Overall: it's one of the most beautiful, friendliest and
nicest trail runs I've done. All the locals, with the abundance of hospitality that
seems to be the trademark of Scotland, contributed to a great atmosphere and
wonderful experience. But the prize must definitely go to my seconds Shel and
Dave (Mateer), who, along with my hostess Jules (Juliette) Cassiday, who went
far more than 95 miles out of their way to satisfy even my most outlandish
desire. The picture of two sexy ladies massaging one each of my legs at a
checkpoint will stay with me the rest of my life - if this was to be made a
standard feature of the race I'm sure the race would be oversubscribed! If I
ever come to Scotland, the Strahaven running club can definitely sign me on as
a member.
The official race description.
"Essentially the object is simple, you start at Milngavie Railway
Station (7miles north of Glasgow) at
2am on June 23rd (2001) and run/jog/walk to Fort William by 1pm on the 24th
June, 35 hours to cover 153km (95 miles) including 3543m (11624ft) of
ascent." Dario filled in a lot more details on subsequent e-mail
correspondance and the web-site on www.westhighlandwayrace.org
is a great & informative site.
I found that the most difficult part of the race is
definitely getting to the start: it took us quite a while to navigate across
Glasgow city to locate the Milngavie Railway Station.
The start was the usual relaxed chaotic atmosphere
associated with this type of crazy event. When I went to buy some extra
T-shirts for my seconds, the lady told me about the special deal on T-shirts: I
knew I should have kept my mouth should when she quoted me 2 for 15, 4 for
20.
The race briefing involved someone apparently quite
respected and well-liked mumbling away to the person standing closest to him in
a language unknown to me or anyone else who speaks English. Luckily I had
brought my babel fish along but somehow it had dislodged itself from my ear.
Anyway, nothing really important, only trivia such as you can take a 20
kilometre shortcut at the end and stuff like that.
The run started and I just followed sheepishly (being in
Scotland and all that) some guys who seemed to have come out for their very
early morning jog but were obviously not at all connected to the race I was
intending to do. They took us on a scenic tour around the country-side and
local golf courses. A couple of hours later we met up with some runners who were doing the West-Highland Way Race and I decided then that maybe in future I should
follow people who know what they are doing.
It was amazingly light - even from very early on in the
race. Not being used to the northern European summer days any more, I was
astonished at how early day break starts and how long the sun takes to get
above the horizon.
I don't remember much about the rest of the race, except
that I was extremely impressed by the scenery and the way my seconds sacrificed
themselves before, during and after the event. There was an amazing variety of
scenery, though the course was not as bad as I had initially expected: a lot of
it was eminently joggable.
Unfortunately, I couldn't find my regular energy drinks in
Glasgow in the short time I arrived before the event, so I picked up some tins
of various local rubbish sports drinks, threw them all together and made the
concentration extra strong to ensure I would have the necessary electrolytes.
Turns out that the mixture made me very sick so I couldn't stomach anything
from km 20 to 65. I had spent hours briefing Shel & Dave on the importance
of keeping my energy reserves high and what sandwiches and energy food I would
be requiring at which stops. All that fell out of the window since I refused to
eat or drink anything they offered me during the first 40 or 50 kays of the
run. I must have been driving them crazy - in fact Shel confided in me later
that they were about to force-feed me (they had forgotten the necessary
implements to kill me) when Shel hit on the idea of offering me pancakes -
leftovers from a previous meal and pack "just in case" but something
I actually manage to stomach. From there onwards I recovered slowly and
gradually went back to normal.
Two other memories that I'll never forget. The main one is
arriving at Inverarnan/Beinglas Farm (65 kays into the run) where anything that
moved was literally eaten alive by the hordes and hordes of midges. As runners,
it was bearable: we only had to endure these monsters for a couple of minutes,
but our seconds (and the official) had to wait for ages there, not knowing when
we'd arrive (since the last time they saw us was 24 kays before). I still
shudder to think what nightmarish time they must have gone through.
The other memorable event was Dave pacing me the last 20
kays from Kinlochleven to the end. I was really low and not very sociable and
Dave just kept me going, motivating me and somehow sensing exactly the amount
of talking I could take - I have never been paced before and I can't express in
words how wonderful that felt to have him there.
The finish was a bit of an anti-climax, as it is in most 100
milers. You're beat, you arrive in the wee hours of the morning so even the
officials who've been on duty for the past 24 hours are dozing off and all you
want to do is find a mattress on which you know you won't be able to find a
comfortable position because of your sore legs. But like any 100 miler, the
prize-giving more than makes up for this with the great comraderie, the
beautiful blood-earned trophy and the satisfaction of having done it.
Jules was a darling all round and played hostess days before
and after the event - and that in the middle of her & Shel moving house!
