lam Friday night and I can\'t find the campsite at Seathwaite so I drive up onto Ulpha Fell and pitch up a farm track. When I switch off the headlights I realise that the night sky is full of light.
Morning, and when I looked out of the tent I felt an almost physical touch on the stomach, I took a quick involuntary breath: the beauty was extraordinary. The cool freshness of the air, the early morning clarity holding the promise of a hot afternoon and the empty sweep of hills all around.
Down in the Duddon Valley people were already preparing for the race. A new event for me; on the map it looked like a good route and a relief to be away from the usual summits around Gable: the majestic Harter Fell followed by Hard Knott, Little Stand and the Three Shires Stone. Then south along the fine ridge above Coniston to The Caw: unusual summits and interesting route choices.
It was too fine a day to race and I was tired from work and lacking competitiveness and agression. I tried to hang onto Joss but he out climbed me on Hard Knott. There was nothing little about Little Stand. It was my first Lakeland race of the year: no strength on the climbs and no confidence on the descents. I got a bad line off Little Stand, clambering down through the crags and Ruth Pickvance got past and was out of sight by Three Shires Stone. The sun was burning now but once up onto Swirl How the air was cooler and I revelled in the good running over Dow Crag and White Pike to The Caw. As I poured orange down my throat at the finish Barry Thackery came in; \"Can\'t have been a bad run if I\'ve beaten Barry\", I thought. In conversation Barry mentioned he was coming up to his 60th birthday which puts things in perspective.
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