The West Highland Way Race was fast approaching, I didn't have anything planned for the longest day. I kept an eye on the Facebook page, there didn't seem to be the usual cries for help at the last minute. I started making plans for my own longest day run when the message came through. An appeal, a runner was on the verge of pulling out due to no crew or back-up. Well I certainly wasn't having that and immediately messaged Ian to offer my services.
Richard Whitaker from Leeds and no stranger to the Fling. This year he completed the Fling then flew to London to participate in the Marathon next day, an incredible feat of logistics and endurance. This was going to be his first WHW race and I was looking forward to meeting and crewing for him.
Green on green makes black and blue, it's a well known saying in the horse world. I was concerned, an entrant doing the WHW for the first time and a runner crewing for the first time could equal disaster. The rules say at least two members of support are required, experience was desperately required. Cue Angela Barron, an experienced marshal, support crew member, runner and race director, team Whitaker was complete.
Organising e-mails were sent between us all before meeting at the Premier Inn car park three hours before the race. My car was the support vehicle, driven by Angela so I could be support runner from Kinlochleven or Glencoe if required. With Richard already registered, we loaded the car and made for the train station, the atmosphere was electric with runners getting ready to take on 95 miles.
Richard was quiet but looked calm as we chatted to various runners and support before race briefing. We wished our runner well before finding a prime spot on the High Street to see runners pass. I must point out it did feel strange being on the other side, cheering runners through. I wished I was running the race but at the same time I was looking forward to crewing and looking after a runner.
Torches, up the steps they came cheered on, filmed and photographed as they headed north towards Fort William, in a couple of minutes they were gone. The street was eerily quiet as crews dispersed and made their way up the course. Angela and I went straight to Balmaha, not going to the Beach Tree and opting for some kip before Richard arrived.
The Oak Tree opened early for crew, egg rolls and coffee before heading out to meet Richard. The car park was full and a hive of activity as runners appeared for their first stop. I felt like an expectant father willing and waiting for Richard to arrive. Angela took notes at each checkpoint, a great idea so I'll put them on the post in blue -
Balmaha - In at 4.29am. Looking chirpy, had some Mueller Rice, a jaffa cake, some coke and took a bottle of water. Ditched the white top at this point and departed at 4.38am.
Richard teamed up with another runner from the start, Ruairidh whom he ran with at the Great Glen last year. Once the majority of runners went through it was time for another kip and coffee before heading up the course.
Bienglas Farm where I was on car park duty last year. This was a busy stop with awkward access but all was handled very efficiently by the marshals. We had time to spark up the stove and make something hot for Richard. I had two flasks so thought I would heat tomato soup and make coffee, one of the flasks which was previously used for lentil soup didn't look great inside so Angela went to the campsite to try and clean it. Not wanting to poison our runner, this flask was ditched and soup heated (wrong choice as Richard likes his coffee). It was time to walk up to the checkpoint, Angela was stationed at the gazebo and I stood waiting to guide our man to the checkpoint.
They arrived soon enough, I nipped to the cafe to fetch Richard a coffee while Angela fed him. By this time we were getting to know our runner and to say he was easy to crew for is an understatement. He was concerned for his support always asking if we were okay, we had to explain we were fine and there for his safety and to make sure he was okay.
Bienglas Farm - In at 9.49am. Checked runner had eaten at both drop bag checkpoints which he had. Had Mueller rice, a jaffa cake, coffee with milk and sugar, topped up supplies with water, mountain dew and cereal bar. First sock change here. Smiling and in good shape, departed at 10.02am.
We stayed a while, clapping runners through before packing up and heading off. Richard had thoughtfully provided running magazines to pass the time, I was surprised how little spare time there was while crewing, the magazines were never opened.
Auchtertyre Farm, well marshalled parking once more, in a field next to the trail. This was perfect for setting up camp and having a picnic before Richards arrival, I felt a bit guilty sitting in the sun.
Action stations, this is a weigh in checkpoint. We had the card ready and previously advised Richard not to worry about the weigh ins, just run his race as he normally would.
Auchtertyre - In at 12.18pm. Had pringles, nuts, jaffa cake, coffee with milk and sugar. Packed water, iced tea and a cereal bar. Still running and very positive. Departed 12.32pm.
