last weekend I ran off Scarfellb ack to Wasdale down the field next to the tourist path on a BG support. Almost exactly 9 years ago I encountered my first fell runners, I was training for the 3 Peaks National Challenge for a charity, as we walked up the tourist path wearing boots, waterproof jackets and rucksacks making our way to the summit of Scarfell Pike which we had no idea that all of us was capable of reaching I watched with amazement as these two lads dressed in just vests and shorts with what I now know as Billy Bland bumbags come flying down the grass. My mate said “there fell runners ,there fit as F**k and totally mad”, the image stuck with me, but at the time I never thoughtI would find myself running in there foot prints. It is a great but strange world at times.
ATB
Tahr