train at a higher level on repeated days.

Time to Fly - Hoka One One

Observers would look at the shoes and in this barefoot/minimalist market would laugh! However, they missed the point…. Hoka One One only has a 4mm drop from heel to toe making this a real mid to forefoot shoe. A low differential is key for enabling runners to land in a ‘natural’ way. The difference with Hoka One One is the cushioning. All other manufacturers obtain a low differential by reducing cushioning; not Hoka One One. They offer all the benefits of a minimalist approach but with superior cushioning and comfort. It has now been confirmed in many aspects of the natural run movement that Hoka One One are inline with the philosophies of a more natural run style.

So, back in the UK I wanted to purchase the shoes! Mmmm stumbling block. Due to the uniqueness of the shoe, obtaining and shoes in the UK was extremely limited. So, as the saying goes of ‘putting your money where your mouth is’ I did just that and I started to sell the shoe.

In the final 6 months of 2011 and certainly in early 2012 I have noticed an increased awareness and acceptance of what Hoka One One can offer.

All I can say is, if you don’t like the looks, get over it! Once you put them on and run in them, you won’t mind. They are an experience to behold…

Stinson B by Hoka One One

Time doesn’t stand still…

Well, the launch of Talk Ultra happened on Friday 27th Jan and one week later we have had over 5500 downloads.

Needless to say, both Ian and myself are completely blown away with the response.

This though is just the start. It has taken me months of work to get the show released, but now it is released we have to go through the process every two weeks.

Episode 1 had a few editing issues that I was aware of but we didnt have the software to solve them! Or should I say the combination of knowledge and software… To this end I spent 20 hours yesterday going through some new software and bringing my knowledge base to the correct level. My editing now has gone a little slower as it takes a while to get used to the shortcuts and to edit intuitively. The good news is though we have some significant sound improvements over episode 1.

Don’t get me wrong. Episode 1 was very satisfying but those little errors do irritate. I want the production levels to be the best!

This week we have topped the iTunes charts for sports and recreation podcasts and have had a top 10 placing in ALL podcast. Impressive and very satisfying.

Moving forward we have some great interviews coming up. Last night I interviewed David Horton, 1am for me – 8pm for him. Podcasting brings a whole new level of ‘endurance’ to ultra. Not only do I need to run long, I also seem to sleep less. C’est la vie… David Horton is a legend and his interview will be in episode 4.

In episode 2 we have the creator of Western States 100 miler, Gordy Ainsleigh. Gordy is a real character and has some great stories to tell. Boy can he talk….. 😉

Episode 3 will have New Zealand runner Anna Frost. Anna had a fantastic season in 2011 and over the winter months has been doing some really impressive challenges. Sponsored by Salomon, she is part of one of the top ultra teams. They have a very impressive line up in Sandes, Jornet and Heras amongst others.

Importantly, all our shows have Speedgoat Karl Meltzer doing a ‘Meltzer Moment’. Karl has won 31 100 mile races in his career and he is still at the top of his game. We have given Karl a free reign and in each show he will talk about the Good, Bad & Ugly of the ultra world.

Eventually, I will get to write up about some of my recent racing and training.

Look forward lot your feedback on Talk Ultra.

Keep running….. ian

Talk Ultra

Wow, it has been a really hectic few months and blogging has been put on hold. The reason? Well, Talk Ultra.

I have been trying to get an ultra running podcast off the ground for the best part of 12 months. Suddenly, in September/ October 2011 it all started to come together. My good friends at Martahon Talk, Martin Yelling and Tom Williams confirmed that the expansion plans for the MT brand was going to go ahead and therefore finally I was in a place to get Talk Ultra off the ground.

I contacted Ian Sharman, fellow Brit who now lives in the USA who happens to be a pretty darn quick ultra runner. He burst onto the ultra scene in 2011 with a stunning 12:44 at the Rocky Raccoon 100 miler. He was a great choice as a co host. Great runner, respected athlete and a good communicator.

Key aspects of a new podcast had to bring something new to the arena. I had plans up my sleeve and I am pleased to say that they have all come together and appear in episode 1 of the show.

Firstly is a key interview with a star or notable celebrity in the sport. Episode 1 has South African, Ryan Sandes. Episode 2 has Western States creator, Gordy Aisnleigh. Episode 3, New Zealand runner, Anna Frost and so we have set the scene for a great show format.

I contacted Ultra Legend Karl Meltzer and asked if he would do a regular slot on the show. He agreed! Speedgoat Karl will now be on every show in a ‘Meltzer Moment’ talking about the Good, the bad and the ugly of the sport.

In order to appeal to the masses, I also wanted to include a section that gave ‘every’ listener the opportunity to be a guest on the show… This is called ’15 mins of fame’ and we encourage you all to nominate and recommend anybody. We have no criteria other than that the person should have achieved something special within ultra sport. This maybe something for charity, running a first ultra, maybe running 50 ultras or maybe just doing that ‘zone thing’ that stands out from the crowd.

Ultralegands is a look at the history of the sport. Phil Essam from Australia will provide a regular 5 min slot looking back at how ultra started and key moments in the sport.

So, it is an exciting time. Each show will be released every two weeks and episode 2 will be available on Feb 10th.

As I write, episode 1 has been available for 48 hours and we are absolutely blown away with over 3500 downloads. Incredible.

I value your feedback and your support so please contact me.

You can download the show here:

SHOW LINK

RSS feed
http://talkultra.libsyn.com/rss

iTUNES
http://itunes.apple.com/gb/podcast/talk-ultra/id497318073

Many thanks and don’t worry. I will be back with regular posts!!

Yours in sport,
Ian

Nottingham Ultra 50k

As you will know, both Niandi and myself took a good beating at the Trail du Mercantour in September. With Nottingham Ultra landing exactly three weeks later, my plan was to rest and recover, do a little training and go to Nottingham ‘fresh’ but a little under trained.

I actually took a full 10 days rest. I really felt as though my body and my mind needed that break. Mercantour had twisted us and bashed us like no other race. Considering we had also used our Hoka One One shoes, I dread to think what I may have felt like had I not used them!

I started back with a few 4 mile runs and then at the weekend did a 10 mile trail and 12 miles on the road. All pretty easy paced. I felt sluggish and I also could still feel some ‘deep’ fatigue that I needed to get rid off. Race week was easy and then 3 days before the race I went out on the road and ran 8 miles tempo, finally, some two and half weeks after our French race I felt as though some zip was coming back. I purposely then took two days rest and arrived at Nottingham with Niandi feeling fresh.

Course Profile

The race was primarily off road running in the steps of Robin Hood from Sherwood Forest to the cobbled streets at Nottingham Castle and the statue of Robin Hood. Checkpoints and feed stations where placed at approximately every 10k and the route was marked by stickers or yellow arrows sprayed onto the ground or trees.

From the off a group of us moved to the front and within 3 to 4 miles the race was strung out. Two guys up front by 20 or 30 seconds, one guy in the middle and then myself and another guy in 4th or 5th.

