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A popular if deceptive fell race about an hour or so from Durham organised by Allen Valley Striders. Navigation reasonably straightforward, often marshalled, and a good first fell race for the road runner who can get round a half-marathon. On a fine day you can scoot round in road shoes, but in poor weather it can be a different story. The organisers have been known to DQ runners for not carrying appropriate gear.

The Angus Tait Memorial Hexhamshire Hobble, Allendale, Sunday, December 3, 2017

10.6miles, 1000 ft elevation

Elaine Bisson

Most definitely a muddy one

This is just about my perfect race. Although you can pre-enter via post or online, EOD are available for one pound more at £8. It had been on my ever-growing list for quite some time. A FB post suggesting the ground would be firm and ideal for racing convinced me to enter on the day. A few texts to Michael and we were all set.

The race starts at a very sociable 11 am, we didn’t leave Durham until after 9, meaning a Sunday lie in was enjoyed!

Race HQ and parking are at the Allendale Primary School. After a few toilet stops (there was no queue), I had a little warm up with Michael while he took me to the start of the first hill, and pointing upwards warned me what I could see was not the top…not in the slightest.

I had mixed feelings, this was a last minute decision, a Sunday run to top-up my mileage to finish off (for me) a fairly heavy training week. My legs already felt pretty tired. Michael was as giddy as a schoolboy though. This evidently was one of his favourite races and he couldn’t contain his excitement, which was slowly rubbing off! However it’s a race, and I always get nervous before races, no matter what I tell myself beforehand.

We missed the race briefing and joined the runners as they made their way from the school hall, 200m to the start line in a muddy field. I was pretty sure the promise of firm ground was no longer right as the temperature soared and the thaw had well and truly set in.

The gun fired and we were off, splodging over a muddy field until we hit road and then up, for quite some time and quite a few miles. We then turned off onto an equally muddy and puddly trail; it got muddier and muddier until we were attempting to cross the bogs. I’m not fond of bogs, having torn my hamstring and had months off running because of them, so I really grew frustrated with myself for my lack of confidence. The low sun gleaming off all the sloppy mud and puddles made it really difficult to see.

It was such a pleasure to finally feel firm stone trails beneath my feet again and my legs, after their requisite 3-mile warm-up, were finally not aching anymore. I picked up speed and started to catch a few men who had skipped past me as I floundered in the bogs. I started to enjoy myself after that. It was a beautiful day. We turned so the sun was no longer in our eyes and you could see for miles over gorgeous Northumberland moorland. The frustration didn’t end though. Quite soon we were again navigating around boggy puddles along little tracks that you could barely place one foot comfortably, never mind try to run and swiftly get your next foot in front of your other. The thaw had well and truly set in, it was superbly damp and it did seem we were running in small streams. We splashed and soaked our legs for miles upon miles.
Over the worst of it and again we found ourselves flying downhill on road. I’d totally miscalculated, Michael had told me to be ready for the fast long descent. So when quite exhausted and tired I got on the road I thought that was it. I really picked up speed, only to realise the valley curves weren’t quite how I’d remembered Allendale and then with a sunken heart I spotted runners climbing out of the valley bottom up another steep, but shorter ascent. Anyway, I was longing for the promised descent and I realised this must be my last climb.

I gained quite a few places on the hill then we ran on a flattish stony trail until we reached a gate and I was told I was second lady.

I’d entered not really hoping for much. Looking around at the start I’d spotted a few runners that I’d convinced myself would be miles ahead of me, but once I realised my position I threw myself into maintaining it. I set off down this final long descent catching quite a few runners. I felt really strong by this point, I’ve grown to like descending, no, I really love it.

The finish line was in the field where we started. Welcomed in by Michael who had again managed an astonishing 5th place.
I was over the moon to find empty, warm, clean showers to rid my legs of mud and warm up. Tea and cakes were complimentary to runners. I have to say I’ve never seen such a huge selection of cakes, nor have I taken so long in choosing one! We gathered again in the sports hall and welcomed in Tim and Fiona. It was funny to see the faces filling the room. Some bodies covered in blood from knee down (its quite treacherous and you have to keep switched on running over all the rocky paths), others had fallen waist deep in bog and had needed runners to pull them out. I was so pleased to return relatively unscathed and to be 2nd lady.

