A Report from the Winners
To be honest, I was a bit nervous in the fortnight
leading up to this, as snow and rain lashed Northern
Scotland. Back in Gairloch in 2010 we had sunbathed
at the half way camp, and the temperature overnight
was 12 degrees. Now the forecast was for snow showers
and hard frosts, but at least light winds. We drove
up on the Friday, had a look at the campsite and
selected a pitch in the Beinn Eighe visitor centre
to spend the night (an advantage of a big car and
removable seats).
The morning dawned as cold as we had expected, and
having demisted the car we set off to the official
car park and a brisk walk to a leisurely 8.30 ish start.
The map showed checkpoints to the North and South of
Loch Maree, with a boat trip looking likely, not least
because of a “strict” 5.30 cut off time at the end
of day one. Katy Boocock had pointed the Adventure
Show cameras at us because Jacqui was the only female
in the A class, but the start line was a confusing
place for our first interview, and I hope they stopped
filming as we ran off up the wrong hill and had to
sneak off down the valley.
The course for day one was one of the best I have run
in twenty years of Mountain Marathons, and by far the
best I have run in Britain. We passed over a high shoulder
of Slioch before heading North to Lochan Fada, with
magnificent views up past Ben Lair, then North again
and heading out almost to Carnmore before passing South
over the ridge again and round to Letterewe, where
a camera crew and a short wait for the boat were waiting.
Then a brisk walk took us to the breezy and tussocky
campsite at the foot of the path to Beinn Eighe.
At this point we discovered that Sam and Andy, the
run away favourites, had misplaced a knoll (probably
because they were going so fast), and instead of scraping
into the one hour chasing start, we found ourselves
narrowly leading the race. And so we had another chat
with the nice people from the telly, admitting that
we were very surprised to find ourselves in this position
after an accurate but steady day, and that the chances
of keeping our place were pretty slim.
The night was as cold as we expected, with a brisk
hail shower just before we needed to get up. Luckily
we now had another 8.30 start, and the bacon butties
of the morning were as good as the chips from the night
before. None of that OMM puritanism here.
A short interview, and after a short tussle with some
lochans, we set off toward Beinn Eighe, with the next
control high in Coire Mhic Fhearchair, up in the snow.
We then followed the walkers’ route up the stony gully
up to the ridge, with a short stop to put on any clothes
we had forgotten, and a sharp descent and stony climb
to the col below Ruadh-stac Beag. From here it was
pretty much downhill via a short diversion to the lochans
on the flank of Meall a Ghiuthais. We had seen most
of the teams from the chasing start, but at least one
was unaccounted for, and the last few controls were
a race against virtual competition.
The cameras were at the finish, but we wanted to download
before we said anything we might regret. Our worst
fears were realised when we saw that we were second,
but more careful reading showed that it was second
on the day: we were 12 minutes behind on day two, but
a 15 minute head start had given us a 3 minute winning
margin after almost twelve hours of running. (Although
the margin for third place was 10 seconds over fourth!)
One more interview, and a totally unexpected victorious
prize giving. On both days we worked as hard as we
could, and conscious of our relative lack of speed,
we tried our best to be efficient and accurate. In
the end, however, the quality of the course made winning
seem less important. I cannot stress enough how good
these two days of running were, and together with the
fantastic organisation and friendly atmosphere, it
is hard to see how this event is not booked up within
weeks.
Finally I have to say my perception of the media has
been transformed by the Adventure Show people. There
were cameras all round the course, in surprisingly
obscure and distant places, and they even had a lead
presenter manning the control beneath the Triple Buttress.
When they wanted to talk to us they were very polite,
and equally understanding when we were more interested
in tea and flapjack. I hope we managed a degree of
coherence and that we are not totally edited out of
the final cut.
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and one
from further down the pack
I was convinced by a former
club mate of mine from Glossop (you may recall him as one of Jasmin's
friend who got lost at the Manor Water fell race) to give a mountain
marathon a go. Foolishly I agreed and despite our obvious unsuitability
for a navigational race we settled on the C-class Highlander Mountain
Marathon last weekend. Travelling up on Friday afternoon was successful
and we arrived in time to register and find the campsite at Taagan
then off to the hotel bar to check out the competition (and a very
fine selection of ales!)
Saturday started with a 4km walk to the C and D
starts at the base of the Slioch horseshoe before a climb directly
to the ridge before traversing and dropping down toward Loch Fionn.
Despite the met office assuring the weather would be terrible the
sun was splitting the sky and with a small smattering of snow on
the very tops conditions were spectacular.
The day proceeded without too many navigational
blunders and we arrived at the finish in plenty of time to catch
the dinghy service ferrying competitors across loch maree to the
overnight campsite. We were rather surprised to find we had done
better than anticipated and accidentally got ourselves involved
in the chasing start! This was not in the plan. Still, undettered
by the idea of competition we decided to make the most of the cracking
celidh with food and liquid refreshment which is, I am assured,
the norm for this event.
Sunday came far too quickly and despite oversleeping
by 50 minutes we were able to dib just in time to take our position
in the start, though we had to skip the bacon butties on offer.
Inspite of the hail storm that occured just as we set off up the
first climb we managed to make reasonable process on other teams
in the dibbing start, although neither of us really felt too energetic
early on, and were moving steadily until we were caught by the first
two teams about 3 hours in. The final hour and a half proved to
be by far the most runnable part of the weekend and thankfully this
coincided with our most energetic spell of the weekend and we managed
to keep the leaders in sight and hold off the second and third placed
teams through to the finish to claim a surprising fourth place.
A great finish to a superb weekend.
Alex McVey
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