Gareth had noticed via this blog my
hillslacking. He noised me up towards the end of the week
suggesting a Saturday hilly session. A partial skyline. Good idea
with the 2 Breweries and Skyline on the horizon. (Isn't the skyline
always on the horizon?) I ran this past Mary to make sure she was
okay with my absence from her planned coastal run. It would have been
kinder if she had at least pretended she'd miss me.
On the way we passed Nicola out running
– we saw her from quite a long distance but her running style and
the fact she was dressed for winter gave her away. Gareth tooted the
horn but she didn't see us. Hopefully it was a sign her injury is
(more than literally) behind her.
When we parked at Flotterstone it was
quite busy. Three hours later when we left it was hoaching – we
reckoned folk had seen the stormy weather for tomorrow and thought to
make the most of the good weather today. It was perfect – hardly
any breeze up the hills. I had hat and gloves packed just in case but
they stayed in the back pack.
I wore a Garmin to record the distance
but I forgot to put it on for the first 2/3rds of a mile. Going up
Turnhouse we saw a runner up ahead but it took until the next hill to
catch Andrew Gilmore. A recent star of the Doonhill races mini
series, we fell into step and without stating we would all run
together we got chatting and it turned out that way. I met Andrew's
dad Neil/Harry a while ago, also while out running in the Pentlands.
(His (Andrew's) mum recently did her first hill race, so now the whole family
are hill runners.)
Gareth and I hadn't really planned on
all of the Skyline but we were along past the Kips so quickly it
seemed possible. We had a brief break at Hare Hill stopping to chat
to Iain W and pals. The Green Cleugh was admirably dry although the
feet always get a slight dampening on the descent off Hare Hill. I
very much more enjoyed the descents than the climbs. During the
climbs the other 2 would slowly but surely get ahead. I tried to put
a positive spin on this: I am the slowest therefore I am getting the
toughest, therefore best, workout. Hurray. In my defence I am just
about as old as the other 2 added together.
I was reflecting on the long climb up
Black Hill; that there is now a well marked trail pretty much all the
way. I'm sure it wasn't always like that, and a few years ago you
would have Skyliners all over the hill, ascending different routes
trudging through ankle deep heather, relieved to get back onto the
path at the top.
Next the long descent off Black Hill
and up the groove of Bells Hill. Much hated during the Skyline
because of it's near vertical gradient after a long hike up from the
valley. I watched Gareth and Andrew disappear over the hill.
Note that top left between Fife in the background and the Pentlands in the foreground you can just see the summit of Arthur's Seat popping its head up.
They
were waiting at the stones where often a marshal offers jelly babies
and words of consolation during the race. Harbour Hill next and
although it looks steep and long, it isn't. Well not as much as
Capelaw feels. From here onwards the view of the South ridge is
splendid. We climbed Allermuir then wished Andrew bon voyage, before
descending towards Castlelaw and the newly gravelled trails that may
improve things for vehicles but hurt the feet of tired runners.
Due to setting the Garmin to auto pause
and missing most of the first mile I have no accurate measurements
for today but I reckon we ran nearly 14 miles missing the mile and a
half of Hillend to Allermuir and back from the race route. Although
we stopped a couple of times, when we were running it wouldn't have
been far off the pace of a 3hr Skyline. Legs were more tired than
usual when I got out Gareth's car which suggests I need to do this a
couple more times before the end of the month. Great day out with
great company.
dotted line is where some idiot forgot to put on the Garmin
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