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Rinnes Runaround

14 miles 4900ft

Having decided that I'm not bothered about championships this year (getting cuffed anyway!), decided to go and try for the Ben Rinnes 5 tops race. So contacted Manuel on Friday night, he and Lesley kindly offered me the chance to kip at their place in Newtonmore. While chewin' the fat with Manny on Friday night I could see that he was getting seriously interested in going along too.

Saturday morning Lesley, Manny, young Manuel and Duncan all got their stuff packed for going to a beano for Kevin Doonan (of Westies notoriety) being held in Forres. And with Forres being so near Dufftown Manny decided to do the race too.

It was overcast and humid at the start, and with Paul Raistrick and another Paul from Forres Harriers blasting along the couple of miles of track up to the golf course it was horribly sweaty. Alan Smith and Alec Keith then started tanking after the front two, with Alan taking the lead by the summit of Little Conval. Paul Raistrick was right on his tail and I had moved up to third. Running was now in the mist, which we dipped out of in the bealach before Meikle Conval. Then into the mist again as we ran up Meikle Conval, a long plateau run before spotting the marshal in the murk. Alan and Paul made a real dash through the heather on the descent to the road crossing. I was probably about 30-40 secs back. However, the race then starts the relentless 3k and 1700ft climb, so I removed my vest and started to work. Managed to catch up with Paul just after he blasted past Alan on the initial zig-zags. However, I was feeling quite strong and proceeded to keep running all the way up to the top, giving me a lead of about a minute at the summit. Now in thick mist again, humidity 100%! Panicking that I would lose the track after going over/round the summit tor in the mist, had to really concentrate on looking for the flags (a few folk have gone wrong on this before and did this time too). Descending into the mist was interesting, with runners coming up towards you in the gloom and trying not to collide with them.

Back at the road crossing there is a very steep heathery bank to climb...Into even more heather on an easy gradient, but my calf muscles were giving me grief after the Snowdon race the previous week. So plodded through the heather until the peat bog which is good for running, then run back up Meikle Conval and try to stride out in the mist concentrating hard looking for flags. The marshal appeared to be a rock sitting in the mist, but when he stood up it was a relief as this was the penultimate top. Again concentrating hard to find my way back into the bealach I passed the marshals there and ran steadily up Little Conval. This was very disconcerting as you get to the highest point and there is no marshal. In the mist you start thinking that you've missed the checkpoint, but after spotting another flag I kept running on the trod I was on. Then you descend almost imperceptibly to a trig point and the final marshal. Not wanting to mess up now the focus was all on finding the flags which guide you through and over a maze of little trods in the short heather to the golf course. It was nearly back at the fence above the golf course before the mist dissipated. Then run hard down the farm tracks into the games field.

A good hard run with Manny putting in a superb performance to take fourth and lo and behold the sun came out for a while too.

1. Ronnie Gallagher 2.06.06 Westerlands

2. Paul Raistrick 2.07.53 Highland HR

3. Alec Keith 2.11.20.HBT

4. Manny Gorman 2.12.?? Westerlands

5. Alan Smith 2.14.11 Deeside

S.Wingrove 1st L 2.29.13 Cosmic

E.Patterson 2nd L 2.55.57 Highland HR

L.Bethell 3rd L 3.04.33 Lochaber AC

Posted by Ronnie Gallagher on Mon 2 Aug 2004 | 1 comment

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  1. Manny said...

    As Ronnie says, a great day out was had at the brilliant Dufftown Heelin' Games with huge crowds and absolutely loads to do and see (not including the hill race) It was my first race since the Island Peaks in May due to injury, so I went along with no great ideas of trying for a time/performance but only to test my sore foot and enjoy the day. Having just had a week of slow plodding over some lovely Assynt hills I was feeling a bit tired and set off at a very conservative pace in about 12th position to the first top and just let the field settle down into it's natural pace and positioning. I kept my pace absolutely steady and relaxed all the way out to the road crossing at the foot of Ben Rinnes and had picked off 4 places without any extra effort, staying tucked in behind Ochils Stewart Simpson for a good bit of the way. In the distance I could see the first 4 all slugging it out on the way up BR into the (thankfully) thick mist.I took a minute out at the water station to take on 4 cups of water(and the same on the way back)which was essential in the muggy heat.I pulled in Stewart and a Deeside runner early on the long climb up BR and was feeling really good with only minor twinges from the bad foot, so I put in a hard spell all the way to the top with the intention of completely dropping Stewart & Co. to let me have an easier run home with out a chase. Ha ha - that'll be right!After what seemed an eternity Ronnie finally appeared out of the thick gloom on his way back down with about 30 seconds over Paul Raistrick and followed quickly by Alec Keith-HBT,Paul Rogan-Forres and Allan Smith-Deeside.Another 60 seconds and I found I was at the top and was really surprised to find I had closed the huge gap that was between us at the bottom, and and knew from then I would be "racing" back to the finish although my initial attempt to claw them back on the descent was curtailed with an desperate emergency crap stop half way down! followed swifly by another stop to fight of a bout of cramp!!Going back over the Convils let me pull in first Allan, who tried to stay with me for a short while then a few minutes later Paul who in contrast seemed to have blown up as I skipped past him on the penultimate drop. I was now sitting 4th and feeling great so took one look at Alec Kieth, who was actually a long way off, and decided to go after him and put in a hard accent of the last hill closing him down all the way, but nearing the top he took a look back and saw my intentions forcing him to put in an effort to hold me off. I pushed the pace all the way to the finish, both hoping Alec would blow up (which he didn't)and as a tester for my foot(which seemed okay apart from a few uncomfortable tweaks)It was fantastic coming into the park with pipes playing and the noise of a huge crowd cheering you round on the final lap to line.My guts played merry hell with me for the rest of the day and was mighty glad it hadn't got any worse during the race or it could have been a very different and messy result.The heavy mist thankfully stayed until all the competitiors were back and when the sun did break though the heat was burning hot which would have been a killer during the run.

    As Ronnie mentioned, I was heading to Kevin Doonans (remember him? - used to have huge black dug called Seamus) wedding bash - yes WEDDING bash!No, he didn't marry the dug but does now have a family and (probably as a result)is threatening and has taken the first cautious steps of a comeback-after he loses about 6 stones!!

    Tuesday 3rd August 2004 11.44am

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