The hills are alive with the sound of “holy hell that bog is DEEP” Weekend report.

Well, I thought this was going to be a relatively quiet one. 2000 words later, I realise that I’ve written more words than I would have done for my History GCSE exam. So a fair amount did indeed happen, despite me thinking that we’re slowing down on the old racing front towards Christmas. I’ve updated the champs spreadsheet on my computer, but haven’t got around to uploading it yet (I’ve only been at this for about 2 hours), so it will get done in the next day or so. I’ll try and check it for mistakes, but as and when it uploads, give us a shout if you think I’ve dropped a clanger, and I shall blame it on the software.

Right. I’m off to cuddle a cat.

Cross country

There were a goodly number of people out for XC this week. Evidently Chris Webb’s Wednesday night XC webbinars (known by less polite things by the people running them) have really got people psyched. As the first of the SELCC matches, they are a little lower key than the Manc ones, but over the same courses. (approximately). The Blokes unfortunately got a bit caught up in traffic on the M67 so barely got there in time to cheer on the ladies. Not that that stopped them in any way, shape or form. Ezme Brack led the charge, coming in a somewhat modest 1st in her category, with the Swan Girls following in good form. Josie coming 3rd in her race, and Caitlin 2nd in hers. Not to be outdone by the striplings, Kirsty Sharpe put in a fine performance to come in 2nd in the Seniors. Unfortunately I have literally no other information in terms of race positions…. however, I can tell you that Elanor Swan was out there, forcibly making her way through the field, swiftly followed by Cheryl Stitt (or was it the other way around?) with Emma Rettig continuing to enjoy her mudplugging winter training and Charmayne enjoying staying upright in the mud, not even finishing with a hair out of place. Becky Ashworth was doing much the same thing, hammering around, and yet, managing to come out of the race looking as sparkly as when she started, and Sarah “2 vests” Leah continued in fine form, and has not yet decided which of her vests is best for XC.

xc girls

The babes turnout for SELCC. I think Kirsty ran all the way around with her vest tucked into her coat.

The blokes, understandably were a little aghast at the fine form the ladies were in and were a bit concerned about the impending race. StevieK managed to get the “last minute larry” prize this week, running up from the carpark as everyone else was lining up for the start… he did manage to get his number pinned on before the gun went, even if it does look a little slapdash in the photos. The gents were so late and disorganised there wasn’t even a team photo, so this one will have to do.


Notice StevieK’s excellent number etiquette

The course was less churned up than Boggart hole was last week (no surprise there). Tim Budd managed to lead the GDH field home in 12th – but only just, with StevieK showing that a decent warm up from the carpark, with subsequent adrenalin rush may well be the way forward – being only seconds behind in 13th. Chris Jackson is showing a return to form despite injury by easily outstriding Steve Crossman on the final hill. Next in was Paul Skuse, making his XC debut this year, followed by Dan Stinton– managing to ensure no-one passed him on the final hill, with David Chrystie-Lowe half a minute behind. Phil Swan was “out for a bimble” but still appeared to be sweating on the final run in. Andy Burnett paced himself well, ensuring there were no final straight fireworks against John Stephenson, who did not pace himself so well, and left far too much of a gap to close in the final half mile.

Well done to all who were there – as and when I find out about team results I’ll post em up.

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The GDH tree gets used again.

Conwy Half

Will Mather travelled across the way to Wales for the somewhat flat(ish) and fast(ish) Conwy half marathon. Wearing his Mummy’s Star top he was somewhat less inclined to partake of alcohol on his way around and so somewhat strangely for a Harrier, abstained from visiting any bars on the course. The upshot of this was that his approximate finishing time was around 1:32 (ah – chip time, 1:32:36) which is really rather decent. I am unaware of his movements after the race, but considering the amount of pizza he ate the night before (“sharing” with his lads) I suspect that post race food has been devoured, and I suspect that the amount was volumous. Liam Amos was also out and about in Conwy, not only was he mooching around the course, he was doing so in a stonking PB of 1:56. His Dad – Paul was following him around for half the course before getting sidetracked, as is ever the case in the Harriers, by a likely looking drinking hole. After a pint or 3, he decided that it might be a cunning idea to finish in order to get a lift home, and knowing that he had given Liam enough of a headstart, cruised home in 2:37If he is anything like Will, he’ll be tucking into some serious calories as well right now. Tony “1st V70” Hillier was also along for the ride, though I haven’t seen his strava link yet, so I can’t say for sure… was he first V70? Yeah. Probably. He isn’t the sort to sit around in a pub nursing a pint when there is a half marathon to be run. But he should definitely try it some time. Nice running guys.

Will Conwy

Will sporting the “long sock” look at Conwy half. Didn’t Lance Armstrong wear long socks? Not that I’m implying anything, of course, merely mentioning historical fact.

13 arches Trail Half

Well then. A rather exciting PB this week for Mel Riddell with an approximate time of 2:32. She and Jayne Moreton found themselves over at 13 arches Trail half this weekend. Ably supported by Guy (who has done so many indeterminably long events you’d think he’d know how to support one by now) and unhindered by a Dragon suit, they sped their way from arch to arch and pub to pub enjoying the mud, trails, hedgerows and general views of the surrounding countryside. (can you tell I have NO idea where it was?). They managed to sink a good few doubles on the way around, it was nice of Mel to carry everything while Jayne bounced along in her snazzy new bionic leggings. Flipping great running in lovely conditions. Well done to ya!

half mel and jayne

See. Told you Mel carried everything and Jayne has bionic legs.

Peak Raid Glossop

The final fell race in the Glossopdale series and we were back on home soil. Well. Peat. To be fair, it was pretty much Chris Webb’s to lose and everyone else was just trying to claw their way up the table. The day was clear as a bell, so those with less nav skills than sense of direction would generally be ok- if the worst came to the worst then everyone would just be able to run West and they’d end up at home. There is no real way to say who ran what against whom because everyone was taking vastly different lines to each other. Tim Budd came home with the highest points, an in 4th overall (2nd MSEN), after bashing through thigh deep bog, which was fairly fun, Chris Webb was the next on the list just behind in 8th, not totally playing it safe but acquitting himself well on the hills that he still hasn’t quite got to grips with yet. Next on the list was 2nd V60, 29th overall and wily vet – John Stephenson, showing that you don’t need speed to get a good score, you need intelligence, a compass and the innate ability to chase and find a Jack Russell on any terrain on Bleaklow. Charlie Eaton was nipping at Johns heels in 33rd, coming out of semi-racing retirement for the navigational amusement, and in 34th was Charlies partner in crime for the Hodgeson Brothers relays, Andy Oliver, enjoying the delightful weather on the hill. Next on the list in 58th was a slightly hypothermic and hallucinating Steve Pepper who looked like he had dragged himself through a bog and several hedges on the way back down the hill – Paul Skuse was a mere 5 points behind, but was in 65th overall, despite nailing his nav on every checkpoint. Apparently he should have been a little more ambitious in terms of his running, but we all learn something on these races. Highest place lady was Rachel Walton who put her analytical brain and parkrun fitness to good use coming in 84th… winning the battle of the mums against Zoe Barton who was a mere 3 places down in 87th – probably enough to help her clinch the Fell Champs title. Catherine Cleary got the same amount of points as Zoe, but was a little later back to race HQ, due to lying down and “having a bit of a breather” in a few places, getting her