The prize giving was in the hall, we stayed to collect mine, unfortunately, we had to dash as the second race of the day was on. The most important one, the one where we prove that we weren’t away for too long on a family day…. I just about made that one with minutes to spare!

It’s tough, there are two big climbs, the first being the longest. The terrain and exposure will yield different surprises each year. You can’t beat the organisation, price and wonderful community spirit that an event like this holds. Loved it!

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Angus Tait Hexhamshire Hobble, Allendale Town, Sunday, December 4, 2016

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Pos Name Club Cat Time
1 John Butters NFR Men Veteren 40-49 1:09:32
26 Jason Harding Men Veteren 40-49 1:21:00
29 Karen Robertson NFR Women Veteran 40-49 1:22:29
35 Geoff Davis NFR Men Veteran 50-59 1:26:06
99 Susan Davis NFR Women Veteran 50-59 1:42:37
108 Dougie Nisbet Men Veteran 50-59 1:44:05
127 Melanie Hudson Women Senior 1:51:20
147 Diane Harold Women Veteran 40-49 2:20:20
148 Joanne Porter Women Veteran 40-49 2:20:21

153 finishers

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Hexhamshire Hobble, Allendale, Sunday, December 7, 2014

CM/16.8 km/379 m

Diane Watson

Hell Freezes Over at the Hobble!

Elvet Striders gather in the sports hall for the 21st Angus Tait Memorial Hexhamshire Hobble in Allendale, NorthumberlandThis was my very first fell race: I entered on the day with relative confidence that I could finish it without getting lost but had no idea about how long I would take. It was 0°C when we bundled out of the car into the school sports hall where I was worrying about the kit check. I had all of the essential kit with me, but if I’d been asked any more than could be written on a postage stamp about how to use the compass, I would have failed miserably although my appreciation of the route was helped by having taken the time to study the course map and Google Earth at home.

After a brief pre-race talk we filed out to the start and were off pretty quickly, straight up a viciously steep hill then, after a fairly short section of road, we reached the first check point and turned left onto the fell for the first time. I started off trying to avoid the inevitable foot soaking, but once my feet were wet, there was little to lose, which made navigating through the mud and puddles much easier as I could stop dancing around as much to avoid the water.

It wasn’t long before a vicious snow storm descended upon us, carried on a biting arctic wind. The snow, alternating with hail, was being driven with force horizontally onto the side of my head and face and I was forced to stop and dig around in my brand-new bumbag for some warmer gear. I could see why we had to carry it all. If anyone had to stop with an injury in this, they would become dangerously cold very quickly.

Many were putting on jackets but all I wanted was my hat, which provided as much protection as I felt I needed. Off I went again and was constantly trying to find decent footing. There were huge icy-cold puddles – some almost knee deep – and slippery mud (though not as slippery as Aykley Heads cross-country mud I thought), with the track deeply rutted with loose stones in places making it frequently easier to run on the heather.

Soon I was descending to the first burn where I was protected from the wind, with the snow no longer falling as little ice swords, but as fluffy, fairy-tale, flakes. Then it was steeply up the other side to continue on the exposed track. Although the route was pretty obvious and there were always others to follow, there was at least one place where I could easily have taken a wrong turn but I had my trusty map with me and knew exactly where I was…no compass required!

I knew I was more than half way but could not relax into the run because once again, the vicious horizontal snow started, this time full into my face as I was now heading back towards the start. The combined snow and wind was so bad that my face was freezing and incredibly painful. I tried to protect it with my map at the expense of my hands but managed to keep running.

I found this section more challenging than the first and was constantly trying to choose the best line, which was difficult with reduced visibility due to the snow. My legs were starting to feel quite fatigued and I could feel another spectacular face plant coming on (to go with the one I did on the Hardmoors half at Goathland)!

