The Gower 50
Report – Mark Barker:
Last Saturday I took part in a 50 mile ultra around the beautiful Gower peninsula.
The event was organised by the appropriately named Run, Walk, Crawl. Tthere were 3 distances to choose from, 23 mile trail, 34 mile ultra bach and the 50 miler, although as I later found out it would actually be 52 miles for me!
The race kicked off at 7am at a very dark Mumbles cricket club. 150 runners, on a self navigating route. We had a GPS tracker attached to our rucksacks in case we got lost or decided to cheat and take a short cut. This was excellent for family and friends to monitor progress, send encouraging messages and in my case to advise when I had gone the wrong way!
The route was circular, starting off with a fast 16 miles on mainly tarmac, then it was time to switch to the trail shoes waiting for me at checkpoint 2. From here on in it was a slow 36 miles of coastal path. The coastal paths had everything, it started with marshland, which was ankle deep mud, then came the rolling hills, scrambling on rocky cliff paths, sand dune hills, and several miles of beaches.
It was a glorious sunny day, the spectacular scenery helped me to not think about the distance or terrain.The checkpoints were every 4 to 7 miles, in my mind I tried to keep focussed on the distance to the next checkpoint, avoiding the temptation to think of the distance to the finish.
The self-navigating route was much tougher than I had anticipated. Whilst I had the route on my phone it was not easy to read without my glasses! It was tough going, although physically I was fine, I realised I needed to invest in some running poles, like my fellow runners that were speeding past me on the tough terrain.
I was 11 hours and 45 miles into the race, as I reached the final checkpoint, the day light was almost gone. I emptied the sand from my shoes, topped up my water bottles, had a slice of orange, a few crisps, put on the head torch and set off into the darkness for the final 7 miles.
I had trained on trails in the dark but nothing had quite prepared me for what was to come. It was completely dark, with only the white spot of my head torch to guide me, the path gradually descended from the cliffs, through woodland, down to the sea. When I got down to sea level, I approached a river, I could not find any way to cross as the tide was in, I followed the river to the sea, still unable to find a way to cross and in complete darkness, I retraced my steps and waited for other runners, it was not long before I saw some head torches coming down the hill. There were 3 other runners who had formed a group and were sensibly navigating the terrain together with the principle that 3 head torches are better than 1! The group of 3 became 4, as we looked for a way over the river, we found a path going upstream and soon found a bridge.
We stuck together from there on in, we became good friends in that final part of the race, it was strange as I never saw their faces, just voices with a bright light on their heads!
My watch pinged to say I had done 50 miles but my new best friends had reminded me there was still 2 miles to go. The final 2 miles went on forever, partly because we went the wrong way up a steep hill, my brothers were watching on the gps tracker and were messaging “STOP, YOU ARE GOING THE WRONG WAY AGAIN”!
Eventually we approached the final footpath taking us back to the cricket club where it all started 13 hours and 44 minutes earlier, finishing together with my new pals!
It was a challenge like no other I had done before, I have learnt a lot about ultra trail running and have unfinished business with the Gower 50, so hope to be back in 2025, along with running poles and my glasses!
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