Now that takes SKILL.

a still very creditable 88th place (and 2nd WSEN). Marie Williamson and Lynne Taylor were not all that far behind. stacking the GDH babes in a tight knit group- only 5 points separating them from Catherine and Zoe in 91st and 92nd respectively. Matt Dawson was out for a stroll in the area and decided to make an appearance in the GDH vest in 96th, with Ian Oates a short distance behind in 104th…. I hear he was on the warpath looking for whisky on them there hills, but came away disappointed, having only tasted peaty water. Andy Burnett was one of only 2 Harriers to be a little beyond the time, losing 40 points to the clock as he ran in late. He still managed 116th place, which was a little ahead of Matt Huxford. Matt decided that in his slightly crippled state (he had a minor tumble last week, crocking his arm – so while driving may be a challenge, running is easy…. right?) that he would head out and get the furthest CP on the map. A bold move. I can’t really say much, apart from have a look at his scorecard, and realise that he STILL wasn’t last. 138th out of 146. What a great day out! Results are here.


This weeks parkrun was a lovely affair with a whole load of harriers doing their duty as time keepers etc. (Which, to be fair, they do most weeks). Young Imogen Trinder nailed down a decent time as her PB of 20:07, 1st lady home. Alan Scholefield laid down a PB, evidently still in a come down state from his marathon training in 22:27, and Ian Crutchley also hit new heights of 25:21 this week. Excellent work all of you. Consolidated report is here.

As a note – the final date for Glossop parkrun PB’s for this years champs will be Sat 9th Dec. Send me your best times up until that date. If you run a PB on the 16th, lovely, but it isn’t going on my spreadsheet.

Social run on the hills

There were a few people out on the hill this sunday, enjoying the delightful sun and freezing cold underfoot conditions. Looks like they headed over to Bleaklow Stones way. Apparently Julien wasn’t able to convince any of them to jump from the anvil stone to the other one – an unfeasable distance away. Thankfully. They all returned in one piece, despite his best efforts.


Stuff happening this week…

Tuesday session – Jeroens session. Details on facebook. I’d tell you what it is here, but I’m bound to get it wrong. Look for his post! Also – Fellhounds will be off out on some headtorch lit wander. If you’re going with them, make sure you’re prepared for a evening on the hill.

Wednesday session – Chris’s XC Webbinar. Some horrendous version of reps in Bankswood park. Steve Crossman will no doubt post on FB as to the details…. Look out for his post

Thursday run – Looks like Mark Davenport is leading out this week… (though he might be injured… are you injured Mark?) if he is, we’ll need someone else to lead out. Whatever… look up the doodle poll and stick your name down for any of the dates… fell/road/whatever.

Also – Fellhounds will be off out on another headtorch lit wander. If you’re going with them, make sure you’re prepared for a evening on the hill.

Um… .thats about it, I reckon. Unless you havent told me anything.

Ah – Final thing.

Christmas do

In case you haven’t heard, is on Sunday 17th Dec. There will probably be a fancy dress run thing in the morning followed by food/drink/presentations in the afternoon. Come to one/both. Details will be forthcoming. Theoretically there should be 200 of you, yet I seem to be writing the same names on this report every week… where are you all?!



Can we talk about that winter holiday yet? weekend report.

This week has had a few things going on. No snow on the tops to speak of, but I’ve just middle blackgot in from a bit of a chilly wander on the tops (long story but that’s why this is a little late out) and there is certainly ice forming on the bogs. I’ve probably missed a few things out this week, but there you go, we’ll just have to pretend I haven’t. I must note Mark and Jules’s exploration of the Blacks though, as Mark tends to take some excellent pics of places a lot of us never really tend to explore. Thanks Mark

Windmill 10k

Who else was out at the Windmill 10k this week, but serial racer and outright badass, Tony Hillier. It stood up to its name in terms of having a terrific head/tailwind, depending on which way you were headed. From the looks of Strava, Tony appears to have got a couple of PRs on the way around. His nickname of “1st V70” might have to be changed to 1st V65 this week, seeing as there was no prize for V70. He still won it though. There was apparently another unidentified female GDH there…. but as there are no results out yet, I have no idea who it was.

Boggart hole

Yes, it was the second XC of the season, and indeed, the second of the MACCL – the SELCC hasn’t even started yet, we must wait until next weekend for that pleasure. The venue


The XC babes, Ezme post-race, everyone else, pre…

was indeed, the every appropriately named Boggart hole. A number of the club went off chasing Boggarts with varying degrees of success. First up in the races was Ezme Brack, taking on the other spike-clad ladies in her age catagory in a pair of trail shoes. The runners at the front just seem to float around on top of the mud… and never a truer word was spoken. Ezme showed her class by cruising in 4th place (of 22), showing superb strength and style. To look at her, you’d barely believe she had been running around such a muddy course.

The Ladies were next up with a considerably sized field of spike clad women. Kirsty Sharp took the option of starting at at steady pace and gradually cranked up the speed throughout, climbing places rapidly towards the end to come in 13th overall. Emma Rettig, who by her own admission was going to start cold, in order to get up to racing heat and speed within about 30 seconds (approximately the same as nuclear fusion) crafted her attacks wisely and finished in 169th (13th LV35). Jo Brack was channeling her inner-daughter, and managed to keep ahead of XC 1st timer Charmayne Breirley. Jo crossing the line in 205th (and 8th V50), with Charmayne managing to keep on her feet all the way around (and apparently enjoying herself as well) in 228th – 14th LV50. Sarah “2 shirts” Leah mounted a superb rear-guard action with an excellent sprint finish to arrive home in 260th (43rd LV45) to round out proceedings, and make the course all the more muddier for the blokes. – the Ladies were 36th team of 68, and 39th vets team of 62. A Special mention should also go out to Lucy Wasinski who currently runs with Sale Dragons and was 52nd overall – she will be finishing the series as a Dragon, but will be joining her Husband Greg (see below) in the Blue and Orange. Or at least, now I’ve written that down, she’d better be.

I can’t say anything much about the conditions for the ladies race, having not run it, but the blokes race was basically a mud/clay fest. The guys at the front went astonishingly fast, and those who stood at the front of the pack at the start gained a distinct advantage,


Blokes at the end. Thanks to Chris Jackson for the support. (doesn’t stevie look good in Blue and Orange)(Greg… you mooched off before the photo, so we had to substitute you with Rob Taylor)

I think I might have to shadow that Chris Webb next time. As it was, none of us really knew how many times we were going round, or how far it was, or anything else, apart from, well, just follow whoever is in front of you. Chris “I’m starting on the front” Webb led the GDH lot for the entire race, finishing 54th in his natty little spikes. I was barely a minute behind in 82nd having had a right proper battle with Stevie Knowles for the last 2 laps. Stevie, on his debut in Blue and Orange was 85th, and 3rd V45. Steve Crossman, in his absolute element, battling through calf deep mud, relished the challenge and finished 174th, 14th V50, managing to stave off an early challenge from Young Greg Wasinski who eventually finished in 293rd. David Chrystie-Lowe debuted at Boggart this year, getting his mud facepaint on and charging home in 323rd, a rather good 4th V60, with Ian Oates, slowly cranking his legs up through the winter season to snatch a 345th place and 27th V50. Andy Burnett and John Stephenson traded places, tea, coffee, cake, fisticuffs and insults all the way around, with Andy managing to prevail at the last, in 425th, 40th V50 and John a mere 6 seconds later in 426th – 12th V60. 493 ran! Mens team were 23rd of 62, and mens vet team were 23rd of 56. Good mud plugging by all.