But before anything drastic happened, I’d reached the marshalls on the edge of the fell who were reassuring us that it was “nearly done…all downhill now”. The road ahead seemed to go on for a very long way and I was perturbed not to see any signs of a village. I was overtaken by some runners who seemed to be enjoying the dreaded tarmac that is my personal nemesis.

Then Scott, my husband, appeared as a welcome friendly face to cheer me on and tell me that I didn’t have much further to go. I took great delight in running down the field to the finish line to see Penny and Flip, on their way to the car, cheering me in.

Back in a nice warm sports hall, I was taking off my shoes as requested and whilst my sausage-like fingers were struggling with my laces I was trying desperately to tell a woman who was offering to help runners with their shoes that there was a pin on the floor as lots of runners were in stockinged feet; my frozen face and lips would not respond however, and I couldn’t say the words without gibbering!

I was never so pleased for a warm cup of tea. There were a few pretty sickly looking runners in the hall, shivering in space blankets so I felt quite lucky that I was not hypothermic in such extreme conditions (despite having not used my jacket or gloves) and it was only my face that had felt the cold. Even my hands were warm when I first got back. I did manage a chuckle when I overheard one runner in the hall say that he couldn’t understand why he had to have a compass as he would ever need to draw a circle on the fell!

I was well impressed with the marshalls who were standing around in very exposed places in the same blizzard conditions that it was cold enough running in. They were all friendly, encouraging, and positive. I am really grateful to them for being there for us, and for everyone who baked scones and cakes and fed us hot drinks. I won a nice buff as a spot prize (donated by the race sponsor – the Ultra Runner Store) and it was good to meet the chap who provided them.

I shall never forget the first of what I hope will be many fell races. It was an experience and a half, and I am assured by my husband that I will probably have to do a lot of fell runs to encounter such conditions again.


Pos Name Club Cat Time
1 Ben Abdelnoor Ambleside AC MSEN 01:13:22
34 Emma Bain Northumberland Fell Runners W40 01:25:09
48 Scott Watson M50 01:29:49
63 Penny Browell W40 01:32:51
109 Camilla Lauren Maatta W40 01:47:06
124 Phil Owen M40 01:50:09
134 Innes Hodgson M50 01:55:38
145 Melanie Hudson WSEN 02:04:31
146 Dave Robson M60+ 02:04:36
156 Kate MacPherson W40 02:07:37
159 Diane Watson W50 02:09:35
167 Sue Jennings W40 02:27:48

168 finishers. Penny Browell 2nd W40

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Hexhamshire Hobble, Allendale, Monday, December 2, 2013

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Kirsty Anderson

Ok, I’ll admit it, I wanted the GP points. And with that confession the story of how I came to be on the start line of my first ever fell race becomes a lot easier to tell. I’d eyed this one up earlier in the year when the fixtures were published, the need for kit including a map and a compass had almost put me off, but chatting to a few clubmates about the race assuaged my fears and with borrowed kit (thanks to Fiona, Katy and Jon!), some very kind offers of chaperoning on the day (thanks Dave, Bill and Alister!) and the very welcome offer of a lift (thanks Graeme and Katy!) I thought I might as well give it a go.

Basecamp was the local school with tea and cake on sale beforehand and plenty of space to change and leave bags and debate how many layers would be sensible with the other Striders. Compared to the snow, ice and hypothermia-inducing temperatures from previous years it was ridiculously mild and I really couldn’t have asked for more from the weather. Sure, it was a bit boggy underfoot in places but even that wasn’t as bad as XC and it was warm enough for me to remove my hat after the first mile and not to put it back on. That might also have been to do with the fact that the first mile is a 25% gradient uphill, I’d been warned that it was hilly to begin with but ouch! Fell racers are, in the main, sensible people though and tend to walk up the big hills, something I stuck to on the way round and probably was the best bit of advice I got.

Good turnout of Striders for this one, looking nice n shiny before they hit the mud ...

