Billed as ‘Possibly the best, and generally the longest time-wise, of the mid-week Bog and Burn races’ I was expecting a challenge, full body cover was required so I went prepared with map and compass. The map I had printed wasn’t correct as the course had been altered slightly to follow the red route on the map above, but this was made clear at registration. As it was an evening race I toyed with the idea of putting my head torch in my pack just in case but then decided this was probably overdoing it. As it happened the visibility was great apart from a slight bit of cloud at the top of Ben Cleuch and I was never alone on the hill. I was glad of this as someone had made the ill advised decision to wear a bright orange morph suit plus a mask which I found a little disturbing and had I met him alone in the mist I might well have freaked out and used my whistle. The race begins on a uphill so there isn’t much time to warm up before you are puffing and panting your way up the track towards Ben Cleuch. There was 157 runners competing and the track very quickly narrows so you need to settle in at the pace of those around you running and walking according to the terrain. There are a couple of points where I found myself clambering over rocks and there is a very pretty little stream to cross near the beginning. As you gain more height the path opens up and allows for some overtaking but I was happy to go at a fast walk until the hillside levelled out a bit. At this point I was able to run again and as you near the summit you are passed by the faster runners in the opposite direction, I saw Gillian Cairns looking strong as ever. The hills were quite peaty with some boggy sections where you need to choose your route carefully. The route undulates but most of the uphill is done in the first section, before you know it you reach Andrew Gannel hill. I made use of any ascents to take a drink of water as it was pretty mild weather. The views were fantastic back towards Tillicoultry and there is a nice section of running on a gentle downhill which I particularly enjoyed, I was thinking what a nice way to spend a wednesday evening. As I headed towards the steep downhill section Chris Downie went flying past me saying this was the part he had been looking forward to. Well this was the part I had been dreading as I have had a few falls recently and was feeling nervous. Sure enough a few people passed me as I tentatively made my way to the finish. There a couple of routes through the ferns and I tried to take what looked like the most straightforward and hoped it would bring me out at the right point. I think they mostly join up at the end so it probably didnt matter which one you chose. At the bottom my fellow harriers were being eaten alive by midgies so we headed straight back to the cars.

Results:
40 01:05:19 Mike Brooks
41 01:05:22 Rob Wilson
79 01:13:24 Gillian Cairns
134 01:25:33 Chris Downie
140 01:27:29 Sadie Kemp

I camped at Aviemore and a fellow runner gave me a lift over to Braemar which took a good hour and a half. The weather was very wet in the morning and I was glad by the time we got to jthe start it had eased. The race begins at the old police station and we got our numbers there and had our kit check done. After a quick brief we were off. the weather improved and after the first mile I was too hot and struggled to remove my waterproof and stuff it into my backpack as runners streamed by me. The first few miles are on road and allow you to warm into the run. Soon you cross a bridge and on to trail. It’s a pleasant run through the trees and out onto more open ground and the start of the Lairig Grhu. At this point the terrain becomes more difficult with some boggy bits and the path narrows and becomes rockier.

The route begins to climb towards more dramatic scenery and there is a river to wade through. Some people were stopping to wring out their socks but this was futile as much of the coming route was waterlogged. The path was increasingly difficult leading up to the boulder field. I was glad to get there as it meant I could walk with no guilt. I was tiring by this time and although I had been eating cereal bars and taking gels I was feeling a bit light headed. At the other side of the boulder field I began to try to run a bit but fell a couple of times and cut my knees. I was feeling pretty sorry for myself and another runner asked if I was ok as there was blood streaming from my knees. I had run out of fluids by then and stopped at a stream to fill my water bottles and this along with the awesome views lifted my spirits. I hobbled on and the path became less rocky as I headed into the forest. I was able to pick up speed and was enjoying the downhill.

Navigation was pretty straightforward with only one crossroad which was signposted for Aviemore. As I came into Coylumbridge there was water being handed out which I was very glad of. Billy and the boys were there and Michael ran the last couple of miles with me which really helped. As I ran through the town there was shouts of encouragement and I reached the Mountain cafe in 5hrs 29 mins. I was just glad to be finished within the 6hr limit. This has to be the hardest race I have attempted and I wasn’t prepared for how little of it was runnable for me. The marshalling of the race is kept to a minimum and the course is unmarked but I didn’t have any problems, runners are expected to be self sufficient apart from a couple of water stations early on. A very rewarding experience and a fantastic challenge in an incredible location.

