Monthly Archives: February 2013

Belvoir Challenge, Harby, Leicestershire, Saturday, February 23, 2013

Dave Robson

This is my fourth time for this event. The reasons I keep returning are the friendly runners, locals and organisers and the variety of routes. The race starts and ends at the same place and uses some of the same checkpoints, but the organisers seem to be able to vary the direction and routes between the checkpoints.

Properly-equipped runner.

We drove down the day before and took the opportunity to look round Lincoln. Melanie had only visited it years ago and I had never been. I liked it, especially the area around the castle and cathedral. It was a cold day though and it was hard to spend too long outdoors.

Last Sunday on the Hardmoors Osmotherley marathon I had a bit of a cold. I also took quite a bit of skin off my heels. The cold seemed to be coming back on Friday and my heels were still a bit raw. I seriously wondered whether I could do Belvoir, but the plan was to strap up my heels with several layers and to see how my cold was on Saturday morning.

Saturday morning dawned, I strapped up my heels and they seemed to be okay. My cold also seemed a bit better. The run also had a option of a 15m alternative and the separation point was about 5m into the race so I thought that would give me the option of a bail out if I didn’t feel good.

The race organisers encouraged the runners to get to the front of the start line this year – a very welcome development as it can be a bit frustrating trying to get round walkers at the start. Soon after the start we had the first stretch of mud and this was an indication of some of what was to come. But we were lucky, some parts which could have been muddy were frozen. But it was a mixed bag, some were frozen, some not. Just before the end we reached a genuinely large mud pool and there was no alternative but to go straight through it. Melanie went first (she never used to like mud, how things have changed in the last year !) to cries of ‘Eugh’ from several 15m walkers who were watching and contemplating which way to go. Melanie had an slightly eventful race, she slipped early on (no damage) and later had her hat taken off by a bush that reached out and grabbed it .

When we reached the separation point of the 26m and 15m option I was feeling pretty good. The padding on my heels seemed to be working, my cold seemed much better. We were both feeling tired though as our legs had not recovered from the races last Sunday. But that wasn’t sufficient reason to do the 15m.

The route undulated around and across fields, through attractive villages and every 5m or so there was a checkpoint with plenty of home made food (but no pizza this year). At about 19m we went close to the lovely Belvoir Castle. At about 21m it started to snow, but it felt that we were almost back by then. I was pretty tired at this point and the run walk strategy we were employing was helping Melanie’s ITB which had been giving her some concern since the 14m point.

We got back to the Village Hall to the soup followed by bread and butter pudding. The proceeds of this race go to the local school and the schoolchildren seemed to have got much more involved in the event this year. There were pictures on the wall, little cards on the tables saying ‘Thank you for doing the Belvoir Challenge’ and every race completion certificate was a different drawing completed by a child. A nice touch.

Then it was a slow drive back to the snowfields of the North

Snake Lane 10, Pocklington, Saturday, February 23, 2013

Clare Readey

I’d completely forgotten I’d entered this race until a brown envelope appeared on my doormat a few days before. In fact, I’d convinced myself I hadn’t entered – on checking my emails, saw no trace of a 2013 entry – but did discover I’d entered in 2012 and forgotten about that one, too. I’m pleased to see I’m consistent in my disorganisation.

Pair of mugs.

So, I found myself in the picturesque market town of Pocklington, on a crisp, bright, Sunday morning. I have the incredible fortune to have lovely friends who live in the village – oddly enough, just around the corner from Rachel B – so the start line saw me well rested and fed, with a perfectly delectable 5 minute walk from their house to Race HQ. And with aforementioned lovely friend carrying back my Striders hoodie – which I did debate hanging on to cos’ it was flippin’ freezing – I was all set and ready to go.

We gathered next to the playing field, caught up with fellow Striders, and were soon ushered, en masse, a few minutes up the road to the start line. The route is superb. From the outset it’s fast, flat and scenic – Pocklington is pretty enough, but Bishop Wilton and an assortment of charming, country villages inspired some serious house envy in me. Quiet roads, country lanes, some main road sections towards the end but I was largely oblivious to traffic by then and enjoying seeing whether I could maintain my pace.

