Never a happier nor smilier place to be than at a Puretrail Event on The Flete Estate
So, incredibly all the competitors made it back before dark, before the tide turned and before the first named catastrophic storm of winter broke overhead. Storm Boris did little to infect the enthusiasm of 232 starters down on sandy Mothecombe Beach, on the glorious Flete Estate.
This year’s race was deceptively dry, bright and light, but not light-weight by any means. We ran the full 8.5 miles around the challenging 5,000-acre Estate unscuppered by any repeat of last year’s tumultuous flood-tide which almost left us high and dry, cold and wet.
At Midday, 232 of the hardiest bastions of trail running, ploughed through the freezing waters of the River Erme, to be met by an extremely glutenous mud and sludge-fest on the forested estuarine trails, to the Wonwell side of the Flete Estate.
The sludge was specially flown in from the Congo Basin. It was like glue, and treacle…… thick brown glue and treacle! And we all had really tanned legs, until the ice bath of the Erme cleansed our aching limbs on the return to present us, pristine and immaculate for the grand finale photographs.
There were lots of smiling faces at the Finish Line which meant the going had been tough…. seriously tough! It was a real challenge in those icy conditions, and that’s what we aim for, even with our shorter races. Out in the thick of it and #thisiswhywerun
Roll on the next scheduled event on Sunday 10th May 2020
For those interested in joining the pack, please visit our website www.puretrail.uk for more information.
Mark and Steve from Pure Trail Running
The Forest – by Shelley Castle
Never a happier nor smilier place to be than at a Puretrail Event on The Flete Estate
So, incredibly all the competitors made it back before dark, before the tide turned and before the first named catastrophic storm of winter broke overhead. Storm Boris did little to infect the enthusiasm of 232 starters down on sandy Mothecombe Beach, on the glorious Flete Estate.
This year’s race was deceptively dry, bright and light, but not light-weight by any means. We ran the full 8.5 miles around the challenging 5,000-acre Estate unscuppered by any repeat of last year’s tumultuous flood-tide which almost left us high and dry, cold and wet.
At Midday, 232 of the hardiest bastions of trail running, ploughed through the freezing waters of the River Erme, to be met by an extremely glutenous mud and sludge-fest on the forested estuarine trails, to the Wonwell side of the Flete Estate.
The sludge was specially flown in from the Congo Basin. It was like glue, and treacle…… thick brown glue and treacle! And we all had really tanned legs, until the ice bath of the Erme cleansed our aching limbs on the return to present us, pristine and immaculate for the grand finale photographs.
There were lots of smiling faces at the Finish Line which meant the going had been tough…. seriously tough! It was a real challenge in those icy conditions, and that’s what we aim for, even with our shorter races. Out in the thick of it and #thisiswhywerun
Roll on the next scheduled event on Sunday 10th May 2020
For those interested in joining the pack, please visit our website www.puretrail.uk for more information.
Mark and Steve from Pure Trail Running