Ticking off more of the Great North Walk, with Andy & James, Hornsby to Berowra - as Andy remarked towards the end, the slowest Half Marathon you'll ever do.
Lovely morning for it, bit of chill when we dropped into the valley but sunny (and smokey, from a smouldering bush fire), with fantastic technical trails and some pretty brutal climbs. And the now obligatory ridiculousness with a swim where a bridge no longer existed. This is why I have dry bags.
Knee fine throughout, tho 'noticeable' on some of the hard descents. Good times.