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This was definitely the hardest hill run I have ever attempted and in terms of mph, the slowest. However, I can still almost walk today and am quite chuffed at having survived without any permanent damage (so far) and I am feeling quite ‘achieved’.

The Arrochar Alps epic is about 15 miles in length and starting from Arrochar (to the west of Loch Lomond) takes in four munros – Ben Vorlich, Ben Vane, Beinne Ime and Beinne Narnain. Being some of the furthest south munros, they are quite grassy except near the tops but are exceedingly steep and the climbs are monstrous.

I had originally planned to do the Glenshee 9, but it doesn’t seem to be organised this year, and the ‘next best’ run was obviously Arrochar. I had also planned to do some more proper hill walking in preparation, but had managed only Ben More and Stob Binnein back in April. I found to my cost that running even 14 miles in the Pentlands on a few Saturdays is not adequate training for these huge mountains.

Anyway, after a longish drive via Glasgow of 1 hour 45 mins, I arrived at the Arrochar car park and looked around for the sign-on. Amongst the scores of hill walkers I located a runner-looking type who told me that sign-on was back in the Community Hall. Not bad, £10 for an on-the-day entry. I filled two small bottles with Carbo drink, one with just water and stuck them in my rucsac along with two gels and the usual kit required for hill races – the most important being map and compass. The weather forecast was quite good, but looking up at the hills, I couldn’t see any tops due to mist, and what I could see seemed an awful long way up.

I didn’t bother with much of a warmup for such a long run and actually just walked the 200 yards to the start. With only about 40 runners, the count-through was nice and brief and kit check even briefer, and just after 11 am, we were on our way. The first 4 miles we headed north along a very pleasant flattish trail and then tarmac road to within half a mile of the Loch Sloy dam. We then turned right up a pretty steep track leading up to the first munro. The track degenerated into a steep, soggy, grassy climb which went on for ages. The scenery opened up gradually, but we still couldn’t see any tops. At last I could see the runner in front disappear over a lump and the terrain thankfully changed into a drier, rockier and less steep path winding up to the summit. We by-passed the trig point and continued on to the real summit, a third of a mile to the north in the mist. Runners were now coming back down and I counted about thirteen going past (not that I’m competitive).

I couldn’t see anything at the summit cairn, but one down, three to go. Back down the path and I knew that I would have turn sharp right downwards to find the dam. I must have overshot a bit, as I could see the runner behind me galloping down a hundred yards to my right. He looked as though he knew where he was going so I converged on his line. Ah, there was the dam! We arrived at the same time and crossed the bridge beneath as the dam top was closed. It transpired that he had done the race a couple of times before so I thought that keeping up with him for as long as possible would take the pressure off navigation.

This was definitely not the tourist route up Ben Vane and we just went straight up again. It was incredibly steep, slippery, wet and with numerous crags to avoid. I was grateful to follow the expert and listened carefully to his tips on later parts of the route. Two thirds of the way up another runner passed us and I stupidly tagged on to him and left my helpful guide behind. The top was again very misty and I had to resort to map and compass. I hadn’t done this for a while and I was quite apprehensive, but struck off downwards on a westerly bearing. The other runner started off slightly more northerly, but I stuck to my own route. The descent was quite technical and very uneven – not much galloping. As the mist cleared I spent a few minutes again with the map picking out crags and streams and then headed down to Gleann Uaine. By this time my legs were burning and starting to get wobbly. Ah, a group of people! With all this map-reading, my ‘guide’ had caught up and all three of us arrived at this small bunch of marshals at the same time.

The route up Beinn Ime was a bit more obvious with a large corrie and ridge to our left and a well defined gully leading up to the summit ridge. And I could see a couple of specs of other runners up above. It was not quite so steep this time but no less endless and the snow patches had recently melted leaving soggy mats of brown slippery grassy stuff. After another huge slog and grovel up the steep gully, we arrived on the ridge and made for our third misty summit. I was getting severely tired at this point and beginning to wonder whether a fourth munro was realistic.