Spider hill

Spider hill is a hugely famous race down south that I have evidently never heard of as I’m about to make up some stats. Famous because of the danger of being eaten by a relative of Shelob, it was first conceived of as a race in the mid-14th century. Essentially it is an annual ceremony to see who is fit enough to survive the winter and all “invitees” are actually victims that have been volunteered by their local villages to see if they will be culled or not. There is no glory in doing the race, there is merely glory in finishing it, and proving that you are a healthy specimen that should be fed large amounts of cake and beer and celebrated forever more. In the past few years this arachnid based race has been resurrected by the strange and forbidding folks of the southern illuminati, and our very own Claire Campbell was requested to enter. She did so with great aplomb, fearing no hill, nor spider, nor .. um… made up peril, for she had been training in the hills around Bleaklow. As it was, she blasted through the course, slaying spiders and other 8-legged foes as she went, reducing those around her to a frightened mush. In the 1:04 that it took her to finish she ended in 24/133 of the ladies (calculated to 8/54 vets). I have no idea why so many vetinarians are entering these races… it must be something to do with the spiders.


Al Cowell and El Duckworth headed northwards for the delightful little race of Dunnerdale this weekend. (the fact it is Entry on day only, and your £6 gets you a race AND a pie means this should be on EVERYONEs list). The course was boggy as ever, and as Al surged to the front on the halfway mark, his eyes were drawn to a poor little lamb up to its neck in bog. He turned to help it, but unfortunately in the action of doing so, turned his ankle. Nevertheless, he wrested the sheep from its potential watery demise and then hobbled his way home. El managed a somewhat more leisurely approach to the whole thing, stopping a few times to look at the view, setting up an easel for a watercolour, and also doing a few quick sketches in the final few kilometres. I have no idea how either of them did in terms of results, but by all accounts they had a wonderful time. The pie, was, I am absolutely certain, a definite highlight.


I have no idea if Alice Willson is doing some kind of parkrun thing in Rwanda, but I couldn’t help but notice another 5k PB on a Saturday morning in Kigali along with a mention of pot hunting by Tim… either there is a very speedy itinerent pot seller that they are trying to catch up with, or there was a local 5k race. Whatever it was, 23:19 is not to be sniffed at!

I have to say this this week… Glossop parkrun 1st home… Mr. Paul Skuse. So much for his “I’m so slow” nonsense. Be warned one and all, the roadracer in him has awakened. PBs were also seen in Glossop by Imogen Trinder and Anthony Johnson. Sterling work. Parkrun consolidated report is here….


from last week

Nick Ham and his Ultra Grand slam

The ever leggy and ever modest Nick Ham has now come in from the cold having finished (as we mentioned last week) the White rose ultra. Thus completes his mission to finish his 4th (yes… 4th) Ultra Grand Slam. For those of you who don’t know what this is, basically it is not doing a number of ultras and then struggling into a somewhat bizarre leotard for an ill-advised mexican wrestling match against the other competitors, no, none of that. There are a number of races in the Run Ultra series, you don’t have to do them all in order to qualify for the series, but if you DO, and you complete them all, then you get the Grand Slam. Essentially that means Nick has raced about 509miles in all this year (well, we ALL know he has raced MORE than that, but just in the run further series, it has been 509 miles). He only(!) managed to come 2nd V50 overall, but amassed an astonishing 7627 points throughout the year, and was only 1 of 2 people to complete the whole flipping lot. Mental.

Well done Nick.

Lindsay Palmer and the New York marathon

As I feverishly wrote last weeks report, Lindsay Palmer was off gallivanting around New York, drinking her sisters under the table, and powering her way through the marathon. At the time of writing, if I remember rightly she was about 10k into the distance, and about 3 cocktails down. It seems that she kept up much the same tempo throughout, managing to visit another 12 bars on the way to the end, picking up some rather nice evening wear along the way. She finished in 4:58:11. And then continued drinking.

Dave Jowitt and his ironman

Dave swam/cycled/ran an ironman a couple of weeks ago. Details are sketchy, but I believe it was somewhere warm (think spain/portugal), the margeritas were pleasant and the cycling was without headwind. He finished it in a spectacular time, but other than that, I have no idea.

Now THAT is a decent day out.

Stuff going on this week that I can be bothered to think of right now.

Tuesday – always a coached session with Jeroen, see facebook for where it starts. Also always a load of headtorch clad grough lovers head onto the tops.

Wednesday – Bankswood park – headtorch clad speed freaks in search of a XC terrain and training with Webby

Thursday – Club run – Paul Stitt is leading out the social side of things this week, looks like it will be a trail-y/fell-y mix. No idea if there is a road group going out. There will almost certainly be a group of headtorch clad bog lovers heading onto the tops for a thrash in the peat,

Saturday – XC at heaton park. ALSO – Long tour of Pendle- AL fell race around Pendle hill.

Sunday – Peak Raid in Glossop- its the final race in the Fell Champs. And it is Nav. The forecast (at the mo) looks like snow. This could be fun.

muddy puddle

Foot washing facilities at XC. No pies either. Should have gone to Dunnerdale.


Remember, remember the 5th of November, snowmen, ultras and mud. weekend report

Snow on the tops – that was the forecast for the weekend, and while none of us believed it, Ant and Dec, sorry, Jules got up on Bleaklow early on Sunday to suss out the white snowstuff. It wasn’t exactly a huge dump of snow, more of a sprinkling, but it was there for a short amount of time til the sun came out. (yes. the Sun. Came out. A rare occasion this side of November 1st, but there we go. Stuff has still been happening in terms of racing – no let up on that front. I notice there is quite an increase on the Strava group as well, in terms of hill reps, speed reps, long runs and who knows what. You all seem to be training for something – or, just getting out and doing stuff, which is great to see. If you aren’t getting out and running for fear of, I don’t know, bogs, roads, fatigue, whatever, get on the facebook group and ask/cajole/bully someone to get out for a run with you.

White Rose Ultras

The various distances were run by a few of our number. The nice thing about ultras (of any distance) is that you can pretty much just consider them to be picnics on-the-go. Not only that, but once you finish, it is perfectly acceptable to eat ALL the rest of the food you prepared but didn’t get around to eating. Free calories. It has to be said that the various Harriers absolutely excelled themselves. In the 60 miler, Will Mather went through some interesting and dark places on the way to his rather spectacular 6th place overall. In his  12hr 25min stint on the road he didn’t once stop in a pub, but rather intelligently took his own well stocked minibar with him. Jason Hart was chasing behind, but was never quite able to catch up with the mobile bar, and had to dip into a couple of cocktail bars on the way around. It wasn’t the bar stops so much as having to change into a Dinner jacket ans shoes every time that really slowed him down. Nevertheless, he rallied towards the end after a particularly fine Long island iced tea and pulled out a 10th overall in 13hr 05. (ish)
In the 30 miler our sole (soul?) female competitor, Elanor Swan held her own, singing her way through various Diana Ross hits for the entire way around. Her magnificent vocal skills, along with a strong pair of legs and excessive amounts of Haribo came in an excellent 5th lady. Also in the 30, and trying to outdo Elanor in the singing stakes, our 3 tenors, Nick Ham, Mark Davenport and Guy Riddell pounded out the classics. (they are still arguing over who gets to be Pavarotti – more cake at the end).
I’m afraid I don’t really know how they did, but they are all accounted for. Additional thanks should also go to Dan Stinton who was doling out food at the end (in a semi-official volunteer capacity). No news as to his vocal ability has been received.

