Scurrying

This morning I was marshalling for the charmingly-named (15-mile) "Scurry along the Esk". My job was to stand at this very tight turn ad the bottom of a fast descent and make sure that none of the runners went straight on. However, the turn was so well marked that all I ended up doing was giving encouragement! After that, I did my bit by clearing the signage and tape marking from a couple of kilometres of the route.