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Report from Joe Boardman


The 3rd Abel Anton 10km Road Race  - Gran Alicante , Costa Blanca Oct 19th 2008


October is a good month to get away from the freezing cold British weather - well any month is good really ! This year I found out that there was a 10km race less than a mile away from my wee place in the sun. The great Spanish runner Abel Anton who won the marathon at the world championships in Seville 1999 was due to take part in this event bearing his own name. This new race had previously taken place at different times of the year (Sept/Oct) but hopefully it will now be a regular event in the October holidays had on it's webpage details of how to enter which meant going to a bank and paying a fee of just 5 Euros. I successfully managed to get entered and searched the website for more info on the course. Together with a friend and a map we set off to go round the course one early evening. Some of the roads on the map were a bit vague as they hadn't been finished yet ( a common occurrence in Spain) but we managed to get round.   The course was mostly flat with some of the sections going round populated areas with a good chance of locals supporting. The start time was 12 noon but I had to pick up the "chip" by 9.   Jogging to the start it became apparent that the day was going to be a bit warmer than the last several but nothing to be concerned at (a rather humid 25c). Running out there especially in the winter months is so refreshing. You don't need to pick when you run because it might rain later and you don't need to cover up a with hat and gloves. A  T-shirt and shorts is all you need - BRILLIANT 




The OMM 2008 - 18th OCTOBER 2008

Given the media furore, I thought I'd give a wee account of the OMM for the website:

Well, it was a weekend not to be forgotten! My brother and I set out on the Long Score at the OMM. We'd been keeping a close eye on the weather forecast and knew that it was going to be grim. I swapped the Laser Photon (world's lightest tent) for my sturdy Hilleberg and threw in some extra pegs before setting off. We started from Seathwaite in Borrowdale, the courses had been shortened for the predicted bad weather so we had a six hour time limit to collect as many points as possible rather than seven hours.

We set off and got a good start, heading up Glaramara and along to Esk Hause. As predicted the weather started to deteriorate, the winds increased and the rain started lashing down. We battled on and picked up more points, dropping down to the Corridor Route from Ill Crag. Burn crossings were becoming increasingly more interesting as every path turned into a stream and every stream into a raging white-water torrent. I've never seen so much water on the hills, it was incredible. We dropped down to Wasdale and circled round Kirk Fell to Black Sail Pass before heading over Haystacks. There were more points to pick up, but a check of the watch showed that we were fast running out of time so we dropped down over the other side to get as fast as possible to the overnight camp at Gatesgarth in Buttermere.

The burns were getting pretty hairy to cross by this point, but as lots of teams were converging on the finish there was a good deal of cameraderie as folk helped each other safely across. As we approached the mid-camp it started to become apparent that things were not likely to go to plan, as the fields for camping were now lakes. So, it was no surprise that when we finally reached the finish it was to be told that the race had been cancelled. That was when the fun began!

We were told that the best thing to do was to head five miles back over Honister Pass to the Event Centre back at Seathwaite. That was quite an experience, the wind towards the top was a real battle to walk against and the amount of water poring down the road and crags and getting blown back up was a spectacle well worth seeing. We got to Honister to be met by mountain rescue teams telling us to go back down the way we came, and this is where it all got a bit confusing. It's hard to unravel what actually happened, but it seems there was a complete over-reaction. We'd spent the afternoon happily wading through waist deep torrents, but were told that it was too dangerous to follow flooded roads back to the start. The owner of Honister Mines put on a bus to ferry folk back down to Buttermere. In retrospect, it seems the sensible thing to do would have been to ignore the advice and carry on back to the start.

Most folk I saw at this point were joking and in good spirits, not on the verge of death as has been portrayed in the media. We got the bus back down and spent the night with 700 others is a barn, before walking back up Honister Pass next morning in far more pleasant weather. We were disappointed it had been cancelled, but had had a very memorable and perversely enjoyable day out on the hills.

It was only after heading off and getting mobile phone reception in Keswick that I began to realise that something odd had been going on. On replying to messages left by Eleanor and my mam, it became apparent that the media had gone crazy. Because I had not got back to the start I was apparently one of the '1700 lost on the hills'. In reality a few teams had camped out and walked in the next morning, I think everyone was accounted for by about mid-day on Sunday, although apparently the BBC was still reporting that 100s were missing. In all there were about 13 hospital admissions, the worst injuries being a couple of broken legs and someone who banged their head after getting swept downstream for a bit. She's already joking about it on the OMM forum and fully intends to come back next year. I'm not sure this list of casualties would be vastly different from a 'normal' year and considering there are over 2000 people running around the hills it would be statistically unlikely for there not to be a few injuries.