Richard and Ruairidh were still running together, I began to think that if they stayed together Richard would not need a support runner from Kinlochleven and I would continue to crew till Fort William, but there was a long way to go. I asked Richard to meet us at the Bridge of Orchy Hotel car park, knowing how busy it can be at the checkpoint. Angela and I packed and headed north.
Richard is low on Mueller rice, the Green Welly does not stock it so we just have a coffee instead. The road out of Tyndrum is parallel to the West Highland Way where Angela blasted the horn to cheer on runners, most acknowledged with a wave. The Hotel car park was busy but we found a space and got into our routine once more, the stove was lit for making coffee. The WHW crosses a fast road to the checkpoint, Angela and I signalled runners when it was safe to cross before meeting our two.
Trench foot, or rather trench feet. I can relate and at this very checkpoint. Lashings of Sudocreme and a change of socks were required before Richard checked in and met Ruairidh. The sun was shining as we saw the runners off and returned to the car park.
Glencoe Ski Resort, time for another nap before seeing to our runner. This time Angela watched the trail while I got the car ready. There was a cool breeze despite the sunny spells, on arrival we wrapped Richard in a sleeping bag to keep his temperature up. This was the first full WHW for both runners and I knew sub 24 hours was possible for them. Not wishing to put pressure on, I advised they had seven hours to complete a marathon distance to do sub 24. Both Richard and Ruairidh were enjoying the event and would just take things as they came.
Glencoe - In at 5.37pm. Some Mueller rice (last tub), a ginger biscuit, jaffa cake and coffee with milk and sugar. Packed Irn Bru, coke and a cereal bar. A gel was taken before Glencoe as you felt yourself flagging a bit. Still in pretty good spirits and you had made great time. Jacket on and waterproof trousers into the back pack under instructions from Search and Rescue. Departed 5.54pm.
We packed the car and moved on to Kinlochleven, looking out for runners on the trail in the evening sun. With a bit of time to kill we refuelled at the Tailrace Inn which was very busy to say the least. I felt a bit guilty tucking into macaroni cheese while our runner was climbing the Devils Staircase.
It was getting near arrival time for our runners, this time I went out to look for the runners while Angela waited at the community centre. It was a midge fest as I stood waiting to guide our runners off the trail. Runners would appear way in the distance before getting closer where I could identify if ours. I applauded each one as they passed but there was no sign of Richard and Ruairidh. I was getting the anxious expectant father feeling again and this time I was expecting twins.
My phone rang, it was Angela advising they took a wrong turn and asked if I could make my way up the trail. I ran along the street before meeting a group of runners ahead and was relieved to see Richard and Ruairidh. Richard was suffering, his feet were needing attention. I phoned ahead with the news, Angela asked the doctor if he would do some patching up.
Kinlochleven - In at 8.46pm. A ginger biscuit, a coffee with milk and sugar. Forced to take your usual checkpoint jaffa cake. Not too interested in food by now. Doctor padded your blistered feet to get you through the last section and got fresh socks. Packed a Snickers, water and coke. You were still strong but felt you were slowing a bit and felt slower than Ruairidh. Departed 9.02pm.
It was here I was supposed to be support runner but very quickly decided against it. Richard and Ruairidh started the race together and were seeing each other through, they still looked strong and would obviously look out for each other on Lairig Mor and besides, two's company, three's a crowd.
We dropped bags off at the Premier Inn Fort William before making our way to the finish. We sat and applauded runners as they arrived, cheered on by support and family. It was like an ultra runners A & E. After the elation some managed to walk, others hobbled to waiting vehicles. Some needed to lie down, others needed a moment to recover. It was fascinating watching the finishers after 95 miles of hard graft but we needed our ones to arrive. The anxious feeling returned where I wished every runner arriving was ours. One o'clock came and went, under 24 hours it wouldn't be but we needed them back safe and sound. As the minutes ticked by I began to imagine the worst and regretted not support running. What if one was in trouble or someone was hurt. No news is good news, no phone calls meant we just had to wait for Richard and Ruairidh to arrive.
Finish - 1.47am!
24 hours 47 minutes, a well executed debut WHW run completed in a time I would be chuffed with, well done Richard and Ruairidh.
I can now see the attraction of being WHW support and can see why this is Skye's favourite race to crew. I came away with an accomplished feeling, as if I took part in the event. Thanks to the race organisers, marshals, volunteers, Angela and Richard, it was a great experience supporting a runner.
