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The SR71 at Duxford Museum – pic by Lee-Stuart Evans |



My run then met up with the Wimpole Way and I ran out of Cambridge and into the countryside.



I noticed that the hashers in Cambridge also use chalk to mark their routes. This is possible because Cambridge is a very bicycle and walker friendly city and even cross country paths to other villages are paved.
I crossed over the M11 using a bridge which must have been the highest point above sea level in all of Cambridgeshire.

I then ran on until I got to a little village called Coton where i got to my 30 minute mark on my run which meant it was time to turn round and head back.

The run back was easy, and I even saw a few other runners out that Sunday morning.
I took a slightly different route back to where I was staying and ran past the Observatory at Cambridge university. The run took about an hour and was about 5 easy miles. Even though I had been out through the countryside I had stayed on paved routes throughout and not even got muddy!
When I got back it was ‘only a short few minutes’ until everyone else woke up and we had breakfast and headed out to the Duxford Imperial War Museum.
I ran round like a 7 year old muttering to myself enthusiastically for hours. There were many many high points in all the hangars but in particular I got a chance to look inside another concorde (I’ve ‘harrassed’ one at RAF Yeovilton) and for the first time see and touch an SR 71 Blackbird. This holds the world speed record at 2193 mph set the year I was born and never officially beaten yet (by anything the Americans admit they have) . This jet in full flight could do the whole Greensand Way in under 3 minutes.
I also got to see a midget sub used in World War 2. There is an excellent book that includes a lot about them by Paul Kemp called Underwater Warriors that I have read. It was amazing to see them (and how small and cramped they are inside).
I also got a picture with me and Dr G with Concorde. I liked the fact that I had the danger sign pointing towards me.
That weekend I drove back a little bit in shock, like a child that ate too much sugar at a party and went home sick. It’ll be hard to beat a weekend like that, which seemed to be almost entirely geared around my own nerdy interests.