Once up the big hill we were on to the moors, a boggy track with some puddles to navigate over, a couple of sharp downhills, some more boggy bits, another ascent and then down onto a gravelly track before climbing back up again and along the top of a ridge. Then a very steep tarmac downhill, followed by an even steeper track uphill before some more moors and then the final welcome tarmac downhill. It was glorious out on the moors, although having to concentrate on where my feet were going most of the time meant there weren’t too many opportunities to enjoy the view. I managed to escape unscathed though unlike Graeme who had fallen in a ditch and a lady behind me who had just been telling me about how she’d fallen over at the same point last year when I heard a crash and turned round to see her sprawled on the path having been tripped up by a rock. I even managed to have enough in my legs to out-sprint a very disgruntled woman on the line but in my defence it was downhill and I just couldn’t stop (and I’d been trying to get past her for the last mile, that too)! Very chuffed with my finishing time of just under 1:54 and also very grateful for all the Strider support out on the course, I definitely couldn’t have done it without the encouragement and advice along the way. Some excellent Strider performances too with Shaun splitting the Waltons at the top of the field and the ladies teams finishing 3rd (Katy, Camilla, Me) and 5th (Anita, Angela and Sue) overall.

The reward for finishing was a lovely cup of tea in the “Hexhamshire Hobble” mug that you got for finishing, and also a crack at the largest spread of cakes I have ever seen – perfect for tired legs. It may take me the best part of a month to get the mud out of my shoes but I really enjoyed my introduction to fell racing and despite the fact that I suspect I will never be as lucky with the weather again I will definitely be back!


Pos Name Club Cat Pos Time
1 LIGHTFOOT, Ricky Ellenborough M 1:02:31
33 BAIN, Emma NFR FV40 1:22:42
40 WALTON, Graeme MV40 1:24:52
46 ROBERTS, Shaun MV50 1:26:11
96 WALTON, Katy F 1:42:23
98 HEPPELL, Nigel MV50 1:43:17
121 LAUREN-MAATTA, Camilla FV40 1:51:46
127 ANDERSON, Kirsty F 1:53:39
134 CLEMENTSON, Anita FV40 1:56:02
135 ROBSON, Alister MV40 1:56:07
139 FORD, Brian MV40 1:59:07
142 SHIPMAN, David MV50 2:00:30
145 PROCTOR, Angela F 2:02:25
151 JENNINGS, Sue FV40 2:23:46

157 finishers.

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Hexhamshire Hobble, Allendale, Sunday, December 2, 2012

CM / 10.5m / 1,220'

Dougie Nisbet

I wasn’t going to bother. I hadn’t run for a while and I had no great desire to drag on a pair of running shoes and head for Allendale. But the weather forecast suggested it could be a fun outing; sunshine and frost. Always an exciting combination for a fell race, and the promise of some wintry glittery landscapes, which are always nice.

Turning up at Allendale Middle School we were flagged, pointed and waved into a parking place. So far, so straightforward. Although there seemed to be a negligable number of toilets. No matter, I jogged down the road to look for some wooded hollow that I remembered from a couple of years back only to discover that someone had built a housing estate on top of it. Back into the school to be registered and a warning look from the lady who advised me that I should have ‘something else to put on’ when I was out on the fells, over and above my Striders vest. Wise words. In many respects I sometimes feel this sort of fell race can be more dangerous than some of the big in-your-face beasts such as the Grisedale Horseshoe, where it’s impossible to start under the brooding Lakeland fells without feeling the teeniest bit mortal. The hobble, on the other hand, looks deceptively tame, and as far as fell races goes, isn’t very long, and isn’t very hilly. But the devil is in the detail, and the detail is the potential for being caught miles from shelter if the weather turns nasty.

Suitably equipped Striders ... Today however the weather was kind. The organisers, however, were not. Runners who ignored the mandatory kit requirements and clear warnings of disqualification discovered that the organisers walk the walk. Somewhere further back at the tail end of the field I was walking my own walk, up more hills than usual, having proved the hypothesis that if you don’t train, you don’t go very fast. I’d started the race with Anita and Rich (who didn’t seem to know if he was coming or going), then decided to latch on to Dave Shipman. I thought I’d be a smart arse and pass him exactly where I passed him two years ago, getting some matching photos from the same spot. As we got closer to the shadowy dip Dave rather spoilt the plan by getting further away so I kinda gave up on that idea. Soon he disappeared from view entirely.