There’s a cheeky little hill between miles 7 and 8, which Rachel had warned me about (it’s not steep, but long) which flattens out after a bit before rising again ahead of the straight mile or two back into Pocklington. I could see the clock tower ahead in the distance, and it was reassuring to push through the last mile with an end point in sight. I swear Alister’s rousing cheers speed me up by ten seconds every time – in fact, when I race and he’s not there I mentally hear his dulcet tones shouting me home – and there I was, around the corner with a strong, comfortable finish.

A fabulous route, fast course, well marshalled, great atmosphere and rolling scenery. What’s not to love? I’ll be back again next year, and so should you.


Pos Name Club Cat Pos Time
1 Carl Ryde Doncaster AC M 0:51:59
63 Melissa Neal March AC FV35 1 1:02:22
355 Alister Robson MV40 1:16:33
451 Rachael Bullock F 1:20:25
502 Claire Readey FV35 1:22:35
653 Alan Smith MV60 1:33:29
661 Barrie John Evans MV60 1:34:48
667 Jacquie Robson FV35 1:35:21
688 Christine Farnsworth FV60 1:39:08
702 Emma Detchon F 1:42:07

752 finishers.

English National XC Championships, Herrington Park, Sunderland, Saturday, February 23, 2013

Mudman & Mudwoman

Probably the Toughest Cross Country Race in the World?!

Saturday saw 36 Striders compete in the English National Cross Country Championships held this year at Herrington Park near Penshaw Monument. To simply say that it was a tough race doesn’t do it any justice. It was probably the most muddy, most gruelling x/c race Mudwoman and I have competed in during our 24 year x/c careers! For those who chose this race to make their x/c debut I can only say an extra special “well done” and “it’s not usually this bad”! The mud was deep and unrelenting. There were very few ‘good lines’ through it, so experience counted for little, and there was no respite from the grind – no easy sections – it was just heads down, get round and compete where you could – so hats off to everybody who ran! If ever a race deserved to come with a medal on completion it was this one (although, as Alister pointed out, with some bitterness, there were no medals!)

Aren't they clean? Not for long ... The day started with fears that the whole event would be called off because of the heavy snow that fell over night and in the morning. But that wasn’t to be and we arrived at a snowy venue with the course still largely covered in the white stuff. Adam’s u/17s race was first up and the mud claimed its first victim – one of Adam’s shoes! He managed to find it and put it back on but lost a bit of time although still finishing well in the highly competitive field. There was a gap of nearly two hours before the senior women’s race and the covering of white gradually turned into a covering of brown as more and more people began to arrive and trample the snow underfoot. The tent proved a welcome haven from the elements as more and more Striders assembled and, in spite of a degree of overcrowding, the ‘tentless’ Crook runners were invited to share our space. A huge wave of women runners set off on their race and included 15 Striders, two of whom were making their x/c debuts – Greta Jones & Joanne Richardson both of whom ran with great determination. Fiona led the team home but every single one of the Purple Tide made a super human effort on that course – well done everyone! It was good to see Debs back in the fold and Barbara seems to improve with every race. It was great that everyone got round in one piece and Striders had one of the biggest teams on the day.

Once more into the shit! And this bloke's only 50 yards in and he looks like he's having second thoughts ... The senior men’s field of over 1,000 runners assembled for the final race and it was good to hear the old ‘Shipman Roar’ once again as we all stood eager for the off. As the field was forced into a narrow section after the first 400m it was like running in a football crowd but things did begin to ‘thin out’ as the race progressed. There were hills on the course, unsurprisingly, but the mud was the biggest challenge. It covered the whole course – not just certain sections – but the whole bl##dy thing! And it was deep! Too deep to obtain any real speed on the downhill sections and too deep to be able to develop any sort of rhythm as you ran . So well done to those making their debuts; including Tom Spurling who had a cracking race, David Brown who made it round unscathed and to Mike Elliott who bravely fought on for two laps – well done! And well done to all the 21 men who set off and were led home by Will – you should all be proud of your achievement(Brian and Alan particularly)! Well done too to all the Striders who spectated (Jacquie, Stan, Nigel, Simon, Louise & Mandy)- at least we could run to keep warm!

So the Nationals are over for another year. They are always tough – you would expect that in a National Championship – but some are tougher than others and this year really took the biscuit for toughness – real ‘hard tack’! What a contrast to last year when some of us got slightly sunburnt on Hampstead Heath! We look forward to seeing you all for another dose next year, where ever it is and whatever the conditions – it couldn’t be as bad as this year – could it?


