From Carrock Fell to the Cleveland Way

In the days before the Carrock Fell race, I had been looking forward to running beneath clear skies, in light winds and possibly even a little sunshine. The forecast was good, the race a low key affair on the northern fells and the route promising a fast run over the tops with a long and faster still finish along the ridge to Calebreck. The forecast was wrong - the race photographer noting his heavy tripod was simply blown over in the freezing wind and the buffeting making many of his shots too blurred to use - the run across the tops a brutal slog into a fierce, bitter wind though the final descent was as expected, a fast blast down the ridge, finishing 26th in 48.04, and rewarded with free tea and cake. All good. A week later and on a coastline not noted for its warmth, it seemed summer had very suddenly arrived.
After running this coastline through the winter months in every possible type of winter weather, I paused frequently, simply enjoying the calm beauty of the day.
Passing Sand…

Out of Borrowdale

The Stan Bradshaw

Ilkley Moor fell race

Sidetracked Magazine - An interview with Cal Major

Bleasedale Circle Fell Race

Freeze thaw cycles

Out of Wasdale

Back on the Bob

Sunset in the east

Eels and Eagles

Some things never change