On the last side of the triangle I really began to feel the miles and contemplated with a sort of detached fascination how quickly one’s form erodes away if you don’t keep on running. It was good photo weather and I tried to capture a few frosty scenes, glancing back from time to time to see if Rich and Anita were nearby. With no PB pressure I jogged on concentrating on simply putting one foot in front of the other which, in these slippy conditions, wasn’t always quite as easy as it sounded.

The finish was in the same playing field as the start and Alister was there to shout the straggling Striders home along with Sara and Murphy. The prize ceremony was indoors, as were the tea and cakes and a extraordinarily long list of spot prizes. As usual, a well organised running of this quirky race that can be very gentle some years and extremely hostile on others. It’s this unpredictability that makes it so interesting.


Pos Name Club Cat Pos Time
1 BLACKETT, Andy DFR M 1 1:09:55
12 AKRZEWSKI, Joasia Dumfries Running Club F 1 1:17:44
84 WALTON, Graeme MV40 1:32:46
89 GOURLEY, Aaron M 1:33:43
131 ROBSON, Alister MV40 1:42:47
142 OWEN, Phil MV40 1:49:05
145 SHIPMAN, David MV50 1:51:15
164 NISBET, Dougie MV40 1:57:46
187 CLEMENTSON, Anita FV40 2:21:08
188 HALL, Richard MV50 2:21:08

193 finishers.

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Hexhamshire Hobble, Allendale, Sunday, December 4, 2011

Grand Prix Race - click flag for current league tables. King/Queen of the Mountain Race - click flag for more information. Grand Prix Race - click flag for current league tables. King/Queen of the Mountain Race - click flag for more information. CM / 10.5m / 1,220

Phil Owen

With all my injuries over the last couple of years I’m trying only to run just twice a week and on the Saturday Andrew Thompson and I had done a 21.5 Mile training run along the railway lines from Consett so Sunday is cycle day. Hmm, the thing is I quite like the cycling but the skies look full and the roads icy – not great for cycling but ideal Fell running weather. A quick text to Alistair and we were off to the Hexhamshire Hobble.

Truth is I’ve been meaning to do this for a few years but it always seemed to clash with something. We took the ‘long way round’ via the western bypass and 69 after Al’s addiction to McD’s breakfast had been satisfied. As we climbed up to the lovely Allendale the weather slowly closed in and it was bitterly cold. Phil Sanderson was the first strider I met and I offered him some of my Fat to slow the lad down but he declined. Met newish strider Aaron with Al informing me this is just Aaron’s cup of tea. Mudwoman appeared smiling at the prospect of more mud and snow and discussions were made about jackets on or off. I don’t tend to wear a jacket often but just before we went up to the field I put a medium weight one on. It never came off!

Yes, there were runners out there somewhere ...
photo courtesy and © Balazs Somogyi

With warnings of ‘its cold here but it’s could be another universe up there’ from the RD we were off. Well I say we but the rest of the field were. My legs weren’t working that well to be honest and I’m slow enough when they are! Bit of muddy hill, some very steep road followed by wide track. Not very fell-like at all.

However that was soon to change with some angelic smiling bairns holding up a couple of huge signs painted with Red paint saying, DEEP MUD AND PAIN.

And so it was onto the moorland. A couple of miles of boggy track and then the track slowly narrowed becoming progressively more rocky and boggy. This is more my sort of thing and my legs were just starting to work again but by the curse of slow starter I was more or less stuck behind a single file line of runners . I overtook here and there by jumping onto the heather and through various deep water puddles with only one turning out to be a comedy puddle where I went up to my waist but it was pointless till the line spread out a bit.

