Grizedale Forest – Race Day

Posted on October 26, 2010 by Susan

We woke up to perfect racing weather – blue skies, sunshine and a sparkly white layer of frost. When I say ‘we’ I mean of course Paul and I. Beanie and Biggles grumbled about the noise then snuggled more deeply under the covers to grab an extra 40 winks.

The view from our hotel at 8am on Sunday morning

After a quick breakfast we headed back to the Grizedale Forest to collect our racing bibs and and attend the pre-race briefing. If I’d been concerned about the race beforehand I was even more worried when the organisers dropped the bombshell that it was in fact a 6k race (not 5k) and that it was rather hilly! The best I’d done in training runs was 4k on very flat ground. My biggest worry was that Beanie and I would be last over the finish line and that everyone would be waiting for us to finish so they could pack up and go home.

Eventually the race got underway. Competitors start at 8 second intervals and ordering is according to age and gender (that’s human age and gender – not the dogs). Paul and Biggles’ race number was 26 and Beanie and I were 41 so they set off about three minutes ahead of us. Paul had the video camera with him so the plan was that he’d film bits of his and Biggles race then catch me and Beanie at the finish line.

The route took us along forest tracks and trails and our effort was rewarded with stunning views. Every so often you’d turn a corner or reach the brow of a hill to see a stunning panorama of mountains bathed in golden sunlight. The hills were tough going and it seemed a very long 6k, but eventually we heard the cheers and music at the finish line and managed to find the energy to sprint to the finish line in a very respectable time of 43 minutes. But no sign of Paul and Biggles. We waited around for a bit then headed back to the car – maybe they’d gone to switch cameras? No sign. We headed back to the finish line just in time to see Paul and Biggles crossing the line slowly looking very dejected (well, Paul did anyway). They were last, and to make matters worse everyone was cheering and shouting encouragement as if Paul was some poor old codger having his first run.

It turned out that Paul had made a wrong turn and did an extra 4k. To make matters worse, at the point where he should have turned off the main track onto a rough path up a hill side the main track went steeply down hill for quite a distance. Paul and Biggles flew down the hill making great time only to have to turn around and complete the hard slog back up a couple of kilometers later.

So, Beanie and I weren’t last. But Paul and Biggles got the last laugh. There were only two teams entered in their category so Paul and Biggles got a second place prize and substantially more points than Beanie and I…..despite being last overall!

The video of Paul and Biggles race:

After the race we went back to the Cafe in the Forest for lunch (outside this time!) then another nice, long walk through the forest to stretch out all of our muscles before the trip home.

For most of the walk Beanie and Biggles squabled about who’d ran the fastest in the race:

We walked for about 10k and still only covered a tiny fraction of the marked trails in the forest.

We’ve got another cani-cross race soon in Fife. We’re all looking forward to it!

Grizedale Forest – Day One

Posted on October 26, 2010 by Susan

We spent the weekend at Grizedale forest in the Lake District. The main reason for our visit was a cani-cross race on Sunday, but we decided to make a weekend of it so set off at the crack of dawn on Saturday morning, arriving just in time for lunch.

The weather wasn’t great and the idea of having lunch outside the visitor center cafe wasn’t overly appealing, but then we spotted the following sign:

Yep, the Lake District is so dog friendly that doggies are even allowed inside human eateries. Beanie could barely believe her luck and insisted on reading the sign for herself!

Of course the sign only said that wet doggies were welcome. It didn’t say anything about dry but noisy Beagles. Regardless, we went inside, and things started out very well. We found a nice table, ordered our meal, and were able to consume most of it without any lightening raids on our plates. Things were looking good, but then another Beagle strolled past our table and Biggles’ woofer burst into action. In an attempt to distract him we turned him to look out the window. There was a moment of silence, then the woofing erupted again, this time fueled by righteous indignation. Not only were there even more doggies outside, but there were humies riding bikes and wearing silly hats. Outrageous! Beanie of course joined in the woof-fest, and we gulped down our tea and tried to make a hasty retreat through the busy restaurant with two crazy baying Beagles spread-eagled and lunging at anything and everything edible. Once outside they forgot what all the fuss was about and we headed off on nice long walk around the forest.

Part of the Go-Ape aerial assault course

The forest was beautiful even on a dull day, and filled with attractions both natural and man-made. What it didn’t have however was an adequate supply of poo bins. Beanie decided to make her first deposit well away from the start of the walk, forcing us to carry her potent air-defreshener with us for a couple of miles. Biggles didn’t want to be left out either, though his contribution was a bit too large to fit in a poo bag, so we checked that no-one was looking, and quickly left the scene of the crime!

Why would anyone make a wooden sculpture in the shape of a Biggly bottom sausage?

After a good long walk of about 10k we headed to our hotel in nearby Ambleside. As soon as we got into our room Beanie and Biggles lept back and forth between the twin beds trying to establish who was sleeping where….this should have given us a clue about what was to follow at bed time! They settled in right away apart from a bit of barking from the Biggly Boy whenever anyone walked past our room. We had dinner in the bar (a conerted stable) and found a nice little alcove with a strong iron ring to tie the dogs to. Bliss – a meal without having to contend with Beanie’s food raids. They settled down for a nice nap:

We considered letting the Beaglets sleep in bed with us, but given their tendency to hog the bed and the fact that we had a race the next day we settled them in their crates. This didn’t go down at all well with Beanie who kept up a steady whine for three or four hours. Eventually I weakened and unbolted the crates. They lept into bed and snuggled down for a deep sleep while Paul and I clung to the edges of the bed trying to catch what sleep we could.

Bloomin’ Beagles!

Ayrshire Cancer Support 6K

Posted on September 28, 2010 by Paul

Beanie and Biggles notched up their first 6K road race on Saturday. The race is a regular event in Ayr, and is held to raise money for Ayrshire Cancer Support.

The turnout was quite small compared to the 5Ks we’ve run in Glasgow, which surprised me a little. After all, the weather was perfect – bright and sunny but still quite cool, and the course is flat and linear: starting at the Amphitheatre, you run left along the promenade up to the Doon Estuary Bridge, then return. The views along the sea front are spectacular, some of the runners wear entertaining costumes, and all the proceeds from entry fees and sponsorship go to fight cancer. What more could you want from a road race?

Biggles’ answer to that question might well be “candy floss”. There was a sizable chunk of the stuff lying on the pavement about halfway along the promenade and fortunately or unfortunately – depending on how many legs you have – I saw it first and denied Biggles his chance to grab it. As often happens, what Biggles misses, Beanie gets; that candy floss was half way down Beanie’s throat before Susan could react. Biggles still got the satisfaction of being the first dog to finish though, despite having me in tow!

We met up by the Amphitheatre after the race and broke open the water from our goody bags. One of the first aiders spotted Beanie & Biggles drinking from our hands and kindly brought over a sick bowl. Sadly for our two Beagles the bowl didn’t come with any vomit in it (they’re both very partial to a bit of pavement pizza) but it did make it easier for them to get a good drink.

Here are a few moments from the race..

There’s another road race coming up in Ayr on 21st November – the Ayrshire Santa Dash. The entry fee gets you a Santa suit which you’re encouraged to wear during the race. It should be quite something to see a load of Santas jogging along Ayr’s promenade. I’ve got a feeling there’ll be a couple of small, four legged Santas among them!