Mary Jeal

Rather than do separate sections for the races, I thought I’d just do a Mary Jeal section this week. Thanks for sending in the information, Mary, I have embellished it as necessary… On Saturday I did the Langley 7 yesterday. It was a lovely run out, with some


no- not a photo of Mary this weekend, but one typical of her between pub-stops

delightful views of the local drinking establishments. We visited about 6 of them in total, but I was good and only stuck to doubles. As it was, I came in 1st FV55 and105th in all in 55:09. To be honest, it wasn’t really enough of a workout for me, so after a lager shandy I cycled home – its only about 40 miles if you take a scenic detour. I still wasn’t all that tired, so when I woke up this morning I decided to wander over to Cop Hill for the fell race there. I decided to give everyone else a fighting chance and get some marathon training in as well. So I ran over there with a rucksack on and then did the fell race giving everyone a good 20 minute headstart. (well, to be honest, the brews in the pub needed sampling pre and post race, it would be rude not to). So I set out on my way and eventually came in 1st FV55, 77th overall in 59:10. From there I thought I might go and see the seaside, so pootled across to Wales on my bike before ambling home via some of the Tour de Yorkshire route. Ah, its nice to have a rest weekend. Speak to you soon!

New York Marathon

Lins Palmer has made the trip across the pond to the USA to take part in an international linsdrinking contest against her sisters. Having downed a load of Manhattans leaving them asleep under the table, she then went to pick up her NY marathon number and is *right now as I type* running the marathon. She is past 15k (in 1:33) and is quite happily dipping into various shops and bars on the way around, picking up souvenirs, cocktails, a bit of shopping all the while also getting in some sightseeing. I’ll have to update this later…. or maybe I’ll just put it in next weeks report.

Shepherds skyline

Our lovely Matt Huxford was out in action at Shepherds skyline on Saturday. A race that starts in a pub…. and finishes in one as well…. coincidence, or just good planning? The fact he didn’t tell anyone else he was going to do it means that he pretty much wanted to get another race under his belt with “1st GDH” emblazoned across the website. Well – there you go Hux – you got it this time! His strava route for the race looks astonishingly like he didn’t actually get lost ANYWHERE in the entire race, which is certainly something worth remarking on. He then went out and got tanked. Ah – such style.

Sorry – no photo…. you really don’t need to see that.

Dovedale Dash

1st GDH home at Dovedale dash was Sarah Leah. Looks like it was a fairly muddy one with neither pubstops, nor indeed any impromptu singing contests. I believe there was a bit of a dance off in the middle of the River, there were a few people with some rather entertaining Wolf costumes, and, potentially even a well lit, one might almost call it, a Flash lit dance as well. The results are as muddy as the waters across the stream, but from what I understand, everyone had a ball.

Peak Raid- Totley

It was only me that went across to the Peak Raid in Totley this weekend. Lets just say it was a combination of inaccuracy and overambition that got the better of me. I ended with 340 points…. but was 10 mins late which lost me 170 of them. Still, 30k across bogs, turks heads and generally horrendous terrain meant that I had a lovely excuse for an afternoon nap.


No glossop park run this week because of fireworks night and bonfires and general festivities, which means that everyone went off to do some tourism. PBs were got in other places, and all kinds of excitement happened. Read all about it here

Other stuff

There are still lots of opportunities to sign up to lead out a run on Thursdays. Go to the doodle poll to sign up. The route doesn’t have to be imaginative. I shall prove that by leading out this weeks pub run. I’m going to lead a trail-y road-y run starting at 7pm from the Leisure Centre. The Nominated pub is the Prince of Wales- we WILL be back there by 830.

Boggart hole XC is next weekend, Heaton park is the weekend after – as is the final race in the Fell Champs series – Old Glossop Peak Raid. Get your entries in!

That’s about it really. I’m off to finish my nap.

The weekend time stood still. Clock Change weekend report.

A weekend of 2 halves… misty and windy on the tops on Sat. and glorious on Sunday. I hope everyone enjoyed the Snake being closed on the week just gone – its pretty much the only time cyclists actually get to *enjoy* the road rather than just endure it.

Not a whole lot of road news this week, but some more boggy stuff. I haven’t really got the brainpower for making stuff up, so you’re going to have to deal with the truth this week. If I’ve forgotten something, I apologise, but my computer is running a bit slow, and I’m not redoing it now. Final GNB results will be posted as and when I find out what they are…..

Grin and bear it

The final “non-nav” counter in the fell series happened today. In a turn up for the books, ace runner Chris Webb showed himself to be a serious contender for navigator of the month by missing out on the final checkpoint of the race. Luckily he realised, and ran back a couple of miles to get it, thus finishing the course and coming in as first Glossopdaler in 12th place. He *was* about 3rd before the navigational mishap…. but at least he went back and got the final checkpoint rather than cutting and running for


Boys ready for the bog monster

home. The hopes of the rest of GDH have been raised that he *might* actually be beatable on the Peak Raid in a couple of weeks time. Paul Skuse and Will Mather were beating seven shades of bog out of each other on the hill. I have no idea who finally came out on top, and who was the one left staggering off the hill in a stagnant mess. I suspect I shall find out soon enough. *(ah yes… facebook tells me that it was Skusey who ended up covered in bog… despite him being the one offering lifts)*. BOTH of them, however were put to the sword by Andy “wily” Fox, the V60 with attitude who took no prisoners and ran himself into some serious champs points. Ian Oates was mooching along (hungover, I would imagine), apparently unhappy with his choice in race pack, and was getting touchy-feely with all other competitors in order to “see which was the best one”. No harrassment cases were brought forward during the race, and I presume he finished at some point, though I haven’t seen his Strava record yet, so the jury is out. John Stephenson aced his way around the course, missing no checkpoints, making no unforced errors, and generally being a gentleman about the whole thing. Jolly good show from the elder gen.

Snowdon Marathon

Ah, I remember when this marathon was just another quiet marathon, when you didn’t have to stay up til silly’o’clock in the morning needing to click on the right button to ensure entry… it still filled up in those heady days of, um, 2 years ago… I suppose Glossopdale are such trend setters that whichever marathon we decide to do ends up just being another mass gravy train. This year, from the results, the sole GDHer who enjoyed the rather fabulous circuit around Snowdon was Craig Leith. He bided his time on the first hill, taking it somewhat easy up Pen y Pass, where he passed in some 245th place. From there he unleashed his spectacular downhill style, hitting the halfway point in 177th, having gained a load of places on the rough stuff. In the final sector, involving the uphill struggle from Wanfawr and the rather amusing fell section he succeeded in gaining 7 more places, finishing in 170th in a rather spritely 3:32:41. 10th V50 (and a chip time of 3:28) Which, on a flat course, probably equates to somewhere around a 2:10:15… right?


