It’s a marathon for hardcore running types who enjoy being on an exposed hilltop in a blizzard, running through the kind of mud seen in trench warfare.
I get paid to photograph it, although it’s still a far superior way to spend time than any spent at the day job.
Yep. Foul mood tonight and nothing will retrieve it. Sometimes you have to accept that the whole day is a busted flush and go to bed. I'm off for some shuteye now, as I'm up at 5 to get down and photograph the Steyning Stinger. A day sat on the South Downs, the sea glistening in the...