The Trail never sleeps!

At least it wasn’t sleeping last night, when nine headlamp-equipped Trailrunners blasted through the trails on Devil’s Peak. Leading man Roger cut corners at right angles and the last runner was still eating the dust from the first….

Five of us were Skyrunners and as such active at night by defition… The Goblin runs up Table Mountain at night more often than during the day. Klaus actually wears two different-colored trail shoes all the time, not only at night.

When the Sky turned from darkblue to black and the lights of Capetown began to glow, we were already a half-kilometre avove the city.

Roger, Leo and Nico (who had travelled over an hour to be part of the madness) led us through the narrow trails, you really couldn’t run straight in the turns, or one would have found oneself in mid-air like a cartoon-character, before dropping down straight with a hissing sound….Goblin and Gripmaster in positions 4 und 5 were defending the Salomon colors and tried to prove that our Contagrip soles could match the grip of Montrail’s Gryptonite traction wonders in front of us. They did! Behind us, the others were fighting for the places, with the “Sweeper” making sure that no one got lost… It was a hell of a lot of fun in the Devil’s playground! Recharge your batteries, before the week is over, the word will be “Same player, play again!”

Two determined-looking german immigrants…. Kapschnittchen was the only girl and won prize of “most elegant runner” without any competition. She then demanded that there be pancakes served on the summit…. Fellow club member Klaus hasn’t explained to me what the deal is with those different-colored shoes, but it for sure is a good way to be recognized anywhere.

Four years ago, he was a Salomon catalogue model. This year, the “Goblin” could tell me where to find the best steaks in Capetown…