Red Moss 2000 Handicap Results

Organiser Nick Macdonald

Position

Name

Handicap Time

Run Time

Finish Time

Points

1

Nick Macdonald

23.00

1.11.48

1.34.48

35

2

Angela Wood

12.35

1.22.50

1.35.25

34

3

Bill Cross

22.00

1.14.56

1.36.56

33

4

John Mendum

22.00

1.15.31

1.37.31

N/M

5

Alan Hogg

27.40

1.10.02

1.37.42

32

6

Alison Laws

31.45

1.07.26

1.38.11

31

7

Nigel Rose

22.00

1.17.12

1.39.12

30

8

Anne Nimmo

25.35

1.14.51

1.39.26

29

9

Joanne Anderson

23.35

1.16.14

1.39.49

28

10

Jim McWhinnie

29.50

1.11.37

1.40.27

27

11

Russell Stout

40.25

1.00.24

1.40.49

26

12

Ian Jackson

23.30

1.18.42

1.41.12

25

13

Rupert Warren

39.20

1.03.19

1.41.39

24

14

Cali Ingham

15.35

1.27.30

1.42.05

23

15

Paula Drouet

13.35

1.29.07

1.42.42

22

16

Willie Gibson

40.00

1.05.05

1.45.05

21

17

Bill Gauld

35.35

1.11.49

1.46.24

20

18

Joanne Thin

12.35

1.34.05

1.46.40

19

19

Richard Roberstson

06.56

1.43.55

1.49.51

18

20

Stuart Whittlie

45.30

1.10.49

1.55.19

17



It was a fine gentle night. A pale translucent light bathed the hills, whilst gentle zephyrs stirred the air, ruffling the branches of the trees and scattering a mosaic of myriad patches of colour and light which dappled the lush grass...Aye, but not where we were. The Pentlands were humid dank and wet, with the visibility waxing and waning as the mist dirled around the tops.

Some twenty stalwarts ventured out to Red Moss and with the handicapper off to Iceland it seemed to be fair game for most to complain about their cruel handicaps, all to no avail as usual as I had to remain objective and abide by Willie's calculations. Besides, I had a decent handicap and I wasn't letting anyone else get any advantage. Anne Nimmo in particular couldn't understand why her handicap was so severe, even when I explained to her it was because she won the last event. 'But that was a golf match', she complained. Poor lass, she obviously doesn't understand the complexities of the handicapping system.

As aforementioned, our absent handicapper had given me the best handicap I'd had in about 2 years. The best in fact since I wrote that article on how to win a handicap without really trying. Willie had obviously forgotten that 2 of the ways mentioned to aid your success are organising the race and planning the route. As it turned out the mist did the rest...

Sometimes you can't see the Wood for the mist and, like the poet Robert Frost, Angela mixed up the paths on Scald Law and took the one less travelled by and that made all the difference. For she threw away her lead, allowing me to pass in the mist to just stay ahead of her and the rest of the pack to the finish.

The evening was rounded of with an ale or two, some fine grub and some convivial conversation in The Johnsburn Inn. Now, who's organising the next handicap?

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