At the top, I saw the runner in front disappear back down in the mist, but I still got out the map to check the SSE bearing and slurped down a gel. I was half way through my rations so had probably judged it right. Three down, one to go!

On the way down the legs started to cramp. Although I had added a few drops of concentrated electrolyte (very salty water to you and me) to my water bottles, I had an attack of paranoia and actually took a sook directly from the bottle of electrolyte. Yeaauuk! But magically after only a few minutes, no twinges of cramp! The descent this time was a lot less steep, but still too uneven to blast down comfortably.

At the bottom stood an orange tent and some cheerful-looking marshals who enquired as to my well-being and how I had found it so far. I said OK (not exactly true) and apologised for being so slow and doddery. Conscious of my cramping legs I stuck a few more drops of salt into my last water bottle and set off for the last hill. The west side of Beinn Narnain is far more straightforward with a firmer path and not particularly steep. (It must have been even mistier one year as one runner had gone up The Cobbler by mistake!) But by now everything was very sore, including my back, and it was still a painfully slow slog. Phew, at last the top! But again frustratingly misty and I couldn’t see a thing.

The last descent is pretty much SE towards a plantation above Arrochar, but it was probably the most technical of them all – starting off steep and very rocky and becoming horribly boggy, slippery and bouldery, not helped by very wobbly legs. Then that painful transition from hillside to forest track and a mere one and a half miles to survive to the finish.

It had taken me a record 4 hours 48 minutes but at least I could still walk. The timekeeper at the finish noticed my Penicuik Harriers vest and enquired after Bill. Unfortunately I have forgotten his second name – Drew somebody! The winning time was an incredible 3 hours 21 and puts things into perspective (results on Scottish Hill Runners). Well, a good excuse to go and do some munro-bagging.

Many thanks to Westerlands CCC, the organiser and marshals for a highly memorable event.

Duncan Ball.

I didn’t manage along to this race last year, but those who ran it last time said it was a great short race, so I was really glad to run it this time. Just three hilly Harriers – me, Rob and Chris, travelled to Largo in the gorgeous weather. As usual I was running late and almost forgot my shoes, which just added to my pre-race nerves. We arrived with plenty time for warm up and stretching, (and for me, time to worry about what might lie ahead!). It was a good turnout this year, with 75 runners starting. Thankfully there was a little bit of cloud cover so it wasn’t too hot. We were assured in the pre – race briefing that the route was a straightforward out and back and was well marshalled, which was a relief for me as I had the ‘getting lost’ fear too!

We started up a short tarmac hill and were then quickly off the road and on to a trail which was very runnable, and then our first stream crossing. After that, my memory is as usual a little vague, but I just stuck with my default setting of ‘run fast, keep sight of another lady runner and pass her if you can’. We carried on through a field and then I pretty much disappeared into eye – height grass on either side of a very narrow path. Eventually it opened up as we ran up an initially gradual incline and then up a steeper hill to the foot of the Law. Then my favourite bit – the uphill! I don’t know why, but this is always the bit I find the most enjoyable – probably the change of pace after the fast run. However, I realised pretty quickly that the downhill was going to be a bit steep for my liking.

I had managed to pass the lady I’d been chasing, and then I spotted Rob a couple of places in front – a pleasant surprise, but to be short lived because then came the downhill. What can I say other than that I didn’t fall, and I was only passed by two folk, frankly a miracle with my cautious downhill approach! Rob quickly disappeared from sight, and I met Chris on his way up. My legs felt pretty done by the time I was down but I had sight of the lady who’d passed me again and I caught her as we moved into the flat ground again. Then I was basically a mad fast run all the way back, past a very nice family providing water and a very welcome soaking with their hose, and through the two stream crossings. The final sprint down the road to the finish was tough on the legs but made for a fast finish.

Great race – fast, mostly very runnable and lots of encouragement from the lovely marshals. I was very happy to be placed 2nd lady – or was that Rob?! :-). Good company and a fab way to spend an afternoon!

13th Rob Wilson 56:10
16th Gill Cairns 57:40
49th Chris Downie 1:08:37

At 7.2kms with 480m of climb, this is a surprisingly tough little race. I last ran this back in 2009 when it was a “2” hill race of 5.5kms (400m) and the new route is a nice improvement as it adds in some runnable sections.

