10 Ian Livesey 32:19
17 Matt Lalor 33:11
18 Julian Hood 33:18
48 Daniel MIlls 35:55
67 Ian Cocks 37:24

1 Charles Morgan 18:42

8 Paul Elcock 21:12 New PB
104 Susan Hird 30:10
110 Graham Wadsworth 31:32

I generally look forward to this run round Sharphaw, and through the natural tunnel formed by the invasive Rhododendrons. One of my favourite runs usually. Things got off to a poor start when I realised I was going to be late thus feeling the scorn of the other pub rub run regulars. I arrived at ten past seven and quickly donned the 212', my head torch and the tightest Soloman leggings money could buy. Once "adjustments" had been made I was off after the lads who had set off 10 minutes earlier without me. The first couple of fields and roads were quickly negotiated, making note that all the stiles seem to have either been damaged or removed. The one good thing about being late was being able to run on the trodden down snow the lads had already been through.
I came across the behemoth that is Jock out on an evening stroll to the trig, who in true Jock style offered me some encouragement, "they aren't far in front Fat Chew!"  So I plodded on into the darkness. I often get asked what it's like running in the dark on your own and to be honest I find it very peaceful and not being able to see the top of the hills is also a benefit. In no time I reached the trig just as the last couple of lads were getting there. The snow at this point was getting quite deep and made the going underfoot hard work. It also made it nigh on impossible to find the correct less boggy paths on the descent. So we trudged through thigh high bogs and knee deep tussocks and soon came to the last climb up through the tunnel. The tunnel though is no longer and I have to say the run is far worse for it!  Apparently the Rhododendrons have been removed because they're an invasive species which is a real shame. Back up to the trig where on arrival Jock had been writing in the snow his usual offerings of encouragement. Much to our amazement they were all spelt correctly! Then it was the 2 mile fasting blast back to the Heifer. Once in the pub, Keegan had arrived for the refreshments and banter, Carson ate bread and Pete Jackson reminisced about gaps. Next week there isn't a pub run as such, but a night owl event at Barley. Registration opens at 6.30pm and it starts at 7.30pm. Then back to the Pendle Inn for some banter and beer.