Pos Name Club Cat Time
1 Keith Gerrard Newham and Essex Beagles 0:41:21
496 Will Horsley 0:55:45
543 Tom Spurling 0:56:42
544 Jeremy Lloyd 0:56:42
608 James Garland 0:58:07
616 Matt Claydon 0:58:15
698 Geoff Davis 1:00:14
834 Keith Wesson 1:03:54
848 Aaron Gourley 1:04:17
862 Shaun Roberts 1:04:48
864 Michael Hughes 1:04:51
869 Mike Bennett 1:05:02
882 Conrad White 1:05:35
913 Alister Robson 1:06:50
962 David Brown 1:08:58
964 Brian Ford 1:09:16
995 David Shipman 1:11:52
1012 David Selby 1:12:36
1033 Dougie Nisbet 1:15:09
1078 Alan Smith 1:31:11

1085 finishers. Men’s Team 58th of 79 (6 to count), 35th of 37 (9 to count).

Surface conditions.

Pos Name Club Cat Time
1 Louise Damen Winchester and District AC 0:29:31
206 Fiona Shenton 0:41:04
247 Juliet Percival 0:42:37
266 Susan Davis 0:43:30
276 Roz Layton 0:44:03
282 Megan Bell 0:44:10
319 Debs Goddard 0:46:12
323 Katy Walton 0:46:17
326 Stef Barlow 0:46:28
331 Jan Young 0:46:55
363 Barbara Dick 0:49:25
364 Jean Bradley 0:49:29
379 Greta Jones 0:50:49
412 Emma Detchon 0:56:06
423 Sue Jennings 1:02:08
425 Joanne Richardson 1:04:25

427 finishers. Women’s Team 32nd of 46.

Yeah, this is *very* similar to Usain Bolt's event ...

Under 17 Men
Pos Name Club Cat Time
1 Adam Howard Oldham and Royton 20:32
169 Adam WALKER 24:33

226 finishers.


Ann Johnson Absent Friends Trail Run, Cowpen Bewley Country Park, Sunday, February 17, 2013

Approx 4.5m

Alister Robson

I saw this race promoted a lot online recently and quite fancied it, but thought as I probably did last year and the year before that I’d be better doing a longer slower run with a marathon in only a couple of months to do. In the end a bit of a knee tweak I’ve been carrying for a couple of weeks persuaded me to dial down the miles a bit and brought this back into my possibilities list. The race was started 5 years ago in memory of a former Billingham Marsh House Harriers member, Ann Johnson, who sadly died of leukaemia. Ann’s husband, Barry and children set up the race in her memory.

It was a beautiful morning and there were loads of people milling about in the sun, quite a few of whom I recognised and chatted to including several who’d started running regularly through parkrun and were now club members. I couldn’t see any other Striders, although it would have been right up their street for many.

The race starts at the top of a hill so from there there’s only one way to go – downhill and fast, from there it circles round and through the country park before taking in the edges of fields and just before the end another bigger hill. In a lot of parts it was soggy and muddy underfoot, giving it more of a cross country feel than say a fell race, but it was all runnable and well signposted by cheery marshals. The final part is just over the brow of the first hill, a nice fast finish in front of cheering crowds and those runners who have already finished.

I made it nearer 4 and a half miles rather than the advertised approx 5, but that was neither here nor there. There was nice bright yellow technical t-shirt, a bottle of water and a Mars bar for all finishers, Ann’s daughter, Emma wrote elsewhere, “Mum’s only excuse for a Mars bar was after a race! Never has chocolate tasted so good.” A great fun race and great value at a tenner, and would have been even cheaper if I’d got myself organised and entered in advance. Strongly recommended.

Commondale Clart, North York Moors, Sunday, February 17, 2013

BS / 5.2m / 722'

David Shipman

Beautiful, sunny skies and temperatures above freezing with only a breeze made for near-perfect running conditions on Sunday, apart from the fact that underfoot all was entirely clarty, as the race title suggested!!