Coming into the first check point the positions stayed like this but as naturally happens and feed stations the order changed. I didn’t stop at all as I was running very much self sufficient. I had a bladder and 2x 500ml bottles and ‘shot blocks’ for energy. My plan was just to keep pushing and not loose momentum.

Coming into check point one

As the course twisted and turned it was really important to keep your eye on the markers. Don’t get me wrong, the route was really well marked but it was easy to miss a waypoint if you just kept your head down too long.

Arriving at a golf course the markers suddenly disappeared. Now running 3rd/4th place the time wasted looking for an arrow allowed the 5th runner to catch us. The three of us looked left, looked right and then suddenly saw a glint of yellow that would take us around the golf course. A sudden screech and a quick turn around saw one of my fellow runners go over on his ankle… I had done almost exactly the same minutes before but had run it off knowing that I would probably have some swelling and pain the following day. He had to ease up and once we had checked he was okay pushed on.

It was becoming apparent that the early pace was now causing my running partner some trouble and without accelerating away from him he slowly drifted off my pace. I had now moved up into 3rd place but when I arrived at checkpoint three I was told I was in second place some 7 minutes off the lead guy.

Priority now was to hold pace and maybe try for a late push. It seemed unlikely that I would reel back in 7 minutes but it is so easy to have a bad patch. Throughout the event, a MTB rider had been going backwards and forward between the fron of the field. He didn’t provide updates but it was good to see him as it always confirmed I was on the right track. At one of the many gates, I looked back to see a runner who had moved up through the field who was now in 3rd place. I think at this point I had possibly slowed unknowingly allowing him to move up to me. As we pushed on I felt his presence and not wanting to be a carrot I eased up, let him past and decided to have a role reversal. The weather now was pretty warm and this guy was running in tights, long sleeve top and t shirt over the top. He made me feel hot!

In the final sections of the race I had pegged him all the way and when I noticed his pace start to drop I put a hard effort in and pulled away only to arrive in Wollaton Park, with no markings. Looking around it wasn’t clear of the direction to take. He came back to me and then we saw a runner who pointed the direction to take. I ten pulled away again aonly to find that at the next junction we had no clear markings again. I was wasting time now and when you are in 2nd place that is just no fun!

I branched left, 3rd place followed me. I was half committed as I was unsure I was taking the right direction. Looking over my shoulder I saw 4th place runner taking a different direction. I turned, ran hard across the park and pulled my up to him. Now 5th and 6th place had joined us and it was becoming beyond funny. Nobody knew the direction to take and so we looked at the map and decided on a route. It was wrong!

My second place now become an 8th and I think the 9th place runner had come through and moved up to 2nd.

Bit between my teeth I started the chase but I was running on frustration and at 28/29 miles into a race you just don’t have that ‘spare’ resources to run hard. Out of the park around some road works and on to the canal. I had moved back up into 4th with 3rd in sight but probably a minute away. With just over a mile left I couldn’t pull it back. I arrived at the Robin Hood statue on reflection happy with my 4th but frustrated it wasn’t 2nd.

Trail du Mercantour

Menton has been a favourite family holiday destination for over 25 years. So much so that Mum & Dad purchased a time share some years ago. Since Dad passed away in 2009, Menton has become even more special. September in particular. A few reasons for this, Dads birthday is on the 18th, Mums on the 24th and most importantly it where Mum and myself spread Dads ashes. It was his request.
In 2010 I was with Mum for ‘our week’. An opportunity for some sun, an opportunity to reminisce and an opportunity to be with Dad on his birthday. Not in a sad way, but in a way that I am sure you can all understand.
I digress. It was in 2010 that I noticed a race called the ‘Trail du Mercantour’. To be honest, I couldn’t miss it as race registration was almost outside our hotel on the beach. Of course I hadn’t planned to race, firstly I didn’t know about it and secondly some seven days later I was running Millau 100k in Provence. But it was just too tempting….. With three races on offer, 17k, 29k and 53k I made the sensible option and picked the 17k. I loved it. I raced hard and got 4th place. I swore I would come back for the long one!

So, 2011 came around. Niandi and myself entered the 53k and headed over to France for a long weekend. Menton is the last place on the south coast of France. In fact it is almost Italian. Everyone speaks both languages and the restaurants seem to split themselves evenly between both cuisines. It has a beautiful old town and has a pace on the slower side in comparison to Nice, Cannes and St Tropez. With about an hours travel time from Nice airport it is a perfect place for a relaxing break or a race!

THE RACE

The race is a point to point race staring at the Col du Turini some 50+kms away from Menton. The race retraces a route back to the coast and sea level by trail along mountain passes. After 24k it passes through the village of Sospel, here the 29k and 17k races start. The 29k race is the same route as the remainder of the 54k route, the 17k race veers off for a shorter more direct route to the coast after a few km’s. Having done the 17k race I thought I knew what the course would be like! No! I could not have been more wrong…… To put it bluntly, it is one of the toughest races I have done and without doubt the hardest 50k race. To put things into perspective, my PB for a trail 50k is 3:46. This race took 7:45 and the winning time was 6 hours!

AN EARLY START

Niandi and myself were up at 4:30am to eat, have some coffee and then make our way to the race bus that would transport us to the race start in the mountains. Leaving on time at 6am we arrived at the Col at 7:30am. We immediately rushed to the hotel that was open. Keep warm, drink more coffee and then get ready. We ventured outside with 10mins to spare before the off.
It started to rain. It started to thunder. It started lightning. Oh my goodness we thought! The Trail du Mercantour is infamous for the death of 3 runners a few years ago. They got stranded on the course in bad weather, got hyperthermia and died. It was this set of circumstances that caused the French to review the whole procedures and kit requirements that go into a race. Makes sense. So if in future you are racing in France And think they are being a little too particular on ‘required kit’, think back to this, it may give some perspective.

Niandi and myself made our goodbyes and we headed off in torrential rain. Immediately going up to the top of the Col. In no time we where heading down, and down, and down. It was tough. The trail was slippery, technical and mentally you needed to be very focused. I was in a good place holding a position in the top 10. I felt pretty good but it was apparent that my decending skills did not match the French and Italians. I was better than most but nowhere near as good as the front runners. You really need to be running on terrain this technical on a regular basis to feel confident and at ease with it. I was working much harder than I needed to or should have been doing to keep in touch. I found it mentally exhausting having to watch for each foot placement and plan my route down.

The course was marked by orange and green ribbons and I must say the route was marked brilliantly. Two major check points were supplemented with smaller check points, it was necessary to ‘dib in’ with a timing chip. As I ran I was thinking of Niandi. She loves trail but she doesn’t love technical trail. In fact she hates it. Pre race we had discussed the option of her pulling out at Sospel, 24k into the race if she was having problems. Alternatively, she could make her race shorter by taking the 17k route back to Menton.

