Article by Matt Rayment
Sometimes an aid station is just that, a table with some liquid on it, with a couple of hardy volunteers handing out said liquid and offering encouragement. Some aid stations are much grander affairs. These aid stations become almost as famous as the course itself, like Mt Luxmore in the Kepler, the rolling buffet that are the Tarawera 100 km aid stations or the literal Shangri-La of Kroger’s Canteen at Hard Rock. Don’t even get me started about the bedrunkening Marathon Du Medoc, with it’s 23 aid stations dispensing wine, steak, ice cream and oysters (Think you are tough completing a beer mile, homey? The French do it right).
Sometimes an aid station is just that, a table with some liquid on it, with a couple of hardy volunteers handing out said liquid and offering encouragement. Some aid stations are much grander affairs. These aid stations become almost as famous as the course itself, like Mt Luxmore in the Kepler, the rolling buffet that are the Tarawera 100 km aid stations or the literal Shangri-La of Kroger’s Canteen at Hard Rock. Don’t even get me started about the bedrunkening Marathon Du Medoc, with it’s 23 aid stations dispensing wine, steak, ice cream and oysters (Think you are tough completing a beer mile, homey? The French do it right).