Just one brave soul of the Glossopdale Massive headed along to the OMM this year. Step forward one Andy Oliver. Hardcore and softly spoken, with glinting eyes and hamstrings that can crack a walnut he and his non-glossopian partner (Dave) went off to the Langdales to do battle with the organisers.. well the course. According to Andy it was the best nights sleep he has ever had at the OMM, soft, fluffy beds, and a warm shower as well. In Andy’s words….

My buddy Dave and I got timed out at a control half way round day 1 of the ‘A’ class. After getting timed out we decided there was little point carrying on to have a cold wet night in a tiny tent and made our way back to the event centre and drove back to Glossop for warm showers and cosy beds.
Looking at the OMM website, only 10 teams from 70 or so which started completed day 1. The weather was harsh, strong winds, rain and thick clag to low levels. I would like to pick a point with the OMMs description that teams exercised “sound mountain judgement” in deciding when not to continue.  We didn’t. When we were timed out (at 2.30pm?), we decided to make a day of it with our route back to hand in the dibber and find our car, electing to hike up Pike of Blisco and enjoy a fun route back to the event centre in the Langdale valley.
As a point of order with the OMM, it does seem to be a bit excessive having time outs on EVERY CP, especially if they aren’t taking the controls in until Sunday evening… but that’s a rant for another day…. See Andy for details.

Jedburgh 3 Peaks Ultra

Nick Ham was at it again -what’s this? 213 Ultras and counting now? He finished this one in 106th place in 7:55:06. He’s well on the way for his grand slam of 2017, just needing to finish the White Rose Ultra. Flipping heck, the man is a machine. A running, picture taking, stat laden machine!


2 new PBs at Glossop Parkrun this weekend, and not forgetting a stonking 50th for young


Wyatt – ready for his 50th!

gun Wyatt Barlow – thats 50 Parkruns. Excellent effort there! The spooky edition of parkrun saw people running around in halloween costumes and discarding them as soon as it got too hot. Young hotshot Esme Brack knocked another 15 seconds off her best, taking her time to 21:16, within spitting distance of a 72% age grading. Emma Peters put her foot down again this week, crushing her own Glossop parkrun PB with a superb 22:53.

She has also requested that I publish this: emma








Oh. No, not *that*.


Let the record state that I’m now declaring war on Jeroen’s times and my 2018 goal is to beat him in a head to head”

So there you have it. Jeroen, you’d best get your shoes on.

I should also mention that another PB was got, with a 1st place, no less by young Paul Peters as well over in Lancaster parkrun. Good running indeed.

Consolidated report is here.

Other stuff

Right – in other news, Zoe is trying to organise a weekend away down in Shropshire for the Titterstone Clee and Long Mynd fell race weekend – Have a butchers on Facebook and drop her a line if you’re interested.

2018 races – there is now a page dedicated to the updat of what is going on for next years champs- fell, road and junior as well. If you haven’t seen it, get over to here.

And if you are a younger, faster, stronger runner…. this is Steve’s message:

The GDH Junior Challenge

One of the highlights of this running year for me has been the rise of the Padawans, often seen at Parkrun knocking out great runs with big smiles. They have also been sighted on the local fells, mixing it up on the trails and embracing the mud of X-Country, so a few of us thought, lets embrace and support this youthful energy and thus the Junior Challenge was born.

First race of the year will be Stride Through the Woods in April followed by Lantern Pike, Charlesworth & Chisworth (cake involved), Plum Fayre and Shine a Light (more cake). There will be a visit to a X-Country race in November, you can run Marple Junior Parkrun at anytime for a counter and we would like you to do an Adventure Parkrun as well. This can be a Parkrun on holiday, it could be your first ever senior Parkrun, or a special event, let Tim know you are claiming your Adventure Parkrun and write us a short story to go with it.

The ‘rules’ are simple, grab your shoes, get yourself a vest and start practicing your race face. There are eight races to enter and there will a special limited edition GDH buff for any runner that completes 4, 6 or all 8 races. Make sure you let Tim know you’ve been racing so you can get a shout out in the newsletter.

So Caitlin, Josie, Adam, Wyatt, Naomi, Amy, Oliver, Merlin, Martha, Mason, and the rest of the Padawans, the challenge is there, are you?




“That’s not a storm, its just a very naughty boy” weekend report

So much happened last week that I totally missed a few things out. Totally my fault for forgetting about it, but there you go – it’s all down there at the bottom of the page, so if you want to start down there, and then come back up here for this weeks news, feel free.

This weekend was characterised by a lovely weather system called Storm Brian. 80mph winds, rain, um,.. and thats about it. A number of people have indeed been out and about, and from strava I can see that some winter training has started. (to be honest, with 200 members, you’d expect there to be a *bit* of winter training going on). But if I started talking about everyones individual weekend amusements we’d be here all night, and I certainly haven’t got the patience or the words for that, so let us focus on the official races that went on this weekend, despite a minor atmospheric disturbance.

Scarborough 10k

Stevie K

A bit of a contraversial one this. I know that Mr. Knowles is indeed Pennine, but he is on our list for XC, so technically when he does a road race he is a Glossopdale harrier. Steve forwent the Man-bun and just stuck his hair up in a pony tail for the flat, but bloody windy course. He didn’t stop off for any snack stops, or even any fish and chips on the way around, which explains his rather swift 37:15 time. He was 26th overall, out of about 2000 runners, so clearly needs to take a bit of time to realise that any pub on a race route needs to be visited as a matter of course. Pints or doubles only. He’ll learn. Good running Stevie.

Holmfirth 10k

Ah, so it was a weekend of 10k’s then was it? Just over the hill, and starting from Nora Batty’s house, the Holmfirth 10k is a little undulating, but nothing too traumatic. You wind past Compo’s and turn back past Cleggy’s and manage to finish just over at (well, depending on the season) Seymours old place. Am I talking nonsense? You’ll have to do it next year to find out. Esme Brack certainly knows the route, bashing it out in a quite frankly speedy time of 45:31, coming in 3rd lady and 1st in her age category. Jo Brack took a slightly easier run at it, but still came through in 50:23, coming 2nd in her category, and snapping at her heels was Charmayne Brierley in 53:44 – I believe, a PB. (if it isn’t, blame Jeroen, he was the one that told me).

Peak Raid 1 – Hayfield

A few of us were getting our nav on in the Peak Raid event as prep for the impending club counter Nav event from Old Glossop. The charge was led by John “north star” Stephenson whose main navigational trick for the day was deciding whether it was “fashionable” to get all, or not quite all of the checkpoints. Andy “the” Fox was back from Cyprus sporting a somewhat out of place tan against everyone elses British translucency. He cleared the course, and when I left the event centre was quite happily sitting pretty at the top of the V60 leader board. Matt “I didnt youtube how to do a compass bearing last night, honest guv” Huxford was on fine form. Using his newfound navigational abilities he spent approximately 20 mins of his time faffing with his map and compass, and STILL managed to miss one of the control points. He can do a bearing though. Ask him next time you see him. I was there as well, and had a bit of an amusing time trying to find a checkpoint in a place where it blatently wasn’t, but then got my act together and wandered around. There will be a blog at some point. Considering the result were being done as we were there I’d imagine they’ll be online within 24 hours…


Considering the way the course is getting wetter, slippier and generally muddier, it should be no surprise that there were no PB’s at Glossop parkrun this weekend. It was, however, the 100th Glossop parkrun, so much merriment was had. Maybe I should mention Ian Oates had a massive hangover. But that isn’t really all that different to every week. Consolidated report is here. Next week is apparently Halloween Parkrun, so bring your fancy dress and pootle around dressed as whatever you find scary. Ghosts. Witches. Zombies. Donald Trump. Brexit. The EU. That feeling you get when you suddenly realise that something is about to go horribly wrong and it was because you pressed the “do not touch” button … etc.