In the deep midwinter ...
photo courtesy and © Balazs Somogyi

A marshal clipping our numbers indicated sharp left turn and a wonderful sight was to be had of the field making their way over the snowy moorland. Oh I forget, the weather was having a great time picking what it threw at us with clear spells interspersed with mini blizzards and with the wind chill very cold. On that note Mudman and Mudwoman had sent out a mail the day before warning those taking part to have all their fell gear including full body cover (something I always carry). It’s not just for your protection during the race but if you have to stop, something as simple as a twisted ankle could mean life of death even so close to civilization. I also carry an emergency bag (that you get in if injured). Mandatory in most of the Scottish long distance hill races, they are only about £2.50 and could save your life. On a happier note, should you die here it’s some of the most beautiful countryside in the UK and the snow made it all Christmassy . After 7 miles or so the moorland turned to track again and then to tarmac and a descent and climb. For some reason I had this in head the race was eight miles so I thought the finish must just be over the hill so was surprised that we were back onto moorland again. Oops, this is a 10.5 miler, it was the other race in the ESK valley series I could have gone to that was around 8 lol. Never mind, more lovely running and after a mile or so the moorland again became track and the slow decent into the Allendale finish where free coffee and cake were on offer. Superb race and all for a fiver and a load of spot prizes with my Anna being lucky enough for me to win a perfectly fitting ladies Asics long sleeved winter running top ! Excellento . Did I say – all for a fiver !

Back to the Duke of Welly in Durham and a catchup with the Sunday morning run striders dinner crew who swore blind they had more seen mud that us! Grand day out.


Pos Name Club Cat Pos Time
1 BLACKETT, Andy DFR M 1:11:39
3 SANDERSON, Phil NFR MV 1:12:50
16 HODGSON, Jane Morpeth Harriers F 1 1:20:40
119 GOURLEY, Aaron M 1:40:55
125 DAVIS, Susan FV 1:43:29
141 ROBSON, Alister M 1:47:52
159 OWEN, Phil MV 1:54:06

184 finishers.

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Hexhamshire Hobble, Allendale, Sunday, January 9, 2011

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James Garland

Part hobble part skating rink at times this was a great, mainly off-road course, with plenty of single track and undulating terrain. All the way round you never really had 100% control over the limbs particularly on the single track sections where there were a few ‘Bambi on Ice’ moments and plenty of groans when the shoes broke through the ice into the muddy cold water.

Dave checks nothing's hanging out, while Jan looks away.

Despite the overnight snow, 122 runners turned out (5 from the Striders – me, Dougie, Jan, Alistair and David, some of whom had been at the NE championships the day before – good effort!) and completed the race in mostly sunny conditions, at least until 6 miles in when the route turned and headed into a bracing wind which continued for most of the loop back towards Allendale.

The first section was the main climb, so it was heads down and into a steady pace uphill out of Allendale for 2k, before taking the track out across the moors towards Stobb Cross and Hangman Hill, presumably memorial sites to previous Hobblers who didn’t make it. Running in the deeper snow provided the better grip especially on the road sections, but in the heather and single track you never quite knew where your feet were landing (well, from my point of view anyway!). The field had spread out almost immediately but navigation was never an issue given the great views, even though I was mostly looking down at where the next step was going to fall.

At the next turn, just below Hangman Hill, the path climbed steadily before levelling out then dropping down to the road junction at King’s Law. From there the route headed west back towards Allendale but the cold wind made running harder even though there was a good stretch of slippery downhill before the final steep climb. This final climb was possibly the hardest and definitely the steepest so I resorted to a mouthful of jelly babies, which just about got me to the top before the final moorland stretch back towards Allendale. The last mile or so was a steady downhill road section to the finish point at Allendale school where plenty of tea and cakes awaited us!

This was my first fell race for the Striders and thoroughly enjoyable, though the snow and sunny weather did help 😉 Well-organised by the Allen Valley Striders and great cakes and spot prizes for a few at the end! Well done to all the Striders who skated and hobbled round the course.


