I can't really comment on the ins & outs the runners experienced on this route as I drove around it delivering refreshment & nourishment to the hounds.

Using my imagination, there were probably wardrobe monsters in the mine shafts, man-eating piranhas in the streams and vicious vultures in the trees.

Up the large blancmange the trail went, over the marshmallow tops and across the chocolate sauce swamp.  Then there was the first drink stop.  That was the end of the first quarter.

Across the sticky toffee pudding lake then around the tiramisu brought us to the end of the second quarter - more refreshments.

Then came the hardest part - the custard pond - well tricky.  Down the treacle slide & along the sponge walkway to yet another break for more refuelling - the third quarter.

The last part was easier - along the Blackpool Rock valley, crossing the CurlyWurly gorge & back to the Toblerone car park - last drinks for all.

Back to my memory of the time following the run:

We returned to the camp-site and settled down to tell tales around the table.  We had a barbecue, some more successful than others - we can conclude the £5.99 ones from Wilko are the best buy.

There was one more person than there were chairs whilst we were all huddled in Forever Blowing & Bubbles' tent, so a game of musical chairs ensued.   As one person left to go to the toilet, the one returning took their place - and so it went on.

Once we were all very cold and the barbecues had gone out we called it a night and turned in.