Numbers depleted by the late drop outs, Mike B and Nigel H, a small band of Striders assembled outside the pub in Commondale village, rallied by Jan Y, led home by Will H, with Mike, David, Laura and Barbara also enjoying a largely runnable route across the moors, with fantastic panoramas if you took a moment to pause for the views and get the breath back … which was essential after the uphill start.

Despite the abundant clart the path was pretty easy to follow for us mere mortals, though at the sharp end the leading pack of 8 runners, including Will, missed a turn and headed for the next valley, finishing much further down the field than pace and form indicated, so for Will it was a disappointing start to the NE fells championships!!


Pos Name Club Cat Pos Time
1 Joe Blackett Dark Peak FR MV45 40.00
14 Kay Neesam New Marske Harriers FV45 1 41.43
55 Will Horsley NFR M 21 49.40
71 Michael Hughes MV45 11 52.07
83 David Shipman MV55 8 53.08
103 Jan Young FV60 1 57.11
117 Barbara Dick MV40 7 65.18

128 finishers.

Compass Sport Trophy, Slaley Forest, Sunday, February 17, 2013

Colin Blackburn

The Compass Sport Cup & Trophy is the nearest thing in orienteering to what the Harrier League is to NE cross country. One key difference is that it is a national competition with regional qualification rounds; another is that, as some orienteering clubs are very small, the competition is divided into the Cup for big clubs and the Trophy for small clubs. My club, Northern Navigators, is a small club so at the weekend we competed against other small clubs in the north of England and southern Scotland for a place in the final of the Compass Sport Trophy.

The two competitions take place simultaneously and this year were organised by NATO, the Tyneside orienteering club rather than the military alliance and a big club, and took place in Slaley Forest south of Hexham. There are several different classes depending on age and gender with upto two or three runners in each class counting towards an overall club score made up of the best 13 runners overall. Like the Harrier League those runners who aren’t counters still help in pushing counters from other clubs into lower positions. Because of the scoring it’s definitely an event for the club coming out in force, in breadth and depth. And on the day NN really did come out in force, fielding 20 competive runners. And what a day! It was bathed in glorious sunshine.

Northern NavigatorsElfie dropped me in the middle of the forest near Ladycross Quarry where the event assembly was and my plan was to zip round the course and then jog back home for a late lunch. As I got out of the car I bumped into Dougie who reminded me that the start was getting on for a mile away. I was just about to head to the start with Dougie when I remembered I had to pick up a new club top. Although you don’t have to run in club colours it’s nice to show your colours on an occasion like this and so I headed to the car park to get a brand new top from the back of Boris’s car. By the time I had jogged to the start and got changed there was only 10 minutes to go before my start time and Dougie was well into the woods already.

First two legsAlthough it was dry from above it was anything but from below. Some of the tracks were positively clarty and even patches of dry-looking open ground turned out to be marshy. At one point I was almost up to my knees in mud. Great stuff! The navigation was fairly straightforward though I had a couple of misses and at one point struggled across a landscape of tree stumps and ditches when it would definitely have been easier to take a long route round a nice track. In many ways this really is cross country: ditches, mud, streams, mud, uneven ground, mud, hills, mud, nice tracks and even more mud – it was glorious! As I got to the last control seventy something minutes after starting I saw Dougie, and serveral others, looking for it. Maybe I was lucky but my line took me right into the control and then it was just a short track run to the finish. At the finish I realised how much punishment my nice brand new top had taken along with my nice new Craft thermal. I guess there was more gorse and scratchy trees than I had thought.

After hanging around a minute or two for Dougie we walked back to his car via the assembly area to download our dibbers. By now it was a lot later than I had expected and so I wasn’t going to make it home for a late lunch. Instead I took advantage of Dougie’s Berlingo as an impromptu coffee shop and changing room. Since this was the largest gathering of our club for a good while I decided to hang around for a club photo. Herding orienteers is a bit like herding cats but eventually 20 of us managed to be in the same place at once and we got a photo.

Then it was just the run home! From the edge of Slaley Forest I took the packhorse trail over the fell to Penny Pie and then down to Blanchland. By the time I got to Baybridge I decided to walk up the road rather than het knee-deep in mud again by using the footpath. In the end the run home was longer than the orienteering and I had definitely missed my lunch!

The good news was that Northern Navigators had come second in Trophy round and had thus qualified for the final. A great achievement and I hope I will be able to make the final later in the year but I’m sure the club will be out in force vying to win the Compass Sport Trophy.