Right. That’s pretty much it from this week. It’s pretty lucky I didn’t write some stuff in about last week or this would indeed be a sorry state of affairs… so now enjoy last weeks addendum…

Manchester half team result

Yes, that’s right. I missed off the team result from last weeks Manchester half. Shocker. As pennance I have done the same amount of burpees as the place of our team. Glossopdale came 28th of 64, with the scoring runners being David Chrystie-lowe, David Boundy and Tony Hillier, total 4:52:21. Ah, I feel like the world is back on an even keel now, I was getting concerned that I was getting to the end of a report and not being able to write about Mr. Hillier.

Rotherham round

Nick Ham did the Rotherham round for the nth time last week, luckily he provided me with a copy/paste quote, so I don’t have to think of any witticisms this time…  “Dead chuffed to complete Round Rotherham 50 today and not get a PW despite the heat and a 6-day-old marathon in the legs. It must have been the warmest ever, and so dry as well. It’s mid October, for crying out loud, I drank litres and never ‘went’ all day, and finished with a dust tan! It was like being abroad or UK summertime. I think last Sunday’s Chester Marathon slowed me more than the heat. I had to walk so much on heavy legs in the final 20 miles.”  So not only did he do an ultra, having done a marathon the week before, it also became apparent that the Round Rotherham was only his 212th Ultramarathon since 1996. Crikey.

The Emma Peters corner

Ah, Emma. She has been plugging away at her 5k time for ages, seemingly stuck at the same time forever. Yet last week, all the training paid off, it came together for a storming new PB of 22:30. She emailed me the result, full of excitement, and in the hullabaloo of last week I basically thought it was “just another parkrun time to put on the spreadsheet later in the week” and neglected to put it in the report. My bad. So, without further ado, I would like to note that Emma Peters ran an AMAZING 5k PB last week of 22:30. (I really hope she hasn’t bettered it this week, or I’ll be in proper trouble). As an extra bonus have this lovely picture of the lady herself. Well done Emma!


The ever lovely and pouting Emma. I have no idea where this photo came from, but lets just say that’s what families are for.

Other stuff that you should probably be aware of….

Next weekend is the Grin’n’bear it race – the second last race in the Fell side of the champs. Note the course has CHANGED from previous years so look at the changes before you go and get lost on the hill. It’d be really embarrassing if you have to get picked up by Woodhead Mountain Rescue.

You can still enter online for the final Nav race event of the Fell champs. It’s going from Old Glossop and its on Nov 19th.

The races in next years champs have been published, the dates for most of them have been published as well, so get them in your diary.

Steve Pepper will want me to tell you about the Santa Shittern Saunter as well, he organises it. Its at a brewery. There is chilli and beer afterward. Its a proper fell race. Do it. (December 10th). Heck, Claire Campbell is coming up from the Isle of Wight to do it. That’s commitment. Us lot round here have NO excuse!

Um. That’s about it really.

Except… well, as of last week there are 200+ of us in the club out there somewhere. I have no idea who you all are, but if you all went and raced one weekend this report would be massive. There’s a challenge. Get out there and do something. Make my life harder.

FRA Hill Relays 2017

The dust has settled, the tent is back down and packed away in the loft, stories of heroism are doing the rounds and a glow of happy tiredness is warming its way through fuzzy limbs as memories of the Hill Relays fade into happy delirium.

I have received some information about what went on, so I shall use that as a basis and then embellish as I see fit. Nothing new there then.

As we know, the Relays were held over in Llanberis, abley hosted by the very talented and well oiled machine that is Eryri. An advance party of GDHers went down variously on Friday and Saturday in order to recce and get in some highly involved kit faff prior to the actual day of racing, which (apart from Scotland) may well have been the best and longest faff known to our teams in a Hill relay event. Reports of an average of at least 9 cups of tea each may well have been consumed even before race day. A record which may only have been bettered by John Hewitt at the height of his powers.


The melee at the bottom

The day dawned and all went well until everyone tried to get to the start area. A pothole unfortunately jumped up and bit one of Zoes tyres, rendering it somewhat flatter than is optimal for driving on. Thankfully there was a Hunk there (in the shape of the rather dashing Mark Davenport) who jumped to her rescue. Minor issue being that changing tyres takes longer than you might hope – and although Mark was meant to be registering the gents team and getting the numbers, he ended up with somewhat dirty hands. Rapid communication to the race organisers was done using some rather nifty semaphore, and Mark was able to get in and register at the last gasp, handing out everyone elses numbers on the way down to his starting pen.

Leg 1

Leg 1 was always going to be a bit amusing with about 6 miles and a carp load of ascent. (related to the salmon, but with bigger feet). The field went off with vigour, our 3 lovely teams being carried along in the midst. The Darlings leg 1 runner was Mary Jeal who went out and conquered with a smile. Apparently there was mud on the course, but not a drop could be seen on Mary at the end of the leg. Walking on water- floating on bog and generally running fantastically, she came in to pass onto leg 2. The Babes leg 1 runner was the tyre busted victim herself, Zoe. Taking the opportunity to leave Fox for a short time, she went and busted out a ridiculously fast time, faster even than any other runner and then took a while to lie down in a cold puddle just out of sight of the finish, enjoying the sweet, sweet solitude of parenting that comes from knowing you don’t have to be anywhere for at least 5 mins and you have time to yourself. Soon enough the rest of the field came gallumphing past, Zoe chose her moment and joined the scrum back to the start. Mark had fun on his leg. Newly dirty from changing a tyre and holding a minor fleshwound from the previous days recce, he set off bravely up the hill, challenging for 1st place (from mid pack). Halfway up he decided that the tyreiron was not actually necessary kit and disgarded it in the direction of a marshal, and then spent a couple of moments explaining he was NOT trying to commit ABH, it was just that he was kind of in the middle of a couple of things and didn’t really need the extra weight. On the way down Marks knee was giving him a bit of gyp, so the tried and trusted bum-slide technique was pressed into action and saw him gain several places on other teams that insisted on staying on their feet.


Zoe storming the ascent.


See – not a drop of mud on her. Mary showing true form.