I soon found that I was alone on the trail. The effort of trying to keep with the front five was too much and when I lost my footing and face planted the trail. Caution was always going to take over! Although the route was well marked, several runners went off course. On two occasions I shouted to a few runners as they headed off in the wrong direction.

When not running down we where going up. Technical twisty trail, slippery in places but in general it was just the gradient and length of climbs that made them hard. Pretty much everyone was using poles and those that didn’t have them searched in the woodland for sticks to help them. After 24k I arrived at Sospel in 2:30hrs which I was happy with. I was still up at the front end of the field but some way off the ‘goats’ at the very front. At Sospel we were greeted by all the runners who would be doing the 17k race. They had a start time of 10:30am. I stopped, dibbled in, filled my two bottles, grabbed some pretzels and moved on. I would now be climbing out of Sospel for quite some time. Initially we had a short road section before branching off on to single track. Suddenly I was surprised by runners around me. The 17k race had started. Of course, they only had 17k to run and they were as fresh as daisies. I was conscious that I was going to be in the way. I was working hard running when I could, power walking when I couldn’t. Funny because I soon realised that I was going no slower than everyone else. The trail soon split with the 53 and 29k route going to the left and the 17k going to the right. I was now alone again.

I know had a section of wooded trail. It was muddy and pretty slippery but very runnable. I started to catch the tail end of the 29k race that had started earlier. Moving past them I pushed on as best I could and then we hit the major climb. Starting at about 1,000m we would now climb to 4500m (over 0,000ft). This climb was hard. Pace was slow and it was a matter of gritting your teeth and getting on with it. I reckon it was taking 30 minutes to cover a mile here. Although raining it was warm. I suddenly felt flat. Lacking energy and feeling thirsty. I had been so preoccupied with keeping up right and maintaining my effort that I had neglected to eat. Certainly I hadn’t eaten enough. I take salt tablets every hour to keep my electrolytes balanced but I was also feeling dehydrated. I took time out to eat an energy bar and push on. After 4:30hrs I was out of liquid and desperate for a feed station. Of course, I was in the middle of nowhere so the only option was to keep going. After hours of climbing I reached a plateau and waiting at the top was a car with a couple of Italians. They had water and ice tea. Desperate for liquid I filled both my bottles with ice tea, immediately drank one and then refilled it. The Italian lady was shaking hands at me and making gestures. I smiled and nodded and in French asked if I needed to ‘dib in’ my timing chip. In true fashion she threw both arms in the air and told me it was ahead. I left now running down some good trail.

After a short distance I arrived at a feed station and check point. Funny that these two had been so close! It later turned out that I had taken some Italian couples picnic…. Well at least their ice tea!!! No wonder she was so vocal. Funny when I think back but I was so in need of liquid that I just didn’t think or question. At this feed I now moved to Coke. I had been thinking for the mlast few miles about having a nice cold Coke with ice and lemon. Of course I had no ice or lemon but the coke would more than suffice. I filled both bottles and was off.

More climbing now and this time it was like being in a quarry. Rocky hard terrain that was tough on the legs, quads, ankles and knees. I was so glad to be wearing the Hoka One One. The cushioning really helped to remove the harshness from the terrain. After a long climb we reached a plateau, crested and then had a very long technical decent to Menton in the distance.

Going down these rocky trails now was even harder. Tired legs, tired mind and it was easy to slip. I seemed to have a lack of connection between my thought process and action. I would be thinking one thing only to find my legs didn’t follow the thought process. I was loosing time when I should have been making it up but I had little choice. I lost 4/5 places over the final 90 minutes.

I was really thinking of Niandi here. I knew that this would be way beyond her comfort zone. She loves to run and she is bloody good at it. She loves the mountains and she loves trail but rocky and technical is just not her thing!

Finally I crossed under the autoroute and was running in the outskirts of Menton. I was looking for the cemetery that would give me the route back down to sea level and the beach finish. It finally came.

Within 10 minutes I was at the finish. It had taken me 7:44 to cover the 53k. I had climbed 10,000ft and decended 15,000ft. Although I had run the 17k race last year, the 53k race had been a surprise. I hadn’t anticipated it to be so difficult. The finish times and dnf’s reflect the severity. I WS 20th overall and although not disappointed I do feel it is a case of what might have been. I certainly couldn’t have been at the front with the winner in 5:53 but I do feel as though 6:30 to 6:45 is a realistic target.

At the finish I waited for Niandi. I was worried. I knew she would be hating being out on that mountain. My phone went and I had a message saying that she couldn’t keep upright and that her spirit was broken! I phoned, no answer. I was trying to decide if I should head back on the course and retrace. It wasn’t that I could do much but I could at least offer moral support. I decided against it. I was worried that Niandi may take a different route or that I may miss her. I headed to the old town and waited. She finally arrived. I could see the fatigue, the frustration and the desire for the finish in her face. I stopped the traffic, she ran across the road to the beach front, I ran at her side and then branched left to wait at the finish line. She crossed in 10:30hrs. Big hug and then the tears came! She was broken. Mentally and physically.

Post race Niandi was frustrated by what she considered to be a poor performance. No bad performance at all. She had achieved something in that race that so few people would even contemplate. We started in thunder, lightning and rain. We had climbed 10,000 ft, decended 15,000ft and had covered 33 very tough miles. No failure. No failure at all.

Sometimes it’s the taking part that is actually the achievement. To finish is enough and I have to say at the ‘Trail du Mercantour’ to finish was enough. It’s a great race, I thoroughly recommend it. It’s a beautiful and tough course in a great part of the world. Would I do it again? Absolutely! Would Niandi do it again? Mmmmmmm, what do you think?

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Location:Menton, South of France

Elsecar Skelter, August 13th 2011

Niandi returned from her weekend in Paris and congratulated me on what turned out to be a joint 2nd place at the Dovedale Dipper in Derbyshire. It soon became apparent that as I talked about the event; the course, the low key nature, the organization, the feed stations and basically what a great event it was, Niandi wanted the buzz too! So, armed with the LDWA book I found the Elsecar Skelter – a 27 mile challenge over a trail route in Yorkshires finest countryside.

The event had a start of 08:30 but the we where only about an hours drive away so our typical 06:00 start was no hassle. The HQ was in the center of Elsecar, The Market Hotel which was just next to the Heritage Center. As with all these events it was very low key. Plenty of friendly faces and everyone willing to help. We picked up our packs and the ‘route book’. Wow, the route book… it was like War & Peace. Niandi looked at it and felt instantly ill.

“When you said navigation, I thought you meant just following signs” exclaimed Niandi “well, you are going to have to run with me as I can’t run and follow that!”

I wasn’t worried. I was looking forward to today being an opportunity for Niandi and myself to run together and also for me it was more miles in the legs. I was happy for those miles to be easier than the previous weeks marathon at Dovedale. On the start line serious looking runners looked each other up and down. Yorkshire breeds a tough, hardy runner and we were surrounded by them! At the ‘off’ two lads sped away looking as though they meant business… within 50yds they missed the first right turn. It was going to be a long day I thought. As I made the turn with the two other guys ahead going straight on, I questioned if it was myself that was wrong? Never good when you still have 27 miles to go. However, reassuringly I was correct. Importantly, you must always do your own navigation. Make your own mistakes and don’t second guess the decisions.

