John gives me an ideal opportunity to provide a tribute to Willie Rushton, who died recently. His book "Pigsticking, A Joy for Life" provides brief details of how to participate in nearly every sport imaginable, and includes a section on orienteering. I quote:
"...I thought it consisted solely of sprinting cross-country through the Pilgrim's Progress with only a despondent A-Z of Slough to bring you solace, a sport designed for clean-living militant Christians.
To this end, competitors are offered a choice of routes, the classic alternative is "over or round", and while the young and virile can pick a swift belt down a sheep-track for a mile, some of us may well prefer to make our own way less actively to the same objective through a couple of hundred yards of light jungle. The speediest mind wins. The experts consult their maps every two seconds while moving at pace. One move in the wrong direction and you're doomed. The forests echo with the distant cries of
That's always struck me as a pretty good summary of the sport. Can anyone provide an earlier example of a comparison with doing a crossword whilst running than this 1977 example?