Conditions: almost no wind and once the clouds cleared, it was hot. 21 degrees. Too hot!

Harriers in attendance: Me and newbie Sean Swindells.

Eildons “3” Race route

The route starts with a quick loop around a small park within Melrose before heading eastwards along the high street and then southwards under the main A road. Soon after the route takes a sharp left between some buildings, down some steps and up through woodlands to the south of the town. Initially the path is a series of wooden steps covered in chicken wire which is just dandy for your studs. Once leaving the wood, the route opens up and there is a slow steady climb for about half a kilometre before the beginning of the main steep climb up the 1^st main peak. This steep narrow path is bounded by gauze allowing no chance to pass anyone at this point. I was directly behind 2^nd lady at this point and with sweat pouring into my eyes, my memory of this section is a little blurry but it was a tough climb.

A sharp 90 degree right turn on the 1^st peak heads you SW down to the saddle between the two main Eildon peaks. This is fast and just lovely to get the legs going. Contouring around to the SE of the 2^nd main Eildons peak allows one to finally get into a nice rhythm although the heather on either side of the path does not make overtaking easy. The climb up to the new southern peak is relatively tame and I managed to pass quite a few people between these two peaks. From the southern peak, the route then heads north for another fast section until the final climb up the final hill. Admittedly, by this point, my legs were starting to fatigue, but the climb did not feel as bad as the 1^st peak. The descent is quite gnarly and the track is more scree-like than path, but once down at the saddle the route is plain sailing back down towards the town. Fast – with two Carnethy dudes and 2^nd lady (who I had passed earlier) breathing down my neck. Alas the Carnethy boys passed me, but I did cross the line as 2^nd lady! 🙂

69 runners.

24^th: Rob – 00:47:28

67^th: Sean – 01:09:35 (well under Bill’s 80 minute prediction)

This will make a great Grand Prix race for next year

Rob

Sorry Sean – could not find any pictures of you.

This was a first for me and I really enjoyed the event. It is held on the East Linton gala day and the gala queen sounded the horn to start the race, which was a lovely touch. There was plenty going on including stalls and a stage where singing and bagpipes could be heard to keep you occupied while waiting for the race to start. The route is a gradual climb taking you through the woods and through a river (you will get wet!) and along the riverbank to Traprain law, where we clambered over the rocks to reach the top. Then down the steep side of the Law and back along the edge of fields and through the trees again back to the start. There are some road sections so trail rather than hill shoes are probably best. The paths are quite narrow in places with tree roots here and there one of which I tripped on and did a superman fall grazing my knees and getting a bit muddy. Its a small race with only 72 runners, maybe because it clashes with Durisdeer. Worth a wee trip through though. (Thanks to Bob Marshall and Dunbar running club for the action shots)

Results:
13 Stuart Sanderson 0:44:10
53 Sadie Kemp 0:55:51

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Lovely to see so many Harriers in this race on such a beautiful evening!
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The route was changed slightly from the website due to the Promenade being busy so most of the race was ran on the beach. The tide was quite far out so the sand was quite compacted and we didnt have to jump over the wooden groynes. The weather was glorious sunshine with quite a strong wind. There was plenty of juice and cakes afterwards. Thanks to Bob Marshall for the action shots. A very fun race 🙂

I came in place 39 in 32.19, fourth female 🙂
Michael came in 52 in 34.10.

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This is a fast race with a lot of club runners, the description on the website is: ‘the route is on the open winding starting from the end of Turnhouse Road and circling Turnhouse Golf Course and Cammo. There is a fast downhill start before doubling almost towards the town and round Cammo, a good uphill is quickly followed by a sharp downturn in the road to the 3mile mark. Just before the 4 mile mark there is another incline before the course drops to a fast finish just off Turnhouse Road’. There seemed to be more uphill than down, but maybe thats just me 😉

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Results:

50 31:51:00 Derek Newport 50M
54 32:05:00 Duncan Ball 50M
72 33:29:00 Amy Kerr 40W
104 36:04:00 Michael Greens SM
116 37:13:00 Sadie Kemp SW
124 37:56:00 Ian Forrest 60M
129 38:36:00 Pamela Newport 50W
134 39:37:00 Tracy Philp 40W
149 42:26:00 Rachel McGavin SW
160 45:26:00 Julie Young 40W