Early pace was relatively sedate as we ran up narrow single track, climbed over a stile and then ran through some open fields.

We soon had a small road section, past Cottages, over another stile, through a field and then entering a wood. It was very easy to go wrong but the route book was very well written. It was clear, informative and descriptive. The only issue is when you are trying to move at spped it is difficult to run, read and navigate without missing something. We passed ‘Hoober Stand’ – a 30m high building on a ridge situated in the village of Wentworth. The building designed by Henry Flitcroft was built to commemorate the 1745 quashing of the Jaccobite rebellion (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hoober_Stand). So, now you know…. it made a nice backdrop for Niandi as she ran past.

Running through Hoober Village Niandi and myself were pretty much running on our own. In the distance we could see one runner. Ahead of him just 2 or 3 others. Running up we came to the brow of a hill and the village of Nether Haugh. Navigation here became a little more complicated…. ‘bear right on tarmac track and take path left of house number 19, go forward (hidden mausoleum on right) on path to corner of field and turn left keeping hedge on right’

As you can see, very descriptive instructions and in most cases very reassuring. Any mistakes could soon be corrected relatively quickly. However, even though I ‘thumbed’ the route it was easy to jump a sentence and then I would find I was ahead of myself and starting to question if I was right. It all comes down to practice, the more you do the better you get. Wentworth Woodouse was in view, a stunning grade 1 listed country house (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wentworth_Woodhouse)

The first check point came. We had our cards clipped, drank juice, picked up a snack and then we were off. After a section of trail and fields we entered an industrial estate and stupidly I followed the direction of one lone runner in front. After 3-400m I realized we were wrong. As we back tracked I saw one runner turn where we should have turned. Back on the trail we were running uphill when suddenly a group of 4 caught us and ran past…. despite this being training I always find this difficult. I am far too competitive! But I behaved. Needless to say Niandi would not have been too happy to see me get the bit between my teeth and head up the trail…. At the top of this section a group of approximately 6 of us looked at each other; we were all wrong. We had missed a path off to the left lower down. A ‘local’ guy who obviously knew his way around went off piste and we followed, over the brow and running through a field and checkpoint 2 was in front of us. Another banquet. This checkpoint would be visited again much later in the day when we ran our figure of 8 loop.

This next section between checkpoint 2 and 3 was the toughest of the route. It had plenty of open rutted fields, gnarly ground, corn fields and thick overgrown vegitation. Believe me, both our legs have the scars to prove how tough this bit was. Navigation was also a little difficult but we managed (just about). We also had a ‘self check’ checkpoint on this route just to ensure no cheating took place. Liked that idea! The course really was a surprise. It was beautiful, tough and the weather was kind. What more could you want. After approximately 13 miles covered checkpoint 3 came and with it the option to take the shorter 20 mile route or commit and go for the 27 mile option. I could see some hesitation in Niandi and when we were asked “20 or 27?” the very quick response from myself came “27”. Pretty sure Niandi thanked me for that decision later in the day….

As we left I immediately went the wrong way. Apparently we needed a ‘supplement’ to the road book for the 27 route. Luckily I had this! Somewhere… !?! Back on track we headed off with the riniging voice of one of the marshalls saying

“This bits tricky…. easy to get lost… complicated… watch out at Dragons Den….”

OMG – Dragons Den… what are we running into? We ran down a path, through a stone yard, over a stile, ran across a field and then ran up a grass bank to meet the road and a left turn. Down the road I looked for a bungalow which apparently our ‘path’ was opposite. Mmmmm apparently not! Aaagh – that bungalow – you mean the bungalow that doesn’t look like a bungalow… ok.

Now in moorland we headed towards the sklyline and a power pylon. The path stopped, a stile was in front of us but the route book didn’t say ‘go over’ the stile. Another runner came. He was local and very well experienced on the course… he had ‘given us the nod’ once or twice before! We chatted and tried to decide on the route. I took the stile and ran on whatt was a definite path. After 5 mins or so it just didn’t feel right. I retraced and did what is always the best thing to do in these situations, go back to the last place you know is correct and then re navigate.

I was back on the track and then we had a ‘self check’ point at Dragons Den. All made sense now…. those marshals new that this area was open to going wrong. Wharncliffe Crags – wow!!! This section of rough tough trail was absolutely fantastic, Tough underfoot, great views and stunning.

The edge which is characterised as a steep rock face for much of its four kilometre length runs from just east of the village of Deepcar in a roughly south easterly direction to just east of Wharncliffe Side. Wharncliffe Crags stand on the eastern side of the upper River Don valley at a height of around 250 metres above sea level with the highest spot height being 297 metres.

Here is a little clip of me running at full speed on my way down to the edge of the Crags. Needless to say my Hoke One One Combo XT helping to remove all the harshness out of the terrain.

After a short section of forest we now re joined the original route book and our ‘detour’ to build the mileage for the 27 mile option was over. Running uphill we arrived at Wortley Church.

Passing trough a metal gate, we turned right, crossed the road and entered the grounds for Wortley Hall (http://www.wortleyhall.org.uk/) The hall is a stunning location, a beautiful building set in beautiful grounds. Waiting for us here was the ‘famous’ checkpoint 4.

All the feed stations in this race were superb but ‘4’ was the icing on the cake! The walkers would certainly be able to benefit from the spread on offer… i grabbed a jam tart, or was it two? Niandi was her usual restrained self, body is a temple and all that and took a whopping piece of chocolate cake!!!

It was the home run now and feeling refreshed from the joys of checkpoint 4 we pushed on. We now began to retrace some of the route from the earlier part of the day. Fields, gates, paths and routes had a familiarity. It was reassuring. However nothing looks the same when running in the opposite direction. From here on navigation was relatively easy. I had taken on the tactic of running ahead, stopping, naviagting, waiting for Niandi and then pushing on. We ‘self clipped’ at checkpoint 4a and then had a really great section of forest before suddenly arriving at checkpoint 5 (this was the same checkpoint as 2 from earlier in the day). Up the hill, over the bridge and now climbing up through more trails and then a fast run down past a golf course. We then joined a road opposite Tankersley Church, turned right and then ran past Tankersley Old Hall (http://www.wildyorkshire.co.uk/naturediary/docs/2001/9/7.html), famous as this was featured in the classic film ‘Kes’ – http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0064541/

After the Hall we took a path left and the final checkpoint, a ‘self clip’ set in a wooden pathway was ahead of us. We now ran the final miles at a good pace. Navigation was easy and the terrain was good underfoot. After a few miles we came to a reservoir. We ran around the reservoir, through a park, past a bandstand and then suddenly we were back! 28.5 miles in the bag.

