The Barkley Marathons: The Race That Eats Its Young
An account of the crazy 100+ mile ultramarathon trail run that mostly doesnt have any actual trails.
The start is signaled with a 1 hour warning by blowing a conch shell, followed by the ceremonial lighting of a cigarette by the race org to signal the start.
When a runer pulls out (as most do), a bugle plays the Taps to anounce the end of his day.
This reminded me a wee bit of the start of the Midnight Sun 1200k, where the start was signaled by a saxophone playing us out.
Some of the competitive cameraderie reminded me of things like the 24h TT.
Only an hour, worth a watch.