Anyway, there has been an abundance of ill-informed opinions doing the rounds. Strangely, virtually everyone who was there seemed to have a great time while the criticism is coming from people who haven't got a clue about hill running or mountain marathons. Have a look at the forum on for more opinions.



Dan and his brother took part in the Long Score event with 167 entries. They completed the course in 29th place out of 115 finishing pairs.

Nigel Priestley and his partner Tosh did well also in the B Class, coming home in 36th place out of 165 finishers


 As some of you know I have been doing a bit of training for a charity event. The charity was "Help for Heroes" they help soldiers wounded in Iraq and Afghanistan. Here is how the day went:-

I travelled down from Scotland on the Friday the day before the event and stopped at Derby, which left me a 2 hour morning drive to Minsterley on the Welsh Border, where the event was taking place. I arrived at about 10:30am to find our selves in hot sunshine, too hot really for the coming riggers some were to face. I check in with adim’ and got my pack weighted to make sure it was not under weight, it was 1lb over, perfect.

A few days before I found that there had been a change to the conditions of the event, instead of a pack weight of 45 to 50lbs the weight had been dropped to only 35lbs, oh well train hard race easy as they say. In retrospect it probably was a good idea as some competitors could not manage to get round with 35lbs so 45 to 50lbs would have been a real struggle for some of the less fit. But the length of the event was nearer 9 miles rather than the 8 miles we first thought it would be. The route was mostly on Tarmac lanes with a little on farm tracks.

     Getting ready for the start discussing tacticts                              Setting watches for the "0ff"                  

It was arranged as a team event with each team comprising of 4 entrants, the event was a handicapped start with the slowest teams leaving first and the fastest team last. I was allocated to the fasted team so we were last off some 25 minutes behind the first team to start.

In my team were two ex-forces guys and a young chap of 29, when we lined up for the start photos were taken as we were counted down for the off. Once we were going I started to run up the first hill much to the concatenation of the other team members "we are not running was their call". It was obvious that there was a bit of difference in our levels of fitness, I resigned myself to walking with my team but made sure I was in front and keep the walking pace brisk. We made the first check point with no problems and had caught up with the first team in front of us, there was bottled water available kindly supplied by one of the event sponsors, I handed round my jelly babies to give my team members some energy and we set off again. By the time we had reached check point two the last check point we had caught two more teams and a third had taken a wrong turn and had been "rescued" by the back up vehicle.  


       Finishing for the first time                                                          Finishing again

To be fair the course was a challenging hilly route and the biggest killer was to come, after check point two it dropped down hill for maybe half a Kilometre then when we started up hill I started to leave my team behind while walking. I thought well I best earn some of this sponsorship money and told the lads I would catch up with them later and set about running. This climb would be I guess 1.5 km as I pasted people on this point of the course some were sitting down on the road side taking in fluid and one guy was being told forcefully by the marshals that the only way they were going to let him continue was with out his pack. I gave words of encouragement to people as I past them. At the top of the hill it was a left turn and it was a run down hill on a farm track to the finish, I reached the end and found that the 1st person in had reach the finish line about 5 minutes ahead of me, but he had started 20 minutes before me, so that made me a clear winner by at least 15 minutes. I then turned around and ran back up the hill to find the rest of the team and so I could end the event with them.

It's all over,  well done Kevin

At the finish there we more water, cakes and bacon butties.  Once everybody was over the finishing line we were given a safety brief and it was to the rifle range to do the shooting part of the event, only 10 rounds were need so it did not take too long. After the range there was a free barbecue and beer for all those that took part.

The event was really well organised and most importantly we raised a total of over £12,000 for

 Help for Heroes

Here is a link to a short video made on the day.

20th August 2008

Summer activities south of the border.


The north of England is not so far away even for mid-week border raids. Rieving has always been a local activity, where one side sneaks through the hills and tries to be a bit faster than the opposition on the other side. Robson is well known as a rieving clan, I just hope the ancestors were faster than our attempts. We didn't steal sheep or cattle - just brought back sheep sh*t on the studs and had a steak pie in Keswick.



winner  P Cornforth Borr FR 52.55

           26 John Robson 63.07



winner  J Davies Borr FR 1.43.03

            63  JR  2.21.49

            115  Jean Robson 3.28.10



winner J Duncan Warrior 1.06.07

             61 JR  1.31.34

             143 Jean 1.59.07



winner  D Hope Pud & Bram  63.32

              66 JR 81.44

              147  Jean  114.58



winner M Addison Helm Hill 38.40

                10 JR  45.23

                 41 Jean 61.04


Two Riggs  and Kentmere are others that we've done in previous years that are enjoyable and worth an outing. Anybody with other recommendations?