Hardmoors Osmotherley Trail Half Marathon, Sunday, February 17, 2013

Melanie Hudson

It was nice being in Osmotherley as this is where I did my first ever marathon. However this time it was for a different event, the Hardmoors Half marathon, that had brought me back to this village. They were also offering a 10k and marathon option (you can probably guess which one Lisrun did).

We picked our numbers up at the village hall, then at 9am I went outside to wave off those who were doing the full marathon.

In the money! The half marathon started at 10am and begins with the first 1km on road. We then turned off on to the Cleveland way and the rest of the race was mainly on trails with a few pretty muddy sections and even bits of snow. I got to mile five where a marshal pointed out to me that I was currently the third lady, I knew there was still a fair bit to go yet but I hoped if I kept pushing myself I could maintain that position. The route then took us in down a one mile descent that zig zagged through Clain Wood, it was nice to actually be going downhill as up until this point I felt there had been quite a bit of up. As we came out of the woods it was the start of an out and back section and probably the hardest part of the course. After crossing the road it was just one long non stop ascent to Knolls End.

The out and back section was useful to gauge where other runners were. I saw the first and second lady coming back down the hill and knew they were way ahead of me so there was no point in trying to catch them. I got to the top, turned around and made my way back down. I passed the fourth lady who must only have been about a minute behind me so I knew the pressure was on. I took advantage of the rocky downhill by throwing caution to the wind and descending as fast as I could hoping to increase the gap between us. It was then back through the edge of Clain Wood but this is where it then went a bit wrong. I was too busy talking to another runner and managed to miss the direction sign and took the wrong path. I ran down a hill and other runners were following me :O, I only realised it was the wrong way when I got to the bottom. I turned around (apologising to those that had followed) and went back up the hill, kicking myself for wasting time, energy and probably my position, it was a silly mistake but I guess I was getting pretty tired by now. At this point I had lost about three minutes and had no idea what position I was now in.

Running most of the hills then the fast walk up Knolls End had really taken it out of me and by mile 10 all I wanted to do was walk. From then on I had to run/walk the hills, I didn’t know if there was any point of pushing myself since I had probably lost third lady position, however the slim possibility that I hadn’t kept me going. The last mile and a half were thankfully mainly downhill, I knew I was so close so put everything into the descent. I got to the village hall, they checked my position and I had come in third female 🙂 I was over the moon.

It was the first time Hardmoors had run this event, it was really good and we plan to do more in this series, it was well organised, the route well signed and manned checkpoints approx every two miles.

Dave finished his marathon a bit later with some impressive blisters on his heels to show for it, ouch.

Hardmoors Osmotherley Trail Marathon, Sunday, February 17, 2013

27.3m / 4000'

Dave Robson

The Hardmoors Osmotherley Trail marathon was tough. Some big hills and quite a bit of mud and some snow.

There was quite a climb out of Osmotherley, then the route undulated along trails across the moors to halfway. Then 3m over three big hills along the Cleveland Way from Lordstones cafe to just before Clay Bank. It took an hour. Then back to Lordstones via the lower path which was pretty muddy – that took me almost an hour as well.

Then it was following the Cleveland Way back to Osmotherley. It started with a big climb up Carlton Bank and the a lovely descent to Scugdale and a long drag to the radio station and the descent into Osmotherley and the finish. There were some lovely views from some of these hills. It was a beautiful day to run. Sunny with only a bit of wind. It would have been much harder if the weather had not been so kind.

It was a well organised event with a tee shirt and a medal for all finishers, plenty of well stocked checkpoints and a well marked course. There were three events being held on the same day – a marathon, half marathon and 10K and everyone seemed to enjoy the first running of this event. There are four more similar days in different places on the North York moors during the rest of the year. Aaron Gourley was also running the marathon but he finished so far ahead of me he had long gone by the time I finished. My time was just under 6hr 45min which is much longer than I normally take, but this one had lots of hills, so I wasn’t disappointed with that time. Phil Owen did an excellent job at his checkpoint having carried all sorts of provisions up a big hill to reach his station. Melanie ran the half marathon and did very well and she has written a separate report.

