Thank you for sharing Joss Naylor's story! To keep doing what you love no matter your age is something we should all aspire to do. 🙌🏻 It won't be trail running for me though, I get plenty tired just walking uphill. 😅
Were it not for the utter britishness of the blokes, I'd reckon you were out on the Asian steppes. What a number for distance and age. Wild stuff. I'd be happy to be walking that at that age.
Whew!!! What an intense journey! The images are lovely (and the BnW masks the hideous heat you had to endure). And the rock formations (cairns?) in a few of the shots are marv!
Such athleticism. I know there is this type of hill and mountain running in Ireland too, fair play but it is beyond my capability 😆 Great photos as usual 👌
Eek. Definitely on the knife edge of brave/insane… – but impressive, nonetheless (especially as you managed to take some great photos on the way round)! Well done!
Well done, Paul. Fell runners re, IMHO, looneys. All that beauty and the objective is, apparently, to run up and down it as quickly as possible. Makes no sense to me.....🤪
Wow well done for persevering Paul, it was worth it as you got a great photo essay of your walk. I can understand that insane feeling too having walked up Haystacks in 33 degrees in July last year, while constantly being passed by fell runners playing some sort of game of 'Hunted' all around the Buttermere fells. I don't know how they do it!
Joss was a legend of the fells. The G.O.A.T. in more ways than one. He knew them all and could probably navigate them blindfolded.
He was a legend right enough. I can remember seeing him on the tv. Might have been Blue Peter.
He was a legend right enough. I can remember seeing him on the tv. Might have been Blue Peter.
Thank you for sharing Joss Naylor's story! To keep doing what you love no matter your age is something we should all aspire to do. 🙌🏻 It won't be trail running for me though, I get plenty tired just walking uphill. 😅
Were it not for the utter britishness of the blokes, I'd reckon you were out on the Asian steppes. What a number for distance and age. Wild stuff. I'd be happy to be walking that at that age.
It is an insane thought that he was still getting up there at 83 never mind running up there. Bonkers
Whew!!! What an intense journey! The images are lovely (and the BnW masks the hideous heat you had to endure). And the rock formations (cairns?) in a few of the shots are marv!
Thanks! I love a good cairn! It’s here are some amazing examples up on the fells
Such athleticism. I know there is this type of hill and mountain running in Ireland too, fair play but it is beyond my capability 😆 Great photos as usual 👌
Mine too. One guy ran past me with a bag of Haribo in one had. Smiling and chomping away. Another breed
Eek. Definitely on the knife edge of brave/insane… – but impressive, nonetheless (especially as you managed to take some great photos on the way round)! Well done!
PS: I really feel for those sheep, as well.
There was a lot of panting going on. Me and the sheep!
Well done, Paul. Fell runners re, IMHO, looneys. All that beauty and the objective is, apparently, to run up and down it as quickly as possible. Makes no sense to me.....🤪
Wow well done for persevering Paul, it was worth it as you got a great photo essay of your walk. I can understand that insane feeling too having walked up Haystacks in 33 degrees in July last year, while constantly being passed by fell runners playing some sort of game of 'Hunted' all around the Buttermere fells. I don't know how they do it!