The Wasdale Warriors – running in the Lakes
Well, it’s been a while. It’s February already so I guess it’s time to crawl out of my cardboard box, escape the warm corner of the shed and dust off those well worked 2011 reptilian running legs.
2011 was a cracker. 2012 is gonna be even better!
Last weekend I met up with some fine people in the Lakes to run over some hills, eat, sleep and run some more. That was the plan anyway, and that’s pretty much what happened. HQ for the weekend was a couple of cottages in Wasdale Head (no less than the home of the one and only Joss Naylor a true running legend on a world level). It’s a pretty remote place – ‘the end of the road’ and with a fair amount of snow and freezing temperatures it’s a harsh environment. Inspiring though. So many hills, views and routes. You can sense the history of the hills reaching up either side of Wast Water both in how they were formed and by their contribution to the sport of fell-running.
Day 1, the weather was really kind. Blue skies for a lot of the day and fresh snow above 2000ft.Running peak-to-peak felt like such a privilege, with moments that I wouldn’t trade for all the money (or running shoes) in the world.
Day 2, we weren’t so lucky. Weather turned, lots of snow, sleet and cold winds so we didn’t quite get around all the peaks we had planned. Still managed a few however for the Numbers-King 😉
The Lake District is a remarkable place and I don’t say that lightly. It’s not like I’m short on options living in Scotland. It always makes me sad to leave, but I know I’ll continue to go back. Fairly soon too, if things work out with races etc.
Finally, it helped to have some cracking company: from the Lakes-Obssessed BGR-bound Johnny to the Crazy minimally-dressed southerner, the charming Chief Navigator to the chickpea-eating Himalayan hero and my one and only Running Da’ – Dinger.
Thanks for having me guys, I loved it.