John Robson



MOFFAT – 4.2 Miles Road Run

Tuesday 10th June 2008


12 runners took part in this event which gave them a chance to put in a fast run over a mainly flat country road route starting and finishing in Moffat. Most runners were pleased with their times, and it is good to see Caroline getting back into it after her marathon run. Jean seems to have recovered from her horrific fell race to Helvellyn (see her report) but unfortunately Joe Boardman took a wrong turning and spoiled his attempt at creating a route record.

Many thanks to Alan again for timekeeping, and to Robbie Minto for the Drinks Station.



James Kellock


Andy Fairgrieve


Dan Watson


Gordon Vivers


Jim Buchanan


John Murphy


Johnny Minto


Nigel Hall


Louise Hopper


Caroline Legg


Jean Robson


Joe Boardman





Helvellyn May 25th 2008

If you like the Beeftub but find the descent a bit tame why not try Hevellyn!

John and I decided a day in the lakes on a sunny bank holiday weekend would be just the job. Not put off by the Mountain Weather Information Service threats of "severe windchill" and "winds gusting to 50—60mph on the ridges" we swapped shorts for ¾ lengths, and sun caps for balaclava and gloves and lined up for the start. (I did vaguely wonder at this point where all the less speedy clan were, who usually compete for the back slots on the start line).

Just as a warm up, the start rises virtually vertically out of the Thirlmere valley, 625m in the first 1.5km - most of us mortals at the back have still got peat under our finger nails from crawling our way up! At this point the weather forecast was proved correct, as we battled against the wind along the ridge, I wondered why I had not eaten an extra piece of toast for breakfast to act as ballast. The next amusement came on the final approach to the summit plateaux – having been actually bowled off my feet myself, I looked up the rocky ridge to see six strapping mountain men, with heavy sacks, all lying down on the ground clinging onto rocks to avoid being blown down into Thirlmere!

The return route was no less vicious – imagine a pack of fell runners running forward but leaning at 45 degrees to their right into the prevailing wind! Then finally out of the wind and back down the gully, which appears to be even steeper going down - crampons might be better than studs!

The winner was jim Davies in 1 hour 43 mins, John finished in a creditable 2hrs 21 mins, but I’ll not admit to my time (needless to say I finished last) however we both enjoyed the outing.

Jean Robson

THE EDINBURGH MARATHON - Sunday 25th May 2008

In perhaps a moment of madness last October I decided to see if I could put in a good winters training that would maybe get me around another marathon. The training went well and after successfully completing the Hawsewater Half Marathon in March and the Coniston 14 in April I plucked up the courage and entered myself into the Albert Bartlett Edinburgh Marathon. I can honestly say I did all the correct training covering up to 22 miles as well as following the correct diet – well nearly there was only a few hiccups along the way.

Before I knew it the weekend of the run had arrived and on Saturday Alan and I travelled up to Musselburgh in ‘Ellie’ our beloved Motorhome where we were going to stay overnight ready to make the journey into Edinburgh on Sunday morning .I was now ready to complete the gruelling 26.2 miles.It was an 5.30am rise to get myself awake and breakfasted before the ride into the city for the 9am start . Many of the roads were being closed from 7.30am. The weather was dull but mild, not surprisingly though it being Edinburgh there was a very strong wind .The start was Regent Road just off Princes Street and the finish was at Musselburgh Racecourse. Unusually they let the 1500 hundred plus runners off at intervals according to their predicted start times so it was my turn about 9.10am (Alan headed off to Princes Street to have a full English breakfast ) The hooter went and I set off on my challenge of running 26.2 miles. The first 5 miles was confined to the city. Holyrood Park being one of the attractions then it was out to Leith and onto Portobello Promenade .The wind was present through the city streets but was nothing compared to what we faced when we hit the coast and we followed the seaside until 16 miles were completed! The route then took us around the Gosford Estate and back onto the coastline for the remaining 8 miles thankfully the wind was now going to be behind us however after enduring almost 18 miles fighting into the wind the sun decided to pop out from behind the clouds and greet us with it’s face. To say it warmed us up was an under statement. By the time I reached the finish on the race course I had passed numerous bodies collapsed at the side of the road. I have completed three marathons and I have never witnessed so many distressed runners as I did on Sunday due I expect to to the testing conditions that we had to endure. I don’t think I have ever been so glad to reach the finish of a race in my life. I clocked a time of 4 hours and 6 minutes but to be honest the time was immaterial when I think of those poor soles along the way that didn’t make it to the end.

On the one and a half mile hobble back to the campsite Alan asked will you do another one? Not on your Nelly was my abrupt reply.

Attached photo of me and my well earned medal taken back at the campsite.


The Hart Fell Horseshoe

Saturday 17th May 2008

















































Craig Dunain Hill Race

Saturday 22nd March

Over the Easter weekend Jean and I wimped out of the Criffel race and instead took a trip  up t' North. We were expecting some testing hillwalking. But found that 80+ mph winds, white-out blizzards and temperatures, allowing for wind-chill, at minus far-too-many made the Cairngorms on Good Friday less than welcoming!