BTW 't was a fun house moving party. What a great people!
A pity it clashes with the other great trail run - the
Western States - but, knowing that I can do better, I'll be back some time.
Oh yes - my time was 21:12:48, good for a 6th
overall position out of 38 finishers / about 64 starters.
This description is really a summary of the route
description details as found in the various race reports on the web. They
proved really useful to give me an idea of the type of terrain although, as
said, I found the course less hilly and more runnable than expected. E.g. I
found Devil's Staircase to be far easier than expected, as the section
alongside Loch Lomond (because of its setting, no doubt). The farm track above
Crainlarich was indeed rough.
0.0 km Milngavie
Railway Station: Start
underpass
from the railway station
pedestrian way
through sleeping town
after
3 miles track roughens up
first
20 kms is very runnable, easy going
constant
slow down to exit and enter fields
road
to Drymen
12 miles Beechtree
Inn
after
about an hour of running, it starts to get light
trees
give way to open stretch of good running through moorland
Carbeth
20.2 km Drymen:
Checkpoint #1
trail does NOT head into town,
dont go left, go north to Balmaha
cross
the A811 and go through lovely pine forest
19 miles Conic
Hill
first
major climb, about 1000 ft
excellent
footing, runable steady climb till last kay then walk
sharp
descent, including difficult steps, into Balmaha car park
31.6 km/20 miles Balmaha
car park
part
road, part trail with a couple of small hills
tough
trail to Rowardennan
go
over Cragie Fort
38 km Sallochy
zigzagged
way to Rowardennan
one
of the trail sections and a forestry road
43.7 km/27 miles Rowardennan:
Checkpoint #2
Hotel
car park
Starts
as a broad track but narrows to a path
Loch Lomond
most physically tiring section
corkscrews over roots, boulders,
streams and bogs
Mud,
rocks, streams, generally poor footing--slow
Extremely
rough section esp north of Inversnaid
Inversnaid
Hoteloasis of civisation
Inaccessible
by roadrunner on his/her own for 22 kms
Thick
tangle of forest, sharp undulations
65.1 km/40 miles Inverarnan/Beinglas
Farm: Checkpoint #3
seconds
must walk in about 10 minutes
shortly
after leaving Inverarnan, duck under low clearance bridge
emerge
from shade, sparse remains of ancient forest
old
drovers track, out of forest but still in valley
must
cross Falloch Waters
up
Glen Falloch, unmarked halfway point at summit
drop
down and cross the river Fillan
long
bumpy downhill to A82
3-4
protruding rocks everywhere
rough
farm track above Crainlarichlikely spot to trip
Crainlarich
to Tyndrum (5 miles) is quite hilly
71.7 km Carmyle
A82
layby
Easy
stretch to Tyndrum, good footing, little climbing
85.1 km Tyndrum:
Checkpoint #4
pub--popular
feeding spot
long
sweeping downhill to Bridge of Orchy
totally
exposed trail
cross
Auch Gleann River
fast
section but pounding on stony granite track takes toll on legs
96.0 km/60 miles Bridge
of Orchy: Checkpoint #5
hotel
short sharp climb then descent into
Inveroran after which foul weather/ emergency gear must be carried
go up Mam Carraigh
63 miles down
to Victoria Bridge
Rannoch Moor
psychologically tough, desolate,
eerie, no sounds, no trees
Goes along old drovers road all
the way to Kingshouse
Several kays of gentle uphill
Drop down to Ba Cottage in the
middle of the Moor
Lairig Morthe
great high pass
Cross the
saddle into Glencoe then down to Kingshouse
Fast 2.2 km
stretch between Blackrock and Kingshouse
115.5
km Kingshouse: Checkpoint #6 Midnight Cutoff
Pubeat and
get warm
Difficult
underfoot conditions
Down to
Altnafeadh then 900m ascent
Devils
Staircase
The
weather can change at the drop of a hat
Endless
steep switchback path
From
the top the trail gets more rugged and broken up
Green Man apparition
Lindavrad
Long
jarring descent to sea level
Down
some really steep bits then long jeep track down
May
be difficult to find WHW shelter at Kinlochleven
129.5 km Kinlochleven:
Checkpoint #7
climb
out of Kinlochleven
road to can be
confusing
can
see Ben Nevis; descend into Glen Nevis
through
forest and down into Ft William
walk
through streets to Leisure Centre
153.0 km Fort
William: Finish
General Notes:
last two sections are exposed and are
notorious for severe weather
mud not such an issue on the highlands
but can be awful in narrow trails through fields, esp where there are cows
Need to cover up all exposed skin when
midges are out
Watch for rabbit holes (dont twist
your ankle!)
Autan insect spray