Leg 2

Jamie and Mark Harrison took over the running responsibilities from Mark D on Leg 2. The longest (depending on how you navigate on leg 3) leg with most ascent. Call it 14 miles and 1500m of ascent. I haven’t looked it up, I’ve pretty much just made it up on the spot, so don’t quote me. Jamie was feeling a bit more sprightly than expected as he bailed out of XC the day before instead of trying to drag himself around a mind numbing 3rd lap of Heaton park – a good choice, I have to say. Mark H made himself useful by pootling along behind Jamie, making sarcastic comments and taking photos, like all youngsters do. Jamie committed himself to the long haul, ensuring he was taking on enough food on the way around and had the last laugh when Mark bonked spectacularly on the last few Km run in to home, lending the whippersnapper a gel, and, I suspect a few choice words which probably included such gems as “youth”, “pride”, “fall” and “you owe me a fiver for that gel”. The Babes leg 2 probably went a lot smoother what with the well practiced running machine of Kasia and Jenny taking over hostilities in the ladies section. Their climbing skills – honed in the alps – made short work of the climbs and descents, though they were said to have been slightly confused by the lack of 4 legged friends accompanying them on the hill, and so ran all the faster to get back to see their K9 charges. Charmayne and Jo lined up for Leg 2 in the Darlings corner, taking on some of the toughest terrain than either of them had yet experienced. Yes the hills may have been bigger, the underfoot a bit soggier and the distances longer than ever before, but that isn’t something that daunts a lady in a Blue and Orange vest. They set out with the intention of finishing the course, and darn it, they did so in style and … um, more style. There may have been a picnic stop. There may have been a number of photo stops. There were almost certainly a couple of minor navigational “amusements” but they aquitted themselves superbly. It did take a while to get around, and the Leg 3 runners had set off in a mass start before they got back, but that is a mere technicality.

Leg 3 the Nav leg

So leg 3 is an interesting one, and was even more so this year. It isn’t quite an orienteering course, but then it isn’t quite a fell running course. There are route choices, but there is a whole hullabaloo going on across facebook and the FRA forum about runners that may or may not have “cheated” by going across wall etc. I’m not getting into that, but it does show why some teams were massively faster than others. The Babes headed off into the mist with ace navigator Jude at the helm, backed up by relative newbie, but equally as able map-reader Ellen. As they charged off into the mist all was well, and a perfect point to point navigation could almost certainly be relied upon. Compass bearings were worked out and carried out with un-erring precision, point after point fell to their machine like accuracy and after what seemed like barely an hour they ambled back off the hill, high-5ing their way down the increasingly slippery run in to hand over to Lizzie on leg 4. The Hunks of leg 3, Julien and Matt Huxford – which is the ace and which is the carrier of food in the pair, I shall leave to you to decide, headed off to point 1 in a flash of blue and orange. Matt unfortunately asked Julien if he had any jokes, and was shocked to discover that he didn’t…. Julien then got distracted trying to remember a joke and they took a somewhat circuitous route (via CP6) to CP2. After that, joke remembering was reined in for a while as nav took precedence until other teams were falling to Juliens unique navigational style. Matt managed to fall over at least 5 times, but luckily he managed to cushion his fall by landing on his face, so all is fine. He also used the celebrated “dog with worms” bumslide style of hill descent (his words, not mine). I believe they managed a direct route to CP6 after knowing where it was from before and shot off the hill to hand over to Paul. The Darlings were set off in the mass start, and so had a bit of a mission on their hands to get through the nav section. … I shall leave it to Alison to talk you through their race….leg3

We were part of the mass start for leg 3 runners at 1.30pm, so began with a fair crowd of people.  We had also been out to watch which way the front runners headed off at the start of the leg so the first ten minutes were spot on.  We slightly overshot the footpath turning to cp1, but retraced and continued upwards to cp1 where we bumped into Jo and Charmayne in the last kilometre or so of their leg 2 run.  Quick hello, then off through some gorse bushes, up to a wall and along a track for quite some distance, through quarry workings and then we could see cp2 up ahead at a wall corner.  Great.  Then we decided to keep going up and up and up, ascending to the summit of Moel Elio into the clag.  This added a big chunk of time and we ought to have contoured round the mountain, towards the stream upon which cp3 was situated.  However, we finally gained the summit (there is lovely cairn at the top) and  headed down and along the ridge, pausing slightly when it started going up again but carrying on (and on and on), passing a couple of runners coming towards us who said something about cp4.  Eventually, we stopped and realised we had definitely missed cp3 as we were practically at cp4.  So we began contouring back, thinking if we hit the stream we could follow it up to cp3, but then decided this was a rubbish plan and climbed back to the ridge track and retraced our steps as far as the point where we had thought it was a bit odd to be climbing again.  Couldn’t see an actual stream but felt that if ever there was a perfect place for a stream this would be it and sure enough, our judgement proved to be sound as – hooray – there it was!  We actually whooped and danced with joy when we found it (notwithstanding it must have taken about 2 hours since cp2).  On the plus side we knew the route to cp4 so were able to run straight to it.  There was a nice marshal (Nick) at the checkpoint and he was on the radio confirming to HQ that we were there and ok.  We checked the map again and set off, confidently, for cp5.  For quite a while, we were fine, clearly on the right track through a series of marked crossing points but then we must have overshot and ended up doing some lengthy map faffing trying to work out which wall corner/stream junction we should head for and the best way to get there (and, for added muddle-headedness, also completely ignoring the obvious trail of footprints).  We knew cp5 must be “over there somewhere” so eventually we just headed straight to the stream and used that as a handrail to go back up the valley, as this would at some point bring us to the checkpoint.  This worked brilliantly.  To the extent that not only could we see cp5 but it began making its way towards us!  No, we not hallucinating.  Nice guy Nick was carrying it to us.  That was the good news, the bad news was that the course was officially closed and we were the last people (of the whole event) out on the hills and could we please come back to base with him?  We did “suggest” we could dib for cp5 and “quickly” go to cp6 (it wasn’t that far away) but he said no, definitely not.   He was on the radio, assuring the base team that we were fine and they could stand the ambulance team down.  I did ask if Mountain Rescue had been about to come out and he said no, it hadn’t got to that stage.  Poor Nick, he had to put up with us for the remaining couple of kilometres to the lane above the base and at which point he said “It’s ok, you can run ahead now”. 

We did so and could see a few lone figures clustered round a little pile of baggage – our lovely GDH team mates relieved to see us and quite amazed we were in such good spirits.  They had even saved us two pieces of Andrea’s rocky road!  I haven’t bothered to look at any stats but we were out for five hours and it was nearly dark when we finally got back to the base.”

Quite an epic – There is a note at the end about this as well – so keep reading….


Ahhhh. Rocky Road. *drool*

Leg 4 – the glory leg

The Babes handed over to Lizzie “the flyer” Leason who has been practicing her short fast races up in the dark realms of scotland. She did herself proud, rocketing around the course in an astonishingly short time. So fast was she that the Blue and Orange of her vest was smeared across the vision of all who saw her, the friction of the air bled colour from that very vest, so who knows what colour it will be next time she races. (I really hope it’ll continue to be blue and orange!). The Hunks final leg was taken by Paul Stitt. Despite having been somewhat in the injury box for the past few months, Paul had the best run of a long time, his cycling fitness certainly standing him in good stead, with barely a tweak from past injuries, he battled on to the end knowing that cake and beer awaited the finishers. The Darlings leg 4 runner was none other than Beccy Smith, who again ran with the mass start. She started conservatively, but soon broke ranks and ran like the wind, showing her true speed and potential. Mud and blood spattered, she ran into the finish in excellent time – in fact, an hour faster than her publicised time on the website. Superb running!