Back at the race HQ both Niandi and myself were told that we had made top 10. A good result considering a definite lack of pace due to the navigation. However, the result was not important, we had both had a fantastic day out on a stunning course with brilliant organization. At the finish we even had the treat of a finishing certificate, a ‘sew on’ patch and a meal of ‘Pie n Peas’ – a delicacy for Yorkshire. Have to say the pie went down really well…. nothing like creating a hunger with a long tough run. Of course I could feel even more smug….unlike Niandi I hadn’t had a whopping piece of chocolate cake at checkpoint 4!!!!

Dovedale Dipper August 7th 2011

The Dovedale Dipper is a ‘challenge’ event organized by Matlock Rotary Club offering a 15 mile walk or a 26.5 mile run over a circular route in the Derbyshire Peak District starting and not surprisingly ending in the village of Hartington.

This years edition I believe was the 9th running of the event and I have to say that Matlock Rotary Club did a great job. Superb planning, a great ‘route book’, great check points with a really good selection of food and liquid and at the end some hot food and drink. What more could you ask for? I certainly feel the ‘on the day’ entry fee of £15 (cheaper if entered in advance) was money well spent.

To be honest, on the Friday before the event I knew nothing about the event never mind the fact that I would be taking part. One of my coaching clients had sent me a text, told me it was local and that it was a tough and beautiful course. It all sounded too good to be true. I had a free weekend as Niandi was in Paris returning Stanislas after her week long brthday…. my training plan had me scheduled for a long run close to marathon distance, so it was logical that I turn up and run a new course with company.

Hartington Village Hall was full of people on my arrival. As I had walked to registration I had already seen plenty of walkers heading out on the route looking to get some early miles in the bag. The official challenge walk of 15 miles started at 09:30 and then the full challenge of 26.5 miles started at 10:00. Difficult to say how many took part but at least 150 in the main event.

At 10am we set off and the early pace was very sedate. The route book was very detailed and with having no knowledge of the route I held back and looked for the ‘locals’ to set the pace. Within a mile it was clear that one or two front runners knew the route. I quickly found myself in 2nd place following the eventual race winner, Gary.

My plan was to run this event sensibly and not ‘race’ it. Within 2 to 3 miles I settled into my pace and let Gary slowly pull away. I had him in sight for the next few miles so I had a carrot to follow, however, I soon had company with Del Salt (http://delsalt.blogspot.com) and Sean Ketteridge.

I was in good company… very god company. Both Del and Sean are very experienced ultra runners and Del has represented GB.

The first checkpoint came at Sparlow after 5.5 miles. Sean and myself arrived and we were quickly followed by Del. This actually turned out to be pretty much the format for the whole race. Sean and myself happy to run and chat, Del would sometimes surge away, come back and then when the road went up would fall back slightly. Del however new the route and this was invaluable. Sean and myself every now and then found ourselves stood looking at the route book only to have Del come past and lead the way. It soon became apparent that the most logical thing was to run together. Certainly it was a decision I made. The pace for me was spot on, about 1 min slower than race pace and I also feel that Del and Sean had similar thoughts to me.

This is the Peak District and the race is called the Dovedale Dipper, so, it was inevitable that some hills would soon appear. Funny wahen you look at the GPS data as the first 7-8 miles look all uphill but it didn’t feel like that; maybe fresh ‘ish’ legs?

Checkpoint 2, Longnor was not far away but we had a nice climb to get over first. Walk/ jogging to the summit we then ran down to Warslow. In-front was the infamous Ecton Hill. I now say infamous as I have experienced it and of course heard everyone else moan about it.

Our group of 3 remained together and we pushed onwards. Great views at the top but we didn’t have time to hang around. Back on pace we pushed taking turns at the front. Over Wetton Hill and then the 4th checkpoint came. A couple of cups of juice and some calories and we were off.

Traversing over Castern Wood we had some great views. I was feeling really comfortable and the decision to run as a group was really paying dividends. We all pushed a little keeping each other honest but not so hard that we were hanging. When we split up we always reformed. It wasn’t a concious decision but our paces were so similar that this just seemed to be the natural pattern of events.

The terrain for the whole route was generally good with a great mix. Grassy fields one minute, worn trail the next, rutted rocky paths and of course hills; plenty of hills. I was using a new shoe from Hoka One One called the ‘Combo XT’. This new addition to the Hoka range combines the trail Mafate and the road Bondi B and ‘combos’ them into this shoe. I have to say I was 100% impressed. Great grip and a plush comfortable ride over the multitude of different terrain that the peaks had to offer.

Combo XT by Hoka One One

We had a tough rocky and slippery decent to Milldale and the next checkpoint. In the valley we lifted the pace. Flat stony trail suddenly provided a platform of consistent running. Sean and Del lifted ran strong and I hung back a little trying to decide if I wanted to run this quick in the latter stages of a long run. I guess ego took over and I decided yes. Having spent the best part of 21 miles with these guys I wasn’t prepared to let them go. I knew when it came to the finish we would all be together with the same time and that seemed appropriate after a full days running.

Along the valley floor Del told us we had a kick in the tail. The short sharp shock of Beresford dale. It is a short steep climb that we power walked and then once over the top we re lifted the pace and ran down the longest road stretch of the event back to the Village hall at Hartington.

Gary had arrived some 15 minutes before and we arrived in 4hrs 02m all in joint 3rd place.

Great day out. Great course and a real pleasure to run with Gary and Del.

Big thanks to Matlock Rotary Club for a superb and friendly event with excellent organization, checkpoints and support throughout.

Lakeland Trek

THE LAKELAND TREK

I actually posted this Blog in 2010 but with Lakeland 50 and 100 races taking place last weekend, one or two people have asked me to re-post as they are thinking of doing the race in 2012. This blog covers much of the route but not all. I have another blog which I will also re-post that covers a recce day I did of the first 32 miles of the ’50’ route. Here: http://runwildrunfreeuk.blogspot.com/2010/06/lakeland-50100-recce.html

Photos here:http://picasaweb.google.com/runwild.runfree.uk/LakelandTrekAugust2010#

Day 1 Monday 23^rd August – Coniston to Wasdale

We left my mum’s at 0700 and arrived at Ambleside for breakfast just before 0900. It was a nice leisurely start to the day – coffee and teacakes to help provide energy for the trek ahead. I also wanted to go the ‘Climbers Shop’ to purchase some trek poles. My Raidlight lightweight poles had broken and from the previous recce I had already decided ‘poles’ were an essential item to help on the climbs and decent. It turned out that they didn’t have the poles i wanted; thank god! I ended up with a much better pair and poles that are much more specific for future events. The Leki ‘Traveller’ poles come with a run glove so that you can clip the pole in and out of the hand in a flash. They work brilliantly and I can’t recommend them enough. So, with my poles purchased we moved to Coniston, parked the car and started at about 1100am. This was our first mistake…. you need to start 0700 or 0800 at the latest. Why? Well, quite simply the terrain is so tough that moving quickly just is not possible, particularly when you have ‘full kit’ and 2 ltrs of water on you. Also the rain… oh the rain!