Week ending June 21st - Tues 3. Weekly total 3 miles.
Week ending June 28th - Tues 4, Wed 8, Thurs 3. Weekly total 15 miles.
Week ending July 05th - Tues 8, Wed 3, Fri 4. Weekly total 15 miles.
Week ending July 12th - Mon 3, Wed 8, Thurs 3, Sat 13, Sun 4. Weekly total 31 miles.
Week ending July 19th - Mon 6, Thurs 4, Sun 4. Weekly total 14 miles.
Week ending July 26th - Tues 6, Wed 10, Sat 23. Weekly total 39 miles.
Week ending August 02nd - Wed 10, Sun 8. Weekly total 18 miles.
The Deer Runner
The Deer Runner
Wednesday, 5 August 2015
Sunday, 14 June 2015
North Sea Trail Ultra
I took a while to recover from the DC110, a numb and tingly right leg needed some time off running. Coach lined up some DIY jobs, taking advantage of my lull in running. After doing a bit of joinery and plaster boarding I needed to get back out there, nice and easy at first before running some distance.
My 2015 in 2015 took a bit of a hit in May where I dropped below the monthly average for the first time. With no ultra races on the horizon I had to make up my own, The North Sea Ultra.
I've posted a run from Cruden Bay to Peterhead in the past, this time I wanted to follow the Nave Nortrail coastal path from Peterhead to Aberdeen. This would show off the beauty of the east coast perfectly. The weather wasn't too great, pretty dull and overcast with patches of light rain.
Saturday 13th June 0940 hours, The Lido at Peterhead where one runner turned up for the exclusive North Sea Trail Ultra.
The route passes the prison and reaches the coast within 1 mile.
The first of three sandy bays on this ultra.
The route passes through quaint fishing villages.
Boddam lighthouse and castle ruin.
It's not long before I'm up on high cliffs, Erosion is a problem on these paths with steep drops to rocks below.
There are some marker posts but they are old and not in good nick.
The track is varied as it winds it's way across the cliff tops.
I love the layout of the land, with wooden steps and rope handrails.
It's nesting season, the bird life is spectacular, birds dive and swoop to protect their young.
The cliff tops are littered with hundreds of broken seagull shells, the crows have had a feast.
Plenty of caves can be seen, accessed only by sea.
Longhaven quarry, deep and dangerous water.
Slains castle comes into view.
Another steep drop at the path edge, I walk these sections.
Even on a dull day, the flora and views are spectacular.
The famous Bullers of Buchan.
The haunting cliff top ruin of Slains Castle.
Cruden Bay, 12 miles in. Time for a nutritious shake and boiled egg.
Cruden Bay, the second of three sandy beaches.
The cliff top path to Whinnyfold is narrow with steep drops. Sheep and lambs are here and threaten to jump off when I approach. Not wishing to cause carnage, I have no choice but enter the field to Whinnyfold which cuts off around half a mile of coastline.
It's a road section from Whinnyfold to Collieston. There is an old castle ruin on the coast before Collieston but I need to pass through a farm to reach the coast. Not wanting to have a run in with farmers or dogs I just continue along the road to Collieston.
Another quaint village with an ice cream shop. No cones for me today as I pass through on my way to Newburgh.
Forvie Nature reserve, a magical spot for wild life.
Hackley Bay, a lovely remote piece of paradise, the trail skirts round the cliff top.
I follow the path inland, Forvie sands has a no go area during the summer to protect nesting birds. I need to cross the Ythan on the road bridge which is a wee bit inland.
Ythan estuary from the road bridge, the tide is in.
After 23 miles I'm dehydrated and have no energy, A shake and boiled egg have not been enough. I sit on a bench and have my lunch before heading to the shop.
I buy water and a litre of chocolate milk before heading off.
Ythan estuary meets the North Sea. Hundreds of seals are basking at the other side of the river. Their ghost sounds are haunting.
The third sandy bay run of this ultra, a full eight miles all the way to Bridge of Don. On a clear day, Aberdeen can be seen in the distance.
Eight miles of sloping sand plays havoc on the joints. The sand is soft in some places which saps the energy. The city can be seen but doesn't seem to get closer.
The finish line of this ultra can be seen about six miles away, it's Aberdeen harbour tower.
