memories

Yesterday brought back memories, and so did today.

Jumped on my bike (again) and headed west as far as Pettycur Bay in Kinghorn.

A grand morning for it. Cold & windy, mind you.

Standing looking out over the sand reminded me of running the Black Rock 5 a few years back (May 2009).

Black Rock 5

The race starts in the village, you run down to the bay and then out over the sand to the Black Rock opposite Burntisland. Around the Rock and then back. It can only be done at the lowest of low tides and even then you can be knee deep in water at the Rock.

It featured in a recent book about the toughest races in the world. I'm not arguing about that.

The Bay always evokes two other memories - involving a crab, a sock and a black cocker spaniel pup. Another time.

The earworm goes with the race.

Jackson Brown