First things first, into race registration to pick up race numbers, sign the it's not your fault it's mine paperwork, and collect entry bag. I was hustling down a wet and windy street in Horta, the main town of Faial trying to keep my enthusiasm up. We'd been sitting in a cosy tea-house on the... Continue Reading →
The week running up to the Highlander was one of the worst weeks of my stomachs life. The two of us had been feeling great with a few races under the belt and a period of settled weather. Then, THEEEENN at 2 am on Saturday night the weekend before the race I woke up sweating... Continue Reading →
Slioch towers above the south east end of Loch Maree in Wester Ross, just north of the village of Kinlochewe. The Slioch Horseshoe hill race is one of the 10 Scottish long classic hill races and is run annually in May.
A wee bit of patter on my first Scottish hill race of the season, with the second (Slioch) now looming on the horizon. I 'borrowed' the main photo of the hill from Google as the race photos have yet to be released, it was a lot snowier on the day: The Stuc a’ Chroin 5000... Continue Reading →
A full moon lit the A9 as I headed north through Stirling, Perthshire and the Cairngorms, illuminating the remnants of last weeks snow and casting an atmospheric glow on shrouds of fog which clung to the mountain sides. Despite the moon and stars adorning a cloudless sky, it was raining. This is a defining feature... Continue Reading →
Tinto hill is an attractive wee peak located just off the M74 motorway in south Scotland, close to the village of Biggar. Being one of the last races in the Scottish hill running calendar and in close proximity to Edinburgh it usually attracts crowds of hundreds. The registration centres for Scottish hill races are often... Continue Reading →