I first did this event last year and the two races couldn't have been more different. Last year, it was dry and unseasonably hot at 24°C (75°F). The main dangers were dehydration and sunburn. This year it was much colder. 10°C (50°F) at the start and 3°C (37°F) in the driving rain for those hardy souls who finished around midnight.
|At the start.|
|Running past the snow...|
|In surprisingly good shape.|
I called the Race Director and told him that I was dropping out. One advantage of this race is that you aren't ever very far from civilisation so I was able to get a bus to the finish where I was collected my stuff, had a shower and headed off home.
I hope I'll be able to have another go at this next year as I was really rather enjoying it until the fall. The route is well marked and the whole affair is organised by people that are obviously passionate about putting on a good race.