Myself and some Scouting chums [and the Mrs] marshalled on a night run on Dartmoor on Saturday night. My duty, along with my ex-navy commander chum, was to man a water and jelly baby station at 1/3 distance for the 10 milers.
Duly stationed at our table, with what should be glorious Dartmoor scenery all around us, we hunkered down as the snow started blowing with such ferocity that I was nearly blown over as the wind caught my rucksac. Tightening our Paramo's against the ensuing wind and horizontal snow we waited for the first runners....and waited...and waited as we filled water cups and broke open the jelly babes and beans...
Far off in the distance a small light gradually grew bigger and bigger and split into 3 distinct head torches. The first runners, facing fully into the fully seasonal elements, and dresses on shorts and t shirts came trotting through to out applause and [refused] offers of refreshments. Our shouts of 'turn right and up the hill', was met met with a wave of the hand as they disappeared up on the moor proper....my imaginings were of the rescue team recovering their weakened and hypoththermic bidies from the high(er) moor later that evening....'shorts', I uttered under my breath as the words were taken away by the gusting snow.
The rest came through in various states of undress, with a mix of compression leggings and long and short sleeve tops, with an occasional wind-proof thrown in for good measure.
The 'back-marker' came past and gave the all clear. We packed up, looked at the now remarkably still and clear night before r retracing our 2 miles back to the cars and the sanctuary they offered.
An excellent night and one to highlight just how different it is running to standing still.
My lesson to us all from the night...running WILL keep you warm, and you really can run in very cold conditions wearing very little....but if you do, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE tell some one where you are going, and for God's sake, take a bag with a fleece and leggings...and if you have reception, a phone and a whistle. They could easily save your life. This was a marshalled run, and all booked out and back in...when we go out, do the same.
Lastly, if you are lost injures ect, and you do have a torch or whistle, the recognised call is 6 good blasts/flashes, followed by a minutes silence; then repeated.The acknowledgement is 3 good blasts followed my a minutes silence.
Use a whistle [plastic -metal may well freeze to your lips, and if you have a compass may affect it]/torch, shout.wave a bright coat etc...