Chapter 5. Scafell Pike Fell Race by John Tollitt.
As I’m sure you’re all aware, as I’ve been boring you over the last few months, I have been marking my 50th year by doing fell races on the highest peaks in the British Isles. Having already done Slieve Donard, Carantouhil, Snowdon and Ben Nevis (highest mountains in Northern Ireland, Irish Republic, Wales and Scotland respectively) Saturday was the turn of the Scafell Pike race. It was also my 50th birthday.
Having travelled over to Keswick the previous afternoon, a 1.00pm start would mean that I would have plenty of time to travel the short distance to the start….. or so you would have thought. Although Scafell Pike isn’t too far from Keswick as the crow flies, the race starts from Wasdale Head at the top of Wastwater and this entails a fairly lengthy drive out to the West Cumbrian coast, then along a minor road to the start. Still 45 mins. would seem to be a reasonable amount of time to allow. An hour into the journey through the delights of Frizzington and Cleator Moor, I still hadn’t reached the turn off near Sellafield and was starting to get a tad tetchy with half an hour to go until the start. My nerves were starting to fray as I found myself stuck behind a car, whose driver had obviously been schooled at the Sunday Driving School of Motoring. He was probably also an in-car hat wearer. A bit of an ‘offroading’ manoeuvre saw me overtake the dawdler and blast on to my destination with minutes to spare.
A feature of this race is that, in addition to the usual categories, they also have prizes for ‘Jack and Jill’ (couples prize) and ‘King and Queen of the Mountains’ for best aggregate placings in the Snowdon, Ben Nevis and Scafell Pike races. In some of my wilder flights of fantasy, I had speculated on being the only person to do all 3 and so being crowned king for the day on my 50th birthday. My dreams came crashing to the ground at the race registration when I added my name to the list of the 10 or so people in contention for this accolade, most of whom had finished higher than me. I felt it would be somewhat churlish to request they change the criteria and include the Irish races.
As I lined up with my mate Rick and the 60 or so other starters, a glance upwards indicated that we would be mostly running in cloud as the top half of England’s highest peak was swathed in a thick blanket of the fluffy stuff. The first 1/2 a mile or so was flat, but an opportunity to get your feet wet as it involved running through a series of streams. Having crossed over a footbridge, the climbing started with a diagonal traverse around the foot of Lingmell. At the top of the traverse people started to peel off to the left to take the steep route 1 approach over tussocky ground heading for a stile high above on the fellside. I managed to overtake a few people approaching the stile, adopting the all fours, snout to the ground approach to ascending. Crossing the stile, I attempted to compose myself for a photographer who popped up before continuing the ascent and trying to keep the runner in front in my sights. As my target disappeared into the clag, I concentrated on trying to follow the stud marks in the ground and had to point out to a young Howgill runner behind me not to put any faith in my route choice, as I was basically winging it. As the slope levelled out a bit, we were able to run it a bit more and crossed over Lingmell Gill.
The going started to get a bit rockier and we speculated that it would be tricky descending this way as the rock was very wet and treacherous. As we approached a craggy outcrop another Howgill runner appeared from behind us. He had apparently been in 4th place and following the 3rd place runner, who had missed the right course and had now found himself back in mid pack. As the cloud momentarily lifted, I picked out a few runners ahead, picking their way through the crags, so followed their line. Despite being steep and slippy, the route to the summit became more obvious, as it was marked with the occasional cairn and was being followed by hardy groups of walkers clad in all their outdoor kit as we nipped through them clad in vest and shorts.
At the summit I handed over a numbered disc to a marshal and turned around to descend by the same route. Much concentration was required to negotiate the damp rocky path, as well as trying to avoid taking out groups of walkers. After about 10 minutes descending I started to realise that the path I was on didn’t look familiar and it wasn’t the same one I had ascended. A quick exchange with a couple of fellow runners confirmed we had come off route. A walker coming up the path informed us that loads of runners had just come down this way and that it took us to Wasdale, so we decided to continue by this route. It soon became apparent that we were descending into Lingmell Gill rather than coming off the broad shoulder of Lingmell.
As we dropped out of the cloud and Wastwater came into view I felt relieved that at least I knew I was coming off the right side of the mountain. I crossed over the Gill onto the other side of the valley and caught up with a few other runners who had also taken this route before picking up the traversing path we had ascended by. The final couple of miles were straightforward and the final soggy run in was assisted by the cheerleading efforts of Vicki, Kate, Clare and Amanda.
Having tucked into some rather fine flapjack, we waited around for the presentation. The men’s winner in 1.04 was Hunter Bog Trotter’s Murray Strain, who also came away with the King of the Mountains and Jack and Jill awards. Hazel Robinson of Ambleside A.C. was the first lady in 1:16. I was pleased to come away with a prize for finishing 3rd in the V50 category in 1hr 35 minutes which I hope bodes well for my new age group status.
I have really enjoyed taking part in all 5 of the races which I set out to do at the start of the year. I have visited many amazing places as a result of my challenge and met loads of interesting and inspiring people on my travels and would definitely recommend the ‘Tollitt’ round to anybody wanting to have a bash at it. I have already started thinking about next year and how I might be able to plan on doing some races based around a theme. The race against a steam train in Wales is one that has caught my eye, I know there is a man v. horse race somewhere so there could be the makings of a theme in there somewhere. Another possibility is island races, such as Paps of Jura and Snaefell race on the Isle of Man. Any other suggestions on a postcard please to the usual address.
Congratulations John on completing a fabulous series of races. To simply run one of these races would be a tremendous achievement, but to do all five is outstanding. And many, many thanks for five sublime race reports. Boring? Never!!
Happy 50th Birthday too
Well done John, which one was your favourite and why?
Tricky question Kenny. I enjoyed them all in different ways. Slieve Donard for the best atmosphere and general craic, Carrantouhil for the sheer remoteness, Snowdon for the big match atmosphere and good weather, Ben Nevis for the sense of tradition and occasion and Scafell Pike coz it was a good way to spend my birthday. I would like to go back to explore the Mourne mountains (Slieve Donard) as they look really good for running, but realistically am more likely to have another crack at Ben Nevis.
well done John on a superb achievement.. brilliant running and excellent reports.. keep going !! happy birthday too !!
Another great race report John, really enjoyed reading about your 50th year exploits, congratulations on completing scafell Pike and Happy 50th Birthday. .
A fine report John – and a great effort. You picked some superb races – it would’ve been a lot easier to do the 5 flattest runs in each of the countries (which is what most 10k roadrunners aspire to) – although the word ‘flat’ isn’t in the Scottish dictionary. Fat is , but that’s another story. All the best
Happy Birthday Badger – great way to complete your ’round’ and many congratulations on the perfect execution of a superb challenge. You’ve done yourself proud! Top class running and hill craft in perfect unison. I predict you’ll revel in your new age class
Well done John. You can now impress people you know by telling them you have a “round” named after you. And you can impress people you dont know by telling them you are the current record holder for the fastest Tollitt round.