We jogged and speed walked to start with and then hit the first climb which lasted for a few K’s to a car park at Roadhead. Here we headed right to Walna Scar. The rain was coming down but temperatures were pretty mild. We crossed a bridge and then climbed a very stoney strenuous path to the summit of Walna Scar Pass (summit 2106m). We were above the cloud. Pretty darn impressive. We headed downhill, the terrain similar to the other side. Tough, gnarly, rocky and wet. We finally reached a road, turned left and arrived at Seathwaite Village Hall. This would be checkpoint 1 in the L100 with 6.4 miles covered. We looked at each other and both thought wow! This is one seriously tough race.

From the checkpoint we retraced to a small church, opposite was a pathway. We squeezed through the stile and then navigated through woodland, over a bridge and headed for Wallowbarrow. The rain was coming harder and the ground was just boggy. Our feet were permanently wet. Passing through a farmyard we turned right and headed through woods to go around Wallowbarrow Crag on a good path. We took a permissive path and then entered what turned out to be the real ‘low’ of the 4 day trek. A boggy, wet, miserable fell and plantation area signposted to Eskdale. This area was miserable. We had no clear path to follow, the rain was torrential and we were slowly going higher and higher into the cloud and colder temperatures. We finally moved out of the plantation to a rutted, rocky and extremely wet underfoot section. It was hard. So hard, it made Niandi cry (no joke). We were cold, wet and tired and only about 11 miles in to the day. We both look back now and laugh but it was a low point. We pushed on after a little pep talk and at the top we crossed a gulley and found some shelter from a tree. We donned waterproofs, hats and gloves. This worked. It refreshed us and gave us a reason to carry on. One main problem with this sort of trek is that we are carrying minimal kit. I mean minimal. We both had 2 tops, 2 pairs of shorts, 2 pairs of socks, over trousers, waterproof jacket and a pair of ‘skins’ compression tights to sleep in; that was it! One set of kit was now wet and I was thinking how on earth are we going to get this stuff dry…..

We now took a rocky trail and made our way down the other side of the hill. We started to warm up as the rain eased. The terrain was still ridiculously difficult to navigate. The trekking poles proved an invaluable purchase as they provided that extra help and support to help keep us both upright. We arrived at Penny Hill Farm, took a permissive path and rejoined the main path. We now headed to Boot and had the wonderful site of a Pub. I needed to refill my bottles so it seemed the perfect excuse to grab a coffee, get warm, refuel and then push on. We didn’t hang around, maybe 20 min. Just around the corner was checkpoint 2 for the L100, a small Corn Mill.

From the Corn Mill we pushed uphill and headed over Eskdale Moor to Burnmoor Tarn. Again the ground was sodden and boggy with all the rain. Our feet were going to look like prunes. Heading NNE we followed a path to a wood. Wasdale was now in sight. We headed down the rutted, stoney path. Passed a climbers hut and arrived at Wasdale Campsite. It was now 1830. Our plan had been to reach Buttermere but this was another 6-7 miles away and with failing light, poor conditions we decided to call day 1 to an end. We were relieved. We were also relieved to find out that this campsite had a laundry room. Oh joy! We could get our clothes dry meaning that our following days were going to be far more comfortable.

The joys of trekking come when you have to pitch a tent in the rain, cook dehydrated food and hit the sleeping bag at 2100hrs.

Day 2 Tuesday 24^th August – Wasdale to Blencathra Centre (checkpoint 6)

We were so tired we slept like logs despite the wind and rain hitting the tent all night. We awoke at 0600 to make coffee and porridge. We packed up and was on the trail by 0700. Within 1 mile we had to cross a river. Our feet were soaked. We headed to Wasdale Head Inn (checkpoint 3) and proceeded for 200m, through a gate and then started to climb to Gatherstone Beck. We then joined Black Sail Pass and pushed on going constantly up.

The rain came and battered us. Needless to say the terrain was really tough and this was topped off at the top with hale stone. We tried to shelter but it was hopeless. It is so open. We headed down a rocky wet trail. You had to be real careful. Very technical and very wet. You could slip any minute. We finally reached the bottom and crossed the River Liza. We passed Black Sail YHA hut and then climbed again to Scarth Gap.

It wasn’t 0900am and we had already climbed 2437 feet. The sun came out and our trek down from the summit to Buttermere and the Lakeside path was a real treat. We arrived in Buttermere just in time for tea and toast and a refuel of our bottles.

Buttermere Village Hall was checkpoint 4 in the L100, from here we turned right past the Bridge Hotel and then right up Ghyll Wood. We now started to gain height again, the path here was much better under foot and it was far easier to keep a consistent pace. We continued to climb to the summit at Sail Pass. The sun was out and this section was really enjoyable. I made a slight navigational error which meant that we had to do a little rock climbing up a pretty much vertical wall to rejoin the appropriate path.

Niandi was not impressed. At the Col at Barrow Door we took a good path descending all the way down aiming for the right hand side of a small wood. We went through a gate, joined a tarmac road and followed until we arrived in the centre of Braithwaite. St Huthbert’s Church Hall was checkpoint no 5.

From Buttermere we had climbed another 2440ft so now a section of flat road was a welcome relief. I called in a camp site to fill my bottles on the edge of Braithwaite and then we ran along the A66 towards Keswick. It was funny to have cars and people around us. We followed the cycle path and then ran along an old railway track. Passing a Church we then negotiated a few road junctions to take a left up Spoony Green Lane and head towards Skiddaw. Now on the Cumbria Way we started to climb up once again and good paths. After 2km or so we reached a car park. We navigated left and then climbed up and around Whit Beck. The light started to fail even though it was late afternoon and the cloud started to come in. Rain?

We struggled along Lonsdale Crags, crossed a wooden bridge and then took the upper track heading to our end point for the day, Blencathra Centre (checkpoint 6). We had covered another 1548ft making the day total around 5500ft.

Our day didn’t end here though! The L100 route continues east towards Dalemain. I had already done this section and due to time constraints our plan was to head south and pick up the L100 route at Ambleside. I therefore navigated 2 or 3 miles to Burns farm Campsite, east of Keswick and directly south from the Blencathra Centre.

We arrived at the site, pitched the tent, showered and then settled to instant noodles, dried fruit and coffee. Bliss. Today had been quite a tough day. At some point in the morning I had either twisted or banged my left knee. Unfortunately the pain had just got worse during the day. I was a little worried of the implications. I put my ‘skins’ on, took some ibuprofen and hoped for the best.

Day 3 Wednesday 25^th August – Burns Farm (Keswick) to Ambleside

Wow, last night was chilly. Niandi slept with the following clothing on inside the sleeping bag: thermal long sleeve North Face top, Gore long sleeve run top, Gore Tex jacket, fleece hat, socks and skins tights. She still said it was cold….. Me, I just got cold….. Of course it rained in the night too.

