Having had to pull out due to a broken arm in 2015 the Maldon Mud Race has been on my list of things to do for a while. This year we entered it with some trepidation. The race originally started in the seventies when a local pub placed a barrel of beer on the far bank of the very muddy river and dared its clientele to go for it. That was in the depth of winter and it must have been quite a challenge. Now it is held in the same mud but in May when the water has warmed up a bit. To my surprise the mud was lovely and warm! The only rule seems to be that your shoes are gaffer taped onto your ankles and I can see why, there is quite some suction! Most people dress up to some degree. A chap in a wedding dress comes most years! We went for stripy tops which never fully recovered. It was great fun, even the cold drizzle of a shower was a laugh. Might well go for it again!