Saturday 21st August 2010 saw a group of 37 runners gather in the car park of the Creagan Inn for the inaugural Two Inns Race. The weather was kind with a blustery south westerly at our backs for most of the way and for the most part clear views. Underfoot the race is hard work and there are a number of significant climbs. Fraochaidh was covered in cloud but the top was easily found by following the fence to a very cheery pair of Mountain Rescue marshals. The views, already awesome, cleared up completely after that and with the Aonach Eagach as a backdrop Sgorr a Choise looked so spectacular it was almost possible to enjoy the fact that we had to climb the damn thing. The last mile over the hill park west of the Clachaig has attracted much
comment. I had almost started to walk it but the lady behind me wasn't about to enter that kind of truce and so I was bound to crash my way through like all the rest. Top marks to Linda MacEwan for a cracking new race and to the Mountain Rescue marshals who were very efficient and unremittingly encouraging. The Clachaig was an inspired finish and the pint of An Teallach in hand within five minutes of the finish made for the perfect end to a very fine day indeed even if my wretched dog was too busy making eyes at a Labrador bitch to even realise that I'd finished.
Saturday 21st August 2010 saw a group of 37 runners gather in the car park of the Creagan Inn for the inaugural Two Inns Race. The weather was kind with a blustery south westerly at our backs for most of the way and for the most part clear views. Underfoot the race is hard work and there are a number of significant climbs. Fraochaidh was covered in cloud but the top was easily found by following the fence to a very cheery pair of Mountain Rescue marshals. The views, already awesome, cleared up completely after that and with the Aonach Eagach as a backdrop Sgorr a Choise looked so spectacular it was almost possible to enjoy the fact that we had to climb the damn thing. The last mile over the hill park west of the Clachaig has attracted much 
comment. I had almost started to walk it but the lady behind me wasn't about to enter that kind of truce and so I was bound to crash my way through like all the rest. Top marks to Linda MacEwan for a cracking new race and to the Mountain Rescue marshals who were very efficient and unremittingly encouraging. The Clachaig was an inspired finish and the pint of An Teallach in hand within five minutes of the finish made for the perfect end to a very fine day indeed even if my wretched dog was too busy making eyes at a Labrador bitch to even realise that I'd finished.
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