So on Saturday, we noted in the Hillrunning calender that Inverness Harriers were hosting a race. The welcome was much better - the sun shone, a bottle of beer from the sponsors was pushed into our hands just for turning up ( the beer was called 'Sheepshaggers' - the locals didn't seem keen to accept. They thought they might be stereo-typed. Sensitive bunch up North?). And when we paid our correct fee of £6.00 they gave us £14.00 change (we did correct them). All very welcoming!

The race was from a sports centre on the outskirts of town. 10km 270m climb. Mainly a trail run.



1.  P. Hogan (Forres H) m 35.41

11. M Todd (Highland HR) f 39.35

21. John Robson (adac) mv50 41.20

43. Jean Robson (adac) fv50 57.29



Sunday 2nd March 2008


Caroline and Garry Legg took part in this tough half marathon when the weather could have been kinder. 419 runners completed the course, the race being won by Ian Crampton from Durham in a time of 73.17 minutes.

Garry and Caroline returned good times with Gary in 132nd place in 1 hour 39 mins and Caroline, 300th in a 1 hour 54 mins.

Report by Garry follows:-

After an absence spanning almost a decade, I made my unexpected return to competitive road running on Sunday 2nd March – competing in the Haweswater half marathon. This event constituted a key milestone in my training and one that I desperately needed to come through unscathed if I am to have any hope of crossing the finishing line in this year’s fast approaching London Marathon!

Given that the race coincided with Mother’s Day it seemed logical to extend the invite. Whilst on the face value a day in the Lake District sounds a thoughtful suggestion, 13.1 miles of tough undulating hills would ensure anything but a day of relaxation!

With the race due to start at noon I was on the scene for 11, eager to register and if the truth be known eager to get going! Having been out of the ‘game’ for some time the pre-race atmosphere was a daunting one, race fever having engulfed this otherwise tranquil, picturesque village.

All around me professional looking athletes donned in the finest ‘Nikey’ gear were participating in complex and professional warm up routines – my exact thoughts at this moment being "Where the hell are the fun runners!". In contrast I set about some simplistic (and probably now frowned upon) stretches in a pair of plain football shorts and a scruffy ‘Top Man’ cardy. This coupled with me carrying a pound or two must have left people in little doubt that I resembled none other than Simon Pegg himself in his latest blockbuster movie ‘Run Fat Boy Run’.

Heading to the start I slinked to the back of the field hoping I would remain unnoticed. This almost worked until my girlfriend bellowed in genuine surprise "look how hairy your legs are!" which did attract a few turned heads. On looking I couldn’t argue – clearly waxed legs were in but I couldn’t have predicted this!

The start was on a narrow country lane and with a field of over 400 the back really was….. well some way back. Post the crack of the starters gun pre-race nerves were now lost and my focus solely on getting to the next mile mark, then the next and so on. It soon became apparent that both my mother and I had somewhat undersold ourselves on our starting position and we started to work our way through the crowd.

Whilst the prospect of running out, then in along the same route doesn’t always appeal, in this instance it was clearly outweighed by the combination of beautiful scenery in the form of views over the lake, the constant stream of runners in both directions and the fantastic support from well-wishers along the length of the route. Owing to this it seemed like no time at all before the 1 mile had become 6 and we were turned and heading back towards Bampton village and more importantly the finish.

By my own accounts the race couldn’t have gone better. I somehow found hidden strength with apparently no extra effort and made light work of the hills to ensure consistently better than expected individual mile times. Whilst I did find the final 2 miles tough going I was able to dig in and completed in a respectable time of 99 minutes (finishing 132nd) – a personal best owing to this being my first half marathon and not a bad effort for a fun runner! Mr’s Legg ran in at 1 hour 54 minutes (finishing 300th), a time for which she was reasonable pleased with owing to the course and the windy conditions.

Before concluding congratulations must firstly go to the race organisers and importantly the host community. 400 plus people descending on a small rural settlement in the Lake District wouldn’t always be treated with open arms but in this case it clearly was. There was a definite sense of community ownership and pride surrounding this event and this was a key factor in it being the success that it was.

So has much changed in ten years? If I’m honest then no. Clearly attire and image still dominate the pre-race ritual but fortunately the best gear money can buy counts for little when the actual running begins. On the waxed leg front however I cant possibly comment. Is this fashion or a proven go faster technique – perhaps someone at the club can enlighten me? Failing that I could give it a go at London providing of course a generous amount was pledged upfront for a good cause!

Finally just to show I’m not all that mean, I didn’t let my mother leave without giving her some flowers and a card – unlike most mothers however, she did have to earn them this year!