Sax Trail Challenge – Knole Park, Sevenoaks
Perhaps this is one of those times when I should have taken notice of feeling “not in the mood”. I had felt rather icky all day but decided to go along to this event anyway.
It was rather low key, with maybe 30 people congregating around a couple of cars in a tiny car park before walking half a mile or so along town streets to the start, inside the entrance to Knole Park . The atmosphere was a little strange too. It was very much a “club” affair – fair enough for a low-key evening event – with the in-jokes and banter among people who knew each other and the terrain very well, but I was not the only “outsider” by any means and some folks did not seem entirely sure what to do. I felt a bit “odd” but that was probably more to do with how I was feeling generally.
The view from the start was stunning – broad sweeps of rough grassland and mature pockets of woodland rolled across landscaped hills and valleys while large herds of fallow deer browsed across the whole area. The whole terrain was simply lovely, though the overcast evening worried people that it might be dark before we returned.
The first part of the short course was sharply uphill towards the house, then along the outside to the corner of the garden wall – just under a km in all. I was there in about six minutes but was in trouble. I was dizzy and feeling very sick. I carried on, coming across a valley and up the other side, round a large fenced enclosure into very heavy bracken, but I was losing it. I was unsure of the map – and found myself thrown by the 1:15,000 scale – and going slower and slower, watching all the short course runners that I had left behind coming past me. I kept stopping to study the map convincing myself that I was miles off-route though the GPS later showed I was actually spot-on. I was feeling disorientated and distressed. After a bit more than 2.5km and shortly before I got to control 2 I did the sensible thing and walked slowly back to the finish to retire before heading home.
I do not feel dreadfully ill but something is not right. This is the first time I have ever retired from an event. As well as the physical feelings, I was very confused and disorientated – this is normal sometimes when orienteering, but this was much worse. Whether this is a virus, mild food poisoning or whatever I want to be over it before Saturday and the next “Sussex Sprint”.