Saturday 23 July 2016

Pentland Skyline

I ran this route twice in 2015; once in Easter then later at the end of August. I decided it was time to try another attempt. With Strava I could compare the three attempts to check fitness levels.

The traditional Skyline route start and finishes at Hillend, passing over Caerketton and then Allermuir (twice). But all of my attempts were from Flotterstone, so ~3km shorter with one less hill. On the map it makes for a much more logical route.

Cloudy but warm at 19° I parked at Flotterstone at 4pm when the car park was starting to clear of day trippers. Shoes on, a final swig of water and the watch was started. 

The climb up Turnhouse was uneventful - 18mins, managed to run on anything that wasn't steep. No stop at the top, just passed straight over and down to the col and onto Carnethy. No stop, then down to the next col running fast on the descent feeling good. On the climb to Scald Law I was in the zone with my mind wandering. Dropping off Scald Law I passed a couple of women heading over from South Black Hill. Checked the watch - 49mins. I knew my last attempt took 68mins to West Kip, and was now certain I could beat that. I cranked up the pace over East Kip and horsed to West Kip in 58mins. Happy Days! 

Stopping for a break, I gobbled some peanuts and water before taking a couple of pictures


The view east from West Kip back along the ridge.
Dropping off West Kip,the segment fever grabbed me and I descended as fast as possible to the Drove Road getting a PB on the way. Just before reaching the track, I tripped on a tussock and fell head over heels into a bog. 

Onto the track, I continued the jog, passing a couple of walkers who I'd seen on the summit of West Kip earlier. Onto Hare Hill, still running everything I could until the path deteriorated into wet bogland and moss on the descent to Green Cleugh. I was expecting wet feet, but not as bad as this on the descent. Into Green Cleugh, the summer bracken guarded the rough mudside down to the marsh in the base of the pass. From above I had seen traces of squashed grass about 10m to the south of the wall-line and decided to follow it. Not a good plan - soon I was splashing knee deep through copper coloured watery mud to stumble onto the track on the far side. Oh the joys. 

Up through the avenue of bracken onto Black Hill and more knee deep heather slowing progress. The descent off Black Hill was not too bad, the path is improving until a couple of hundred metres above Den's Cleugh when it disappears and I had to weave a way through the bracken and flies. 

I climbed slow and steady onto Bell's Hill, starting to feel the pace now, 2hrs in. Plodded down to Maiden's Cleugh and over Harbour Hill. the descent to Phantom's Cleugh made my legs feel like jelly and the leap over one of the wee streams was an effort. 

At the summit of Capelaw, I collapsed to the ground for some more nuts & water 2hrs 22mins. 

I struggled to get going again for the run down to the Red Road and ascent to Allermuir. Really peching now. I knew my best time between Allermuir and Castlelaw was 11mins, didnt think that was under threat now as I slogged along the track over Fala Knowe past a cyclist coming up from Castlelaw Farm. 

On the final climb to Castlelaw I had to stop for a breather - unusual but allowed me to have a quick glance at the view and the kilometres under the feet. The red flag on the summit was blowing indicating activity at the firing range below. I descended the loose hill side to the track and jogged slowly down to the farm passing the hill fort. My knees and feet were hurting now. 

In the gloaming I spotted three or four groups of soldiers carrying large packs and weapons. Some were wearing coloured bibs, I guessed it was some sort of exercise. Through the gate behind the farm and then down to the tarmac at Glencorse. It was 2hr57min on the watch. I had thought the 3hr mark might be achievable so kept glancing at the watch on the final jog back to the car. 3hr01.


Wednesday 20 July 2016

Moffat Festival of Running 2016

I stumbled across this race on the excellent Scottish Running Guide directory (where I find most of my races!). Looking for something in July that would fit my schedule.

This one was advertised as a 15km 'hill' race as part of the annual gala celebrations in Moffat. I found a video on YouTube that displayed the course - it did look good fun:


With a 7.15pm start on a Tuesday evening, I could leave work at the end of the day and drive down the M74 in time. All looked good.

The day arrived and after an uneventful drive, arrived at Moffat one hour before the race start. I parked the car on the way into the town centre just before the kids' race passed by. I walked into the town centre to register and pick up my number before returning to the car to change out of my work clothes.

At 7pm I headed back towards The Ram, a famous statue in the high street that marked the start location. There was a noisy atmosphere with a lot of chatting and nervous laughter from other competitors. I soon noticed there was a good number of running vests around, more than other races this year. Many were club vests. "Aye Aye" I thought, a bit of a serious feel to this race...

At the start
There was a 5-4-3-2-1 countdown by a woman with a loudspeaker before a gala attendant blew a hooter for the start and off we went. As per usual, a cracking pace to begin up the high street north.

Soon enough we left the Edinburgh Road and onto the single track road towards Ericstane. The first mile clicked past - 6min35 - whoah too fast. But the field spread out and I found myself in a group of four; three men, one wearing Vibram Five Finger shoes slapping his way up the road. One woman keeping silent but with a graceful running style.

I tried hard to keep the pace, but gradually over the first 6km slipped back until I was alone in my reverie as we left the tarmac. The race itself is in three parts: from the entry central page: "the first 3.75 miles undulates with a subtle but gradual rise of 350 feet.  This is followed by the most challenging part of the route, just under one mile of steep track rising 550 feet.  Care should be taken here with the track being stony and uneven in places.  On reaching the top, there is a spectacular 4.6 mile downhill descent back into Moffat town centre on the A701."

The hill at Ericstane was definitely the crux of the route with everyone reduced to walking some sections. With the early evening sun low in the sky, we actually ascended into the light. I ran when I could, but could not sustain a pace much faster than walking. Eventually I could see the A701 ahead and salvation from the ascent.

Onto the tarmac again and DOWN!!! All the way back to Moffat. Athletes were all spaced widely which made for a pleasant run, but once again I suffered cramps in my right side which caused me to slow the pace.

A crowd surrounded the finish line which I crossed in 1hr 9mins. 58/218.