The 7.30-ers decided to do a bluebell run. With the first aid kit being returned to Big Al, I warned David to be careful, as last time the kit was here it was required to patch him up after a wire trip.
We set off up Observatory Hill, it was hard work (strava segment) and then wound our way through the broom to the duck pond before climbing to the hermitage. A lovely woody run and then the tennis courts. Both sides of Braid Burn Park and then across Comiston Road and along to the Bluebell Wood. I reckon we were a week early for the full magnificence!
After a quick run across the junior golf course we ascended the Blackford Quarry Arete, I suggested straight home but was overruled by a load of summiteers , so it was Blackford Summit and then home.
3 of the 7 of us completed the run with a quick beer at Leslie’s.
5.5 miles in 62 minutes moving time, pacey for the easy run!
By the way, the first aid kit jinx hit me as I tripped on a root and sprawled across the Hermitage. I decided to keep all my wounds on show, but I now have a lovely crack in my garmin watch face!
But we are the slow group, we start half an hour later, we start at hole 10. It was on.
Hayley was happy as she had been disappointed to not have golf coursed the week before, She left her head torch behind and we headed up Observatory Road. Digby was a special guest with his svelte self leading the way chased by Moira. I was gasping behind.
After Regrouping we headed for the 10th and did our usual tee to green, avoiding one golfer in the gloaming on the 11th green. With the undulations of the 16th leading to the valley of the 17th it was getting dark. The night vision golfer chipping on to the 18th green was a surprise!
We headed back across the Junior Golf Course and Graigmillar Park for a 5 miler in 70 minutes, Not Bad!
This is the longest of the easy runs we do but although we do a summit it is all runnable. I was outsprinted to the top by Moira and the rest soon followed.
The route back took us on the south side of the Hermitage and round the south of Blackford to find that the social 7o’clockers had already been and gone, Slackers.
It was a lovely night for a run, the 7 O’clockers had headed off at some pace and in good numbers and 8 of us were ready for an easy run to the Craiglockharts.
It was lovely running over the golf course, but Richard’s torch wouldn’t go on so he was keeping close by. At the Observatory we headed north and went onto the contouring path which winds its way through the Gorse and Broom. Heather and I were at the front and I could hear the gaggle of chatter behind me. I stopped for a regroup as we reached the main path. There was no Richard. Where was the poor torchless Chandler. The dutyful wife, accompanied by Lindsey, went back and we waited, and waited, and waited. I phoned Sandra who was at the Observatory by now and she was beginning to worry. We decided to regroup and go back to KB. As Heather, Hayley and I set off a torch came into sight. We had found the lost soul, with a now sorted torch.
Thoughts of Craiglockarts by now gone we visited all the summits of Blackford and the Golf Course Corner. We had to make 4 miles for Hayley’s fit bit counter. A lovely run 4.2 miles with a 20 minute rest after the first mile. Next time we are going to set off roped together!