The agony of being a leader
Run No: 2460
Run No: 2460
At: Cnr Ross St and St Johns Rd Glebe
On Inn: Pizza Da Noi
Hare: Mother F
RUN REPORT by Mother F
It is not easy being a leader
The Run Site
The run was set in Glebe and crossed into Annandale when it crossed Johnstons Creek.
The run started at what used to be the AAPT building at the corner of Ross Street and St. John’s Road. This has an area that is undercover and so completely dry.
The Weather
The forecast was for showers on the day of the run, 9th September, 2025. There were showers in the morning and based on my experience of previous runs that I had set I felt it quite likely that my chalk marks would be completely obliterated, but there was no further rain. The evening was mild. That said, there was rain that night and the following day and all of my chalk marks disappeared so we were in luck on the night of the run.
The Map
Because of the risk of rain I had ten copies of my run map printed in colour, in A3 size and with high definition. The map was commended.
The Run
The run went through the streets of Glebe to Rozelle Bay and so along the edge of Rozelle Bay and Blackwattle Bay. No-one criticised the fact that I have set previous runs there. There are excellent views from the edge of the bays and I felt that I could not exclude them from the run.
As well, I set the run through as many grassed areas as I could.
The run crossed Johnstons Creek and came to a Runners / Walkers Split. The walkers trail went south following the Johnstons Creek and then through Harold Park and along Ross Street to the bucket.
The runners ran along the water’s edge and then through the streets of Glebe and back to the bucket.
Both the runners and the walkers arrived back at the bucket within 60 minutes so that the trails were the correct length.
The Run Report
The Run Score was 9.9. I had put down a lot of arrows since I expected that rain would remove a lot of them but this did not occur.
The Pizza da Noi Restaurant
The restaurant had set 18 seats for us and only 18 (or so) arrived. Our bucket was placed in a discrete position and the restaurant charged corkage.
The restaurant owner was not there and one sweet little girl was in charge of the restaurant and was showing signs of stress when eighteen people arrived, but we calmed her down.
The food at the restaurant is always good. One pizza is big enough for two. I shared one with Steptoe.
I think that when the last of the Larrikins left we were the last in the restaurant. It was a good night.
On On
Mother
