Why you should visit Sierra