Pos Name Club Cat Pos Time
1 BUIS, James Heaton Harriers M 1:11:27
10 HORSLEY, Will M 1:21:44
25 JACKSON, Claire Allen Valley Striders FV40 1 1:28:42
30 GARLAND, James M 1:30:17
79 NISBET, Dougie MV40 1:46:13
92 YOUNG, Jan FV50 1:54:24
93 ROBSON, Alistair M 1:54:34
96 SHIPMAN, David MV50 1:55:44

122 finishers.

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Hexhamshire Hobble, Sunday, December 6, 2009

CM / 16.8km / 379m

Dave Robson

On Friday heavy rain had been forecast for Sunday and I was beginning to think this 10.5-mile race would be very tough. However, on Saturday the forecast altered – the rain was to come through in the early hours of Sunday morning leaving sunny intervals for the morning. That is what we got, but when the sun went in, it became very dark and threatening, but luckily we were spared heavy rain.

The start was a tough 1 in 4 climb out of Allendale on tarmac (there were other tarmac sections in the middle and at the end) and after about a mile we turned onto a trail across the fell. Here there were lots of puddles of unknown depth and loads and loads of mud! Great fun and I really enjoyed this run.

Phil Sanderson, John, Geoff and Susan ran in their NFR colours and Phil came in second overall and first in his age category. Sarah Lister from Blackhill, who is often at our club, won the second prize in her age category. Well done to them both.


Pos Name Club Cat Pos Time
1 BUIS, James Heaton Harriers M 1:08:38
2 SANDERSON, Philip NFR MV40 1 1:08:38
18 WATTS, Jenny Unattached F 1 1:17:47
38 REEVES, Tom MV40 1:22:35
55 METSON, John NFR MV50 1:27:17
55 LISTER, Sarah Blackhill Bounders F 2 1:27:22
78 DAVIS, Geoff NFR MV50 1:31:21
117 DAVIS, Susan NFR FV50 1:39:45
153 ROBSON, Dave MV50 1:49:34

180 finishers.

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Hexhamshire Hobble, Allendale, Sunday, December 7, 2008

CM / 16.8km / 379m

Shaun Roberts

Before the off...

The “Hexhamshire Hobble” – or as my wife heard it, the “Hexham Shehobble” – “what’s a Shehobble”, she asked. Well, this year it involved ice, snow, bog, more ice, more snow. The photos tell the tale much better than I can. Suffice it to say that the Hobble was again a classic winter run, this time with great views.


Pos Name Club Cat Pos Time
1 Ben Abdelnoor Ambleside 1:10:23
22 Rachel Vincent Tynedale L 1 1:22:09
33 Geoff Davis V50 1:26:11
44 John Metson V55 1! 1:29:09
56 Shaun Roberts V50 1:32:22
64 Emma Bain LV40 1:34:16
80 Graham Daglish V50 1:37:47
83 Susan Davis LV45 1:38:52
103 Dougie Nisbet V40 1:46:49

123 finishers.

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Hexhamshire Hobble, Sunday, December 2, 2007

CM / 16.8 km / 379 m

Shaun Roberts

The weather forecast had looked grim for this one, but it didn’t turn out at all bad – not too windy or cold, just a bit of drizzle to keep us all cool. Much nicer than last year! Pretty similar underfoot, though – running through streams, huge puddles, bogs … ironically the worst sections were the road ones, of course, which were pretty hard on the knees, running in fell shoes.

Geoff had a typically strong run, as did Susan who was first lady in her age group. I was pleased to do this one a tad faster than last year – quite enjoyed the muddy bits this time, actually. Nigel also had a good firm one, and Dave did well, getting round in his (well-cushioned) road shoes – a good tester for the Calderdale. Big queues for the showers afterwards, then a good selection of cakes washed down with bucketloads of hot sweet tea. Excellent race, which I recommend to anyone with a taste for the squishy stuff.


Pos Name Club Cat Pos Time
1 Charles Stead NFR 01:08:01
20 Rachel Vincent Tynedale L 1 01:18:23
31 Geoff Davis V50 01:21:27
45 Shaun Roberts V50 01:28:00
55 Nigel Heppell V50 01:33:03
63 Susan Davis LV45 1 01:36:37
87 David Shipman V50 01:48:40

100 finishers.

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