Paul heading off on the final stint

Thanks to all those who took part, organising relay teams is a bit like herding cats, so really, thankyou. Especially to those of you who took part at short notice.

Thanks also to Andrea for providing what I understand was excellent Lemon drizzle cake and rocky road.

Thanks to those of you who put up and took down the tent.

As a final note, I’d like to mention that although Alison and Becky may have been on the hill for 5 hours, they were fully prepared. They knew what they were getting into and had no qualms about it. This is perhaps something we should all aspire to be like. Have the skills to get out and do things, have no fear of what the hills or races hold, and have the knowledge and ability to get off the hill safely should we need to.

Excellent running ladies and lads. I hope you are inspired to get out on the hill even more.

Final results looked like this: Hunks 84th. Babes 130th. Darlings not listed with a time. 176 teams finished.

Summer is back! The weekend report.

A fair amount of stuff happened this weekend, so I have been compiling this over the last few hours as various results and photos have been trickling in. If I haven’t included you in the report, I can only apologise on your behalf for not letting me know you were off doing something interesting. I personally found out just how much fun it is to have stitch again, and was also reminded why it is always good to take food along to eat at the end of an XC race. I thought we were winding down for the winter in terms of races, but it would seem not. So carry on racing you lot. And let me know what yer up to. Preferably before the Sunday evening….

Dark Peak 30

Jason Hart was the sole brave Glossopdaler to take on this significant 30 miler around bits of the Dark Peak. Never straying too far from the classic honeypots of the area it gives some lovely views of reservoirs and bits of Kinder etc. Or so I am told. Jason packed his picnic and yomped off around the Peak, enjoying sunshine, showers, breezes and squalls. So much like a normal summers day then. Jason finished in 6:56 despite the warm weather and exciting amounts of cramp along with a full compliment of toenails.

King of the Hill Marathon

Guy Riddell took part in this sprint distance event. True to form, he searches out the crownnew races that no-one has ever heard of and sneaks in to snatch an unsuspecting podium place. This was no exception. Having secured a pass out, he then went on to eat his way through the short distance race (a piffling 26.2 miles), singing bad renditions of 80’s power ballads all the way. I wonder if that was the reason for everyone else letting him into 3rd place? No idea. Whatever it was he had a fantabulous time and enjoyed himself, laughing all the way to 3rd place overall. Superb effort, and I hope he kept the crown.

Shine a light night race

In aid of the Winnie Mombasa foundation, and organised by our own lovely Helen Thornhill, this lovely little runner was on Saturday night down at the Hargate hill stable area. It ran around some of the trails there (well known to those who speed rep along the flatter bits) as a 5k race and a 2k youngsters dash. There nightlightwere a lot of people with head torches, some more powerful than others. John Stephenson went disguised as a waiter and managed to fool everyone into thinking he was going to get some canapes – so they let him through. A sneaky way of getting 1st V60, I have to say. Steve Pepper was out, his son Tom had evidently persuaded him to push the baby buggy the entire way around. No idea on the placings, but Tom was almost certainly about 2 seconds faster than Steve. Small children beating you in races Steve? You’re going to have to get used to that. I understand that Dan Ellingworth and Mandy Beames may well have been there too, though I have yet to have further corroboration of that. Will Mather also ran in the 5k and took a thoroughly no-nonsense approach, not even stopping to smell the roses, coming in a rather respectable 3rd. Even more importantly, his sons (names unknown to me – but aged 7 and 11) lets call them Luke and Han, did rather well in the kids run. Lets face it, 2k is a decent distance, no matter what your age. Excellent running there!

Manchester Half marathon

Ensuring that this report is in no way chronological, the Manc half was on Sunday. A few of our brave souls took part in this delightful pootle around the most scenic areas of our local city. The Glossopdale charge appears to have been led by the David Duo, with the results looking something like this:-

David “the Lowedown” Chrystie-Lowe 1:34:25 4th v60 (and 1/2 mara PB!)
David “chasing the other one” Boundy 1:35:57
Tony “1st V70” Hillier 1:41:59 1st V70
Rob “just wait til I’m V70” Sheldon 1:42:17
Susan “speedier than last year” Moore 2:33:33
David “the pacer” Munday 2:33:34
Mandy “laser” Beames 2:53:38

Amsterdam Marathon

Gliding across the sea towards the Hague, we had a few people wandering across the gap for a taste of Happy Pizza, interesting coffee shops and a 26.2 mile trot around a city which is lower than sea level. The southern contingent consisting of Claire Campbell may or may not have met up with the reprobate contingent consisting of Ian “Walton” McGarry and Alan “Barton” Scholefield, but I’m sure that they all behaved appropriately in a continental city where vast stocks of absinthe are available. As far as I can make out, Ian finished in 4:07:40 (3:54:42), with Alan at 4:31:31 (4:18:33). I understand that Claire finished in about 2 hours – so either she broke the Womens (and mens) record, the timing chip thing on Facebook tracking is out, or she did the half. I await the correct outcome with bated breath.

Paul Peters was apparently off doing something in Mid Lancs – Paul, I have no idea what it was, I just saw it on Strava. Im guessing it was some kind of XC thing? Im going to say that you thoroughly enjoyed yourself even though the weather was clement and ice creams were fully available.

Cross Country

hunksThe first of this seasons XC fixtures took place this week with the beginning of the rather competitive MACCL in Heaton Park. It was astonishingly dry and warm giving the roadies a distinct advantage over their cold weather/bog loving fell based adversaries. There were not enough ladies from glossop to get a team entry in (what with a number of them being over in Wales for the FRA’s), but there were enough for the lads to get 26th team and 27th Vet team, which was quite nice – though of course there is room for improvement.

Ladies – 12th Kirsty Sharp 37:14
16th Emma Rettig 37:49 (?) thats what the official results say… were you there Emma?!
209th Sarah Leah 54:20

Gents– 62nd Chris Webb 39:13
85th Tim Budd 40:04
131st Steve Crossman 41:59
192nd Greg Wasinski 44:37
231st Matt Crompton 46:47
298th Frank Fielding 49:55
334th Ian Oates 51:58
342nd John Stephenson 52:50
354th Andy Burnett 53:34

FRA relays

The logistics of getting a team of 6 (fit and able) runners to somewhere in the UK for them to run in a relay race should not be underestimated. This year it was the turn of Eryri over in Snowdonia to host the Hill relays and we had 3 teams, 2 ladies and one gents who went over to the delightful quarries of Llanberis to enjoy the racing and atmosphere. I suspect there are a number of stories to be told for this one, and I’m certainly not going to get them all down and written now, so there may be a midweek special relays report.


Anthony Johnson was back in town this weekend and proved his current level of fitness by busting out a new PR at Glossop Parkrun. Have a butchers at the consolidated report here.

Other stuff

Club Champs – if you want your parkrun time to be included in the Road and overall champs can you please let me know your fastest GLOSSOP park run time for 2017. There is no easy way for me to collate peoples fastest times for this single year. Let me know yours, I’ll verify it, and then give you points. If you don’t send me your time, you won’t get points. You have been warned.

Solstice run will be taking place on the evening of the 21st December. It’s a Thursday. More details to follow, but stick the date in your diary.