We were up at 0600 again to porridge and coffee and then left at 0700. Today I was navigating to Ambleside. I had decided that if we got a good start and pushed on we could be in Grasmere for early afternoon and have a treat. A cream tea!

Leaving Burns arm we had a small section of road before following the path signs leading to Low Rigg. It was a lovely morning. Chilly but sunny. We got into climbing straight away and reached the summit pretty quickly. We descended and then took the path climbing up to High Rigg. Terrain underfoot was pretty good. Of course it was wet, boggy, rocky and muddy but we were now used to this. We expected no less.

The sun came over Staybarrow Dodd to the east and the light was fantastic. It illuminated the mountain ranges and showed us the beauty that is the English Lakes. Sheep kept popping up everywhere. They just wanted to be photographed.

From the summit we followed good paths to the south east corner. When we arrived at the road we had a small section to navigate before joining the pathway that goes around Thirlmere. This was a great section.

Good paths, great views and the sun on our backs. It felt like we were in Canada or the Alps.

Pine trees and Lakeland views. Halfway on the path we moved east, crossed the road and then picked up the forest path that runs parallel to the lake. A great section. We had thick forest to navigate through. Apparently this is a Red Squirrel reserve but we didn’t see any.

We now followed the trail that run parallel to the A591 crossing the main road to take the path on the west side of the road. Somehow I missed the official path and navigated south through boggy fields. It wasn’t a problem as we had the clear objective of Grasmere in-front of us. The main issue was the terrain. It was very very boggy. I decided with the help of my gps to move up the fells and rejoin the path.

It was at this point that Niandi stepped forward with her left leg and sunk straight to her waist. My initial laugh was soon stopped as I ran over to stop Niandi singing any further. Her shoe was starting to come off and I could see the panic. Walking poles stuck in the ground, Niandi took my hands and I pulled her out…. I was waiting for the outburst but it didn’t come.

It was actually about 10 mins later when I made her climb over another stone wall to reach the ‘official’ footpath. Back on track we arrived in Grasmere within 20 mins and as promised Niandi and myself had a fantastic cram tea. I can’t tell you how good a cream tea is when you have really earned it.

The break was welcome and we took the western path around Grasmere taking the lake path leading to the climb of Red Bank. This is a really steep climb but over good path and when reaching Loughrigg we had superb views over the whole of the Lakeland range.

We descended down and spent the night at a small campsite near Loughrigg Tarn. It was a simple site and unfortunately had no shower facilities. Thank goodness for ‘wet wipes’. No shower was compensated for with a pub less than 0.5 mile away. Oh the joys of some great pub food and a glass of wine.

Day 4 26^th August – Ambleside to Coniston

The coldest night of the week made for very broken sleep. Never good when you have to put clothes on to go to bed. We had no rain but we almost had a frost.

Our tent was covered in so much condensation and dew that it actually appeared as though it had rained. The sun was up and the day was obviously going to be the hottest so far. Porridge for brekkie again.

We started our day with a jacket on, over-trousers, hat and gloves. We walked on roads to the Skelwith Bridge Hotel and then joined the Cumbria Way footpath to Elterwater Village. This pathway was good underfoot and flat. It was easy to make a good pace and in comparison to the previous 3 days it was a walk in the park.

At the village we turned left and took the quarry road eventually joining a footpath on the right. We followed the path and arrived at Chapel Stile and checkpoint 13. It was now pretty warm. Finally we were able to strip down to shorts and top. Summer was here!

We re joined the Cumbria Way and headed through the Langdale Valley. This valley for many IS the Lake District. It is stunning landscape and on a day when god shines his light it looks fantastic. The path is good all the way to the Dungeon Ghyll campsite.

Turning left we took the steep zig zag path leading to the summit at Side Pike Pass. We crossed the road and then took the good trails around Blea Tarn to the south west corner. We were making good time and as I have said previously today was turning out to be easy.

From the tarn we had to navigate across a rough fell with no clear path. As per usual it was bogy. More wet feet ! On arriving at the top corner of the fell we joined the road and ran downhill to Fell Foot Farm. After a small section of road we navigated towards a small white cottage. This was an idyllic scene. The property is owned by the National Trust and is picture postcard material.

Taking the path we climbed up and I took the wrong path….. doh! I took the first right path instead of following the main path to the right. Gps once again proved a real help as this provided me with an exact location and confirmed my error. Having said that, it turned out to be a bonus. It added 2 miles to the day and we got to see a disused mine.

Back on track we moved along good paths to Tiberthwaite car park and checkpoint 14.

We now had approximately 4 miles left and today’s ‘easy’ day showed the kick in the tail. At this point in the L100 you will have now covered ironically 100 miles… yes I know. It’s a 100 mile race BUT it is actually 104. The climb up Tiberthwaite is tough, steep and technical. At this point in the race it must be so demoralising.

Onwards and upwards you cross a stream at the top and then have to navigate across open boggy fell with no clear path. If you were doing this at night it would be very confusing. By taking a SSW direction and just keeping going I finally picked up the main path to then take the tough rocky and technical descent back down Milners Bridge before taking easy roads back to Coniston.

Job done.

Conclusion

Firstly, the 100 mile Lakeland loop is a classic in the making. It is without doubt the toughest course I have ever encountered. Trekking it was a real challenge and very rewarding. To try and run/walk it within 40 hours is a completely different challenge. You have so much to take in to consideration. The course, navigation, weather and basically just having the strength and determination to just keep soldiering on is a challenge in itself. If you plan on doing the 50 or the 100 mile race without doubt take time to recce the route. It will prove invaluable. The road book provided for the race is superb but it is still easy to go wrong. I made a few mistakes, nothing drastic but better to do it in training and then on race day you can just keep moving forward on the correct path. It is also important to remember that you will be on the course at night. If you get the cold and wet weather we had with mist and darkness it could very well be terrifying without a sense of direction.

If you don’t fancy racing, split the course as we did and do it over 4/5 days or why not make the course 4 or 5 separate day trips. It’s a challenge that will prove extremely rewarding.

Kit Recommendations

I am going to recommend kit here that applies to a multi-day trek as I feel that you can edit the list so that you can exclude items that will not be needed for a race.

Rucksac – I chose a waterproof salomon XA running sac with a salomon chest pack. This was absolutely perfect. The waterproof main compartment kept all my kit dry. I didn’t use a camel back but chose to carry 3 x 500ml bottles in the chest pack. This helped balance the weight front and back and made me more comfortable. Also the front pack gave instant access to maps, gps and any other essential items.

Tent – Vaude Ultralite. This was brilliant. I looked at all options and tested many before making a purchase. This tent goes up in 2 mins and is free standing. It pitches with the ‘inner’ already attached and therefore in bad weather you stand a good chance to keep the living area dry. It packs small, is light (but not the lightest) and has plenty of room for two.

