Training Log Archive: jennycas

Up past the lake and the railway line to the tank above Lower Waterfall (my hamstrings were rather ham-strung and I really struggled on the hills) where we debated whether it was possible to get to the tap at the top of the park and back down while we could still see where we were putting our feet. Only one way to find out, so we trooped up to the tap, down the Besser blocks (can't believe John rode his bike down them the other week!) to the redwoods and made it to Long Gully kiosk in twilight, then plunged into the enchanted forest along the creek with the occasional glimmer of moonlight through the trees and the occasional surprise when the track wasn't cambered quite the way I expected it to be.

BBQ afterwards at the Uppills' was good fun (Adrian's idea to celebrate the last daylight Belair run) and when I got home I coaxed George out of bed to tread on my legs again! When Belair resumes in 3 weeks' time we will all be wearing headlamps. For some strange reason I am looking forward to this.