The only difficulty is that I finished with very bad blisters on my heels. I can’t recall this happening before. I used the same shoes for the Hardmoors 30 and they were fine there, so I am not sure what is going on. They had better heal fast !

Valentines Zombie Run, Chopwell Forest, Saturday, February 16, 2013

Mark Dunseith

After seeing a video on YouTube over a year ago advertising a zombie run I got excited almost immediately. As a fan of the zombie genre I was eager to sign up but after clicking on the link I was disappointed to see that the run was in Baltimore in the US. Fast forward a year and my wife, Anita, emailed me from work to say that a colleague has spotted a zombie run in the North East, organised by Skulltopia Events. I again was very excited, until I saw the price: £38 for 5k. However, comparing this to events such as Tough Mudder and Men’s Health Survival of the Fittest this seems like the going rate. After a bit more research I found a note on Skulltopia Events’ Facebook page saying they were looking for volunteers to be zombies and in return you can have free entry to the next calendar event. I emailed straight away and started recruiting fellow zombies. I tried to sell it by getting them to think of it as a huge game of tig/tag, rather than flesh eating zombies and their prey. A few friends from my American Football team and Anita (somewhat against her wishes) and I all signed up.

'If you go down to the woods today ...'

We arrived in Chopwell woods not really knowing what to expect and made our way to the make-up tent where we were “zombified” by Shades of Wray FX. After modifying our costumes, cutting them to pieces, we were taken to our positions. As there were less than the expected number of zombies turning up we had to quickly run from the first scare point to a second position before finally making our way to the end zombie gauntlet. As well as avoiding zombies the runners had a bit of hill running to take part in and obstacles, making sure they are nice and tired by the time they reach the zombie gauntlet.

Our job, apart from trying to scare the runners, was to remove three tags from their belts. Once they lose all three lives they are ‘infected’. They still complete the race but are no longer targets for the zombies.

Right from the beginning there was a competitiveness amongst the zombies as to who can get the most lives and with three races throughout the day we had plenty of opportunities to attack our victims. We had the element of surprise and spent the day perfecting the best ambush spots and plans of how best to herd the runners into the path of fellow zombies.

The day was a huge success and was even featured on Look North on Saturday evening with a longer piece being aired this coming Thursday as well as this piece online through Sky Tyne and Wear. Despite not looking forward to the day at all and thinking that the whole thing was silly, Anita had such a fun day that she has volunteered us to do it all again in two weeks time in Hamsterley forest. I can’t wait. Run for your lives!

Liversedge Half Marathon, Sunday, February 10, 2013

Sue Jennings

Jill and Sue. When Alister said this was a hilly half marathon I always believed it would be but what I didn’t realise is that it takes in some of the Spen 20 course which I ran in 2012 when I was at my fittest.

Jill and I set off early on the Sunday morning (just in case we got lost on the way – I have a history of this as you all know and was the navigator) but we managed to find the parking and village hall straight away so had plenty of time to register and get ourselves as prepared as we could be (so no wins on your bets Alister and Bill). It was snowing quite heavily and I don’t think either of us were overly enthusiastic at this point.

Anyway we set off at 11am in the snow well wrapped up with hats, gloves, coats, buffs and anything else we could find that we had taken with us. Within a couple of miles we were soaked through to the skin and I was thinking “that’s another stupid mess you have got us in to Susan!” At 5 and a half miles we hit a nice downhill section followed by about a mile of straight which whizzed past. There was then a lovely big hill at about half way which seemed to go on forever and I am sure that is where my legs started to feel very heavy. I kept saying to Jill go on and I will see you at the end but she refused and stayed with me whilst I must have moaned pretty much the rest of the way round! She did at one point threaten to sing to try and make me go faster but even Jill’s singing wouldn’t do it for me lol.

At about 10 miles we passed a guy walking and Jill was really encouraging towards him. When he didn’t answer her and didn’t speak to me even though I said hello I managed to put a spurt on as I was not going to let him beat me – what a misery guts!

Jill finished just before me and we were glad to get out of our wet clothes and head back for the car. We just couldn’t find the car though and wandered round Robertstown for a while before someone pointed us in the right direction. Then it was off for a well earned Sunday lunch and a drink. Jill says she quite enjoyed the run and would do it again. I can’t say I enjoyed much of it but knowing me I would do it again if persuaded in the pub.