Going past Burnley

We went out for a recce of one of the upcoming Championship fell races, The Half Tour Of Pendle - forgive the spelling 'cause I haven't a clue but phonetically it does at least sound right.

It was really pleasant. We had our compass - and we knew how to use it. As we ran, we skillfully navigated ourselves around the nine mile course with 2,500 feet of ascent. The sun shone and it was good to be alive - and we should at least have some idea of the course when we race it later in the year in the event of lesser conditions and visibility.

Then we had the long drive home but it's been a good weekend - if you exclude looking a prat at last night's Calder Valley Fell Runners Barn Dancey party...

George lending his support at yesterday's Midland XC Champs,
sporting the team colours (and silver medal).