We arrived in northern Wales on Friday night, and wondered if the bad weather was going to make the weekend a nightmare. Weather forecasts predicted rain, wind, and fog on the mountaintops, oh joy. While camping near the car that evening, I kept expecting the wind gusts to tear the tent apart, and didn't get a wink of sleep. Mist arrived the next morning, and the dampness followed us all the way to the start. After making a chaotic mess on the floor of the school while Sarah and I sorted our gear and hopelessly tried to make our packs lighter, we fit everything in (including way too much food), and set off.
Yes, the winds were strong.
|So much for the waterproof socks...|
Yes, there was a bit of fog.
Yes, my pack was heavier than I have ever imagined carrying (while running, at least).
Yes, the footing was boggy, bumpy, rough, trackless, and unfirm.
Yes, the hills were really steep and torturous.
But you know what? After a couple of hours I was really enjoying myself, even as I worried that we would get soaking wet in our minimalist tent and freeze to death that night. :)
I even (somewhat successfully) used a compass bearing to navigate between a couple of points we went to. Although I must admit that our navigation was mostly by lemming (i.e. other fools ahead of us marking the points by digging in their packs right next to the dibbers!)
|Photo courtesy of Gill Watson|
Amazingly enough, the sun came out and the wind dropped in the afternoon, and the views over the sea to Anglesey were clear and beautiful as the tide receded. Sarah and I had entered the Elite class, meaning that our time limit was an hour longer than most of the entries (truly, we just did it to minimize the time we might have to hunker down in the tent during a long soggy night). So after 7 hours of racing, as we dropped down into camp, most people had already finished and set up their tents.
|Gill brings a (plastic) bottle of wine all the way to camp!|
The wind picked up significantly during the morning to gusts of over 50 mph, but our route meant it wasn't a headwind too often. I did make sure to keep a really good grip on my map as it was the only thing not attached to my backpack!
We made really good time by finding a few hidden small trails, and added more points to our route with revised fast pace. With 40 minutes to the deadline, we were still 4 kilometers from the finish and climbing a big hill. Our legs were trashed, I was panting like a maniac when we dibbed in at the summit, and then it was a long run down a slope to the final checkpoint and the finish. Just as I was saying something to the effect of, "If we push we can still make it", I tripped and fell into a bog. Then had to beg Sarah to give me a hand up, I was laughing too hard and felt like a upside-down turtle! We carried on, through another bog that almost covered my knees for a few steps, unfortuntely Sarah had to come through the same spot as well!
|At the finish!|
We had been behind our competition after the first day of racing, so didn't expect to pull ahead of them. So when the Rab reps started pulling out the prizes for the awards ceremony, we wondered if we should stay for it or not. Well, that was a definite YES after we checked the results sheet and found ourselves in 1st PLACE!
We were grinning like loons when our names were called and we walked up to receive our prizes, which were Rab down sleeping bags. Perfect timing for me as I had been eyeing them after sleeping chilly in my old bag anyway! Hmmm, perhaps now I'll have to do another MM, just to use the new sleeping bag! :)
Results are HERE
|Sarah and I after the first day, with the field of tents already set up in the valley (to the left of the photo)|
|1st in Elite Women's category, and our booty, a Rab down sleeping bag!|
|(Photos courtesy of Sarah Keast, and thanks for carrying the camera so I didn't have to!)|
|I want one of these! (Klymit Inertia X sleeping mat)|
Additional Photos of Saturday and Sunday here, we made it into a few of them! (below)
|Definitely want one of these sleeping mats!|
|At the finish!|