Team results :
men:
9 Penicuik Harriers 208 Derek Newport Duncan Ball Michael Greens
women:
4 Penicuik Harriers 379 Sadie Kemp Pamela Newport Tracy Philp

Very well done to Amy Kerr for winning the W40 category, even though she was wearing a Portobello top! 🙂

Purely in running terms, Sunday was not a great day for me. Some things were within my control and others not. Quite simply, I found it flippin’ hard work and to be absolutely truthful, I was far more relaxed and devoid of any stress on the Fling which was double the length and on considerably harder ground and with huge elevation. Of course that this was just 5 weeks ago, may have something to do with all this. And then there was the wind – those who were there all testify that the constant headwind with big gusts over the last 7 miles or so were a big challenge. And so it was that while I did come in much when I thought I would, there was most definitely nowt left. And then I remembered I had to cycle more than 5 miles to get back to the car and yes, you’ve guessed it . . . it was uphill and into the wind – lol !

But wait, I’m always an optimist and there was an awful lot to enjoy about the weekend – there was (in no particular order):

• a fantastic AYE Club annual dinner and pre-race photograph with our Everpresent running legend guest, Chris Finill
• a great buzz amongst the crowds of runners at the start
• dryness – I never got rained on
• lots of sunshine
• the pleasure of running 5 miles with Jules
• cheers at Joppa from my mother, Aileen and Jennifer (who had made amazing flapjacks)
• big hugs from Gilly
• a huge boost from the ever inspiring Susie not just on the way out but again on the way back!
• waves to and from loads of marathon and relay Harriers
• much needed support from the likes of Gillian and many others
• the opportunity to wear my Harriers vest with pride
• the (very small) consolation that I was not last in my age group (403/555)
• the realisation that I am still in the AYE Club
• not one, but two huge bacon rolls waiting for me back at my sisters house

And if all that was not enough, I even stopped to do a very small amount of work along the way (checking that two runners who were flat on their backs were indeed only suffering from cramp – thankfully).

And finally, I had the chance today to have a wee rummage in the ‘Bling Box’ and say hello to my 16 marathon medals – as ever folks, Run and Become / Relentless Forward Progress!

Congratulations to all the Harriers who took part – I know Dave is compiling the stats (subject to verification of course) but I think the story so far is (usual apologies to anyone I have missed):

Full Marathon:

• Tim Darlow 2hr 58m 30s
• Sadie Kemp 3hr 39m 13s
• Mike McCombe 3hr 49m 49s
• Mark Dawson 3hr 54m 14s
• Tracy Philp 3hr 56m 28s
• Chris Burns 4hr 45m 37s
• Sean Swindells 4hr 48m 32s
• Vicky Doc Lyon 5hr 08m 14s

Half Marathon:

• Louise Campbell 1hr 45m 43s
• Ezmie McCutcheon 1hr 52m 57s
• Mike Philp 1hr 56m 20s
• Michelle Cooper 2hr 29m 27s

Relay Teams (the following names were Harriers who were part of these teams whose numbers were made up up by others):

• Rob Wilson

• Fran Jones
• Pam Newport
• Julie Young

I had thought about doing this for some time.

Only downside to any Ultra is the rather boring, time consuming long runs in training. Reckoned with my new employment status,I wouldn’t have any shortage of time.

The day arrived, a very full one at that.Up at 0345, quick nudge for Mrs B, who was doing the initial driving so, I could wolf my porridge down on route.
Arrived at Spittal of Glenshee just after 0600 in plenty time for the 0700 start.

The route is a circular one, of 55 miles,7500 feet of ascent,the northern limit being the Spittal southern, Blairgowrie,with 6 checkpoints- feeding stations to go.through.The route is on well marked paths and winds its way through  a beautiful part of the country, oh and pretty runnable, other than the hilly bits!

Quick briefing and off we went, I ran the first hour with one of my former colleagues, who regaled me with his horror tales of the spine race, he completed in January, 270 miles non stop of the Pennine Way in the depth of Winter, boy did I feel inadequate.

