




Endurancelife Coastal Trail Marathon – Stage 2 - Gower
Dark clear skies were broken with the glimmer of stars. The ground frost glistened. It was going to be a perfect day for running. A little cold to start maybe but it was going to be a good day.
It was an early start. Rising at 4am to pick up my buddy Nigel at 5am and then head south on the M5, then M4 to arrive in the Gower for 7:30am.
This was the second stage of the Endurancelife Coastal Trail Series. At registration, much of the chat was about the previous race in Dorset some 4 weeks earlier. Yes, it had been a real tough race and a real baptism of fire for many. Was the Gower going to be as hard?
I hadn’t looked at the course profile as I feel that it serves no real purpose. I take it as it comes and hopefully my body responds accordingly. Nigel however had come armed with a print out of the route. On paper, the route looked hillier than Dorset; oh joy we thought.
At 9a,m the marathon runners congregated at the rear of the village hall. The cold air kept everyone moving on the spot to keep warm. Or was it nerves of the run ahead?
Race briefing as per usual was informative. Any particular area of danger was pointed out to the runners. Everyone was told of the need to be self-sufficient. And most importantly, everyone was made aware that should you die during the event, it was our own fault for entering in the first place. Sounded like it was going to be a good day.
At 9:15 we departed the village hall. As per usual at these events a short section of road was soon replaced with trail. At first it was relatively firm grass. After a good section the profile started to go up and the ground became muddy. The course was still technically quite easy and therefore unlike Dorset, many runners grouped together. The climb started to spread people out and finally a natural order started to take place.
A nice run across the top of the ridge was replaced with some fast technical downhill and then a really lovely section of bog snorkelling. Yes, some really smelly lovely mud. You put your foot in it and sunk to mid calf. It was pretty tough but fun. I always get worried about these sections as I dread the thought of leaving a shoe behind.
From here we were treated to some great views of the coastline and sandy trails through grassland. It was really beautiful as the low morning light skimmed over the ground.
Eventually we started to drop down and we were treated to a long sandy beach and rolling waves. The early morning frost had frozen the top layers of sand it was just a real pleasure to run through virgin sand as the waves splashed to our right. The early morning light winds lifted the spray from the water and gently showered us. At the end of the beach was a checkpoint. We dibbed in with our timing chips and left the beach section via a narrow pathway.
A short section of road and then in-front of us a wall of grass. The early section was gently graded and it was possible to run. Inevitably though as the gradient increased we all started to power walk. The secret of trail running is knowing when to walk and save energy. It’s not a negative. It’s a positive. I strided out making small steps. The aim to keep the speed up. It was quite a long section and finally we were treated with a plateau and some great views.
We had a really good section of running here. Some mud and some boggy ground but on the whole it was good running. We had plenty to look at, cliffs, sea, great views and the opportunity to chat with other runners.
Some of the early runners who had set the pace out front now started to come back. Start too quick and inevitably you will start to pay for it.
I had hooked up with a couple of runners and we were really enjoying the chat and views. Running at a similar pace we helped keep each other going.
Down again. This time it was technical and rocky. Once in the dip it was time to climb out. It was possible to jog walk and then we had another section of good running.
Once again we reached another beach section. This sand was much softer with many rock sections. Much harder running here. It was tough on the ankles and knees but still a pleasure.
Off the beach we climbed again. This section was on road but it was possible to keep a good pace going even though this section was quite steep. At the top we ran through fields and the entered a lovely woodland section. Soft ground, trees, shrubs and subdued light made this a really memorable section.
From the wood we climbed upwards again. Through a tough field section and then a road. Once we crossed the road a final checkpoint. As I ran away I shouted ‘how many in front?’ a reply came ‘four’. Great I thought. That two days rest before the race was obviously paying dividends. Treat these races as training and very rarely relax on approach to them.
It was downhill for quite a long section now. It was welcome. It gave me an opportunity to keep my speed up and recover.
At the bottom I continued onwards, up a hill and then joined a road section. I came to a crossroads and unusually no ‘direction’ marker. I ran straight on doubtful I was running the correct way. I saw a woman with a pram. ‘Seen any runners?’ I asked.
Her reply was less than convincing “no” she said “but there are some race markings up the road”
I continued. Finally I saw an endurancelife sign pointing left to the village and race start. I continued on and eventually saw another sign. Must be the correct way? I thought.
This was a long section of road and I was surprised. I came into the village and entered the finish. I dibbed in for 3rd place. I knew this wasn’t correct. I hadn’t overtaken anyone. Although my GPS had the correct distance I had obviously missed a turn.
Neil Bryant came in and dibbed in. He was given 4th place. I was definitely behind him and I told him so. No glory in grabbing places by taking a wrong turn. I was happy with my race. I felt really good and although it is a real disappointment to go of course so close to the finish I know it wouldn’t have altered my overall place of 4th (or maybe 5th).
The Gower was stunning. It was a beautiful course of stunning views, great-varied terrain and excellent organization. It would be a great first time race for the Coastal Series. It was tough as all these races are. But in comparison to Dorset, it was a walk in the park.
As a footnote (no pun intended) I changed my shoe type for this race. Previously I had used the Salomon XD and found that on real muddy terrain I couldn’t keep upright. For this race I used the Speed Cross with a more aggressive sole. Perfect!! The added grip was so welcome and ultimately enabled me to keep my speed up. Winner of the race was Andy Jones in 3:20:41. I recorded 3:36:00.
See you in Portland for stage 3.


