Bridge of Don, heavy rain starts. I phone Coach asking for a lift from the finish. In land once again to cross the river Don at the road bridge.
Aberdeen Bay, almost done. My Suunto battery runs out at 34.5 miles.
The harbour tower and finish line, approximately 36 miles from Peterhead.
A spectacular and diverse ultra run with great scenery, I'll be back next year.
Week ending 31st May - 0 miles.
Week ending 07th June - Mon 4, Sun 6. Weekly total 10 miles.
Mon 4, Thurs 5, Sat 36. Weekly total 45 miles.
My 2015 in 2015 took a bit of a hit in May where I dropped below the monthly average for the first time. With no ultra races on the horizon I had to make up my own, The North Sea Ultra.
I've posted a run from Cruden Bay to Peterhead in the past, this time I wanted to follow the Nave Nortrail coastal path from Peterhead to Aberdeen. This would show off the beauty of the east coast perfectly. The weather wasn't too great, pretty dull and overcast with patches of light rain.
Saturday 13th June 0940 hours, The Lido at Peterhead where one runner turned up for the exclusive North Sea Trail Ultra.
The route passes the prison and reaches the coast within 1 mile.
The first of three sandy bays on this ultra.
The route passes through quaint fishing villages.
Boddam lighthouse and castle ruin.
It's not long before I'm up on high cliffs, Erosion is a problem on these paths with steep drops to rocks below.
There are some marker posts but they are old and not in good nick.
The track is varied as it winds it's way across the cliff tops.
I love the layout of the land, with wooden steps and rope handrails.
It's nesting season, the bird life is spectacular, birds dive and swoop to protect their young.
The cliff tops are littered with hundreds of broken seagull shells, the crows have had a feast.
Plenty of caves can be seen, accessed only by sea.
Longhaven quarry, deep and dangerous water.
Slains castle comes into view.
Another steep drop at the path edge, I walk these sections.
Even on a dull day, the flora and views are spectacular.
The famous Bullers of Buchan.
The haunting cliff top ruin of Slains Castle.
Cruden Bay, 12 miles in. Time for a nutritious shake and boiled egg.
Cruden Bay, the second of three sandy beaches.
The cliff top path to Whinnyfold is narrow with steep drops. Sheep and lambs are here and threaten to jump off when I approach. Not wishing to cause carnage, I have no choice but enter the field to Whinnyfold which cuts off around half a mile of coastline.
It's a road section from Whinnyfold to Collieston. There is an old castle ruin on the coast before Collieston but I need to pass through a farm to reach the coast. Not wanting to have a run in with farmers or dogs I just continue along the road to Collieston.
Another quaint village with an ice cream shop. No cones for me today as I pass through on my way to Newburgh.
Forvie Nature reserve, a magical spot for wild life.
Hackley Bay, a lovely remote piece of paradise, the trail skirts round the cliff top.
I follow the path inland, Forvie sands has a no go area during the summer to protect nesting birds. I need to cross the Ythan on the road bridge which is a wee bit inland.
Ythan estuary from the road bridge, the tide is in.
After 23 miles I'm dehydrated and have no energy, A shake and boiled egg have not been enough. I sit on a bench and have my lunch before heading to the shop.
I buy water and a litre of chocolate milk before heading off.
Ythan estuary meets the North Sea. Hundreds of seals are basking at the other side of the river. Their ghost sounds are haunting.
The third sandy bay run of this ultra, a full eight miles all the way to Bridge of Don. On a clear day, Aberdeen can be seen in the distance.
Eight miles of sloping sand plays havoc on the joints. The sand is soft in some places which saps the energy. The city can be seen but doesn't seem to get closer.
The finish line of this ultra can be seen about six miles away, it's Aberdeen harbour tower.
Bridge of Don, heavy rain starts. I phone Coach asking for a lift from the finish. In land once again to cross the river Don at the road bridge.
Aberdeen Bay, almost done. My Suunto battery runs out at 34.5 miles.
The harbour tower and finish line, approximately 36 miles from Peterhead.
A spectacular and diverse ultra run with great scenery, I'll be back next year.
Week ending 31st May - 0 miles.
Week ending 07th June - Mon 4, Sun 6. Weekly total 10 miles.
Mon 4, Thurs 5, Sat 36. Weekly total 45 miles.
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