Neil and I then went our separate ways and in no time the rhythm of a long day kicked in, bit of music, natter to a fellow runner, bit of food, bit of scenery.

The weather stayed kind if cold, although second half seemed to be into a headwind I ran hat and gloves on most of the way,

Felt a bit iffy in the middle part, and a section before the last checkpoint.

Recovered at the last checkpoint at Enochdhu, and felt quite good for the major hill of the day, 4 mile slog up to the bealach. Made a bit of time up and from the top saw the Spittal, 2 miles and 1000 feet below, quick look at the watch, hey, could get under 11 hours if I went for it so race face on eyeballs out and went for it.

Got to the foot Mrs B jumping about cheering me on gave me the final push, over the line in 10.56.

Hobbled up to Bunkhouse for a shower and some great food.Then home.

Now that was a day out!

Would have stayed, but crazily jumped on a plane to Cyprus the next day!!

We had a lovely harriers road trip through to Kinghorn in Fife for this race in Suzie Maxwell’s car. This was the first year they were using chip timing, we got a tag to attach to our shoes along with our numbers. This didnt work that well as Michael didnt get his time straight away and had to wait while the organisers trawled through video to find his finishing position. They got there in the end and he now has it. This is a wonderful fun event, its tough for the distance as it starts and finishes on an uphill and running over the sand is very tiring. You also get a bit wet running over the beach, being chased as the tide comes in, so not one for your best trainers. A bonus to this event is the bottle of beer at the end of it. 🙂

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MICHAEL GREENS 33.26
SADIE KEMP 36:46
TRACY PHILP 37:42
RACHEL MCGAVIN 38:49
SUSIE MAXWELL 38:54
MICHAEL PHILP 39:33
DANIEL GREENS 43:46

Finishers: 1024

A truck load of harriers headed to Peebles for this race. It was great to see so many of us there and for some it was their first hill race. This race is a great introduction to hill racing, the weather was ideal for running and the atmosphere relaxed. The race begins with a lap of the grassy area by the river, we could see our very own Rob Wilson leading the pack. Then its a short stretch of road running before the trail begins up through the woods. The path becomes quite steep and many of us began doing some fast walking as the running became more difficult. Then its out onto the hill proper, through the heather. The ascent to the top is more gentle in parts and allows for some running. I was just wondering why Chris Downie wasn’t doing the race when I saw him at the top of the hill with his camera. Then it was everyones favourite part, the downhill, there are a couple of gates to deal with but other than that just some very enjoyable running as you head back to the finish. It was lovely to see Bill’s smiling face at the finish where he was helping with the times. Stuart won a prize for 3rd vet and he was also 6th in the race I think, Gillian also won a prize, but she wasn’t sure why. There was beer generously handed out to many of the harriers as we had such a good turnout. Thanks to Moorfoots for a wonderful race and well done to all who took part, both running and supporting.

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Thanks to all who took part in today’s 10k Road Race – and finally, despite a worryingly damp morning, some pretty good weather and more importantly, running (and marshaling!) conditions. Well done and thanks to everyone – runners, marshals, supporters and everybody who gave up their time to make it happen.

Results are now online at http://penicuikharriers.org.uk/10k-road-race/10k-race-results/.

Category winners are also online here http://penicuikharriers.org.uk/10k-road-race/10k-race-results/race-results-category-winners/

Some video of the start and finish will follow shortly, however, in the meantime, the inescapable Bob Marshall has already uploaded his as-usual-superb photos which can be found here https://picasaweb.google.com/113562417702657933373/Penicuik10K2015. Thanks Bob!

Thanks again and see you all next year

Susie, Race Organiser

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PS Note to Gavin Lawrie – apologies, but we inadvertently gave you #84 when you should be been #64, so your results are listed under #64 (the real #84 was Anthony Bateman). If you would like your 64, please get in touch and I’ll send it to you! Apologies also to Anthony who had to struggle by with a handwritten number ;o)

The 32nd Penicuik 10km Road Race

9th May 2015 :: Start Time 2:15pm

Online entries are closed but you can still enter on the day.

Arrive at Penicuik High School between 12noon and 1.30pm to do this.
http://penicuikharriers.org.uk/10k-road-race/road-race-details/