GPS – I used a Garmin Oregon with Lake District in 1:25,000 detail. The gps is perfect for finding out your exact location. Also, the race directors provide the full route as waypoints, so, if need be you can navigate the whole race via a handheld device/

Poles – I used Leki ‘Traveller’ poles. I consider these essential.

Sleeping Bag – It needs to pack small, be light and warm. Not an easy combination. I chose a model that did 2 of the 3. Unfortunately warm it wasn’t…. a change required.

Sleep Matt – I didn’t take a sleep matt due to weight but I would recommend one. I found the cold struck through the tent and this added to my cold nights. Thermalite do a range. They are not cheap (ppx £80) but I will get one for next time.

Cooker – Jetboil. The ultimate boiling facility. It packs small, all folds up to a neat package and gives you piping hot water in 2-3 mins.

Food – Light and dehydrated food is the best choice. It’s not cheap but works well for treks of this nature. I took fresh coffee in sealed bags and I had a nifty little device to provide filter coffee. We had instant oats in individual bags for breakfast. Just add hot water and away you go. For snacks I had energy bars, nuts, mixed fruit, cereal bars and other little treats to take while on the route and in the evening. I also had a tube of ‘electrolyte tablets’ to make sure I was hydrated all the time.

Clothing – Make sure you have a waterproof jacket and over trousers with taped seams. If you can afford Gore Tex – get them! I used lightweight long sleeve tops by North face (flight series) as they are a warm, light and extremely functional. I had normal run shorts and long tights made by ‘skins’ for the evening to help my legs recover. I had 2 pairs of socks. Would I take more clothes? Possibly yes. If you get soaking wet or cold you have little option with minimal kit. It is a balancing act.

Shoes – I used Brooks Cascadia Trail shoes. I have tried all the shoes on the market and for me these offered the best compromise. Good on the road, good on the trails and importantly comfortable all day.

Extras – I used a Garmin 310 gps to measure my runs and provide data. I had a Blackberry phone with me as this was ideal for emergency calls or any important emails. I had 2 luxury items – a wind up radio and a ‘power monkey’ solar charger. The solar charger gave my Garmin 310 autonomy over the 4 days and it also allowed me to re-charge my phone.

I could go on with all the other little bits such as folding bowls, cups, ‘sporks’ and all the other little nicks and nacks one can find in camping shops but I feel that finding these items yourself is all part of the fun.

The Tour de France

July is all about the Tour de France for me. As an ex cyclist I still feel the adrenaline buzz from seeing all those guys day in and day out nailing it on the road. The 2011 edition has been the best Tour for some years. I am not going to go into a stage by stage overview as I don’t see the point. The race is done and we all know the end result.

Green with envy!

What I want to do though is mention several aspects of the race. Firstly the organization. This years route was superb. We had racing from beginning to end with the final outcome only being decided the day before Paris. You can’t ask for more than that. Always amazes me that a race that lasts three weeks can come down to seconds or minutes at the end. In addition to an excellent route, key changes have been made to the Polka Dot and Green Jersey classification. These changes have finally seen the respective jerseys going to the place that they belong. Of course, I could be showing some bias here with Cavendish getting the green. However, you would have to be a complete idiot not to recognize that Cav is ‘the man’ when it comes to a sprint. Should you need any clarification, 5 stage wins this year and 20 in total. The guy is only 26 and providing that he has injury free years ahead of him I think we will see him breaking many records.

Of course, the 2011 Tour will stand out from the perspective of Thomas Voeckler. What a ride he had…. He turned himself inside out day after day and retained the yellow jersey far longer than anyone expected and unfortunately missed the podium by just one place. It’s a real shame. I think everyone watching the race and particularly the French would love to have seen ‘Tommy’ make the podium. Tactically he rode a good race but for me made a big mistake on the Alpe D’Huez day when he chased after Contador and Schleck. He was alone and basically used up what reserves he had.

The best stage for some time?

And so the stage to beat all stages. The ‘Galibier’. After having a rough time in the press, Andy Schleck needed to prove himself and show that he was the ‘new’ man of the Tour. Attacking the group with some 60km to go, Contador and Evans let him ride away (still have no idea why?) and Schleck pulled minutes out of all the contenders. It was a stunning stage to watch. The Leopard/Trek team tactically played a blinder placing a couple of riders in early breaks up the road. These riders then acted as pacers for Andy until the final climb of the Galibier when Schleck rode away and soloed to an absolute stunning victory. It was a brave attack that could have so easily gone wrong. But in true Merckx tradition, this was an attack that defines a rider. Schleck got many new fans that day! Unfortunately, the climb was probably 1 or 2k too long. You could see the energy running from him. Down the road a worried Evans hit the front and pursued Schleck like a man possessed (stunning effort). The failing Schleck up front and the fast pursuing Evans reduced the time but it still gave Schleck a great time advantage that would put him in Yellow…. NO, somehow, Voeckler attached himself to Evans and saved the yellow jersey by 15 seconds. An absolutely epic stage.

The nearly man becomes the man

Cadel Evans is a class act; no doubt. I have followed his career for some time, even his pre ‘road’ days when he was a world class Moutain Bike rider. The nearly man of the Tour finally fulfilled his promise on the penultimate day of the Tour when he rode out of his skin to dominate his rivals in the ultimate test, the individual time trial. With a tremendous amount of pressure on him, he pushed hard on the pedals, regained the time Andy Schleck had over him and then continued to put well over a minute into the second place of the podium. He was by far the strongest rider in the Tour and as he showed on the Galibier stage and more importantly on the Alpe D’Huez stage, he was able to ride hard and pull back riders. Had he not had a mechanical issue on stage 19 I think we may very well have seen in attacking instead of reducing his losses.

Brotherly Love

When you get a one / two on the podium of the Tour de France you have to think to yourself that it is only a matter of time before one of the brothers stands on top in 1st place with a yellow jersey on the shoulders. Odds would say that this will be Andy. He has two second places now. This year though Frank was looking strong. Certainly having that family bond within the same team means that they will both ride hard for each other. You can’t help but think though that Frank felt as though he had been ‘worked’ a little on the Galibier stage. Only time will tell.

The Future

I can’t help but think that the Tour is in a good place for the future. We have British talent a plenty and with Cavendish we have the potential for fantastic publicity. In addition to this, the Sky team goes from strength to strength. We lost Bradley Wiggins this year to a crash and s we can only speculate on what might have been.

The racing this year was much closer. This for me signifies that the tarnished reputation of drugs and cheating is being removed from the sport. We are not getting the heroic efforts of previous years where one rider seems to have the strength of ten. The riders are much closer together, the racing is harder and the margins are smaller. All good signs.

Without doubt, Tour de France riders are a breed unto themselves.

What other sport do we see a rider knocked off the road by a car to land in a barbed wire fence, get up, continue to ride.

What other sport do they hurl themselves down a narrow mountain decent in the wet at 60 miles per hour. Riding on the edge either trying to gain time or pull back lost time. Constantly on the edge.

The Tour is a spectacle. Long may it remain.