JK Champs Relays Day

It was a murky, damp morning on the top of Stanton Moor in the Peak District this morning but it wasn't dampening the spirits of the Men's Trophy competitors.  I positioned myself on the run out to the start kite to blip the mass start, which was a large turnout this year.  The force of the running swept before them and, although I was behind the tapes, I felt myself step back.  It was also treacherous underfoot and I am glad no one fell.  It's a pity it was such an awful morning as the views from Stanton on a good day are pretty fantastic.

Races done, prize giving photographed and we made a hasty retreat to avoid getting bogged down in the sodden carparking field.  Three hours later and we arrived in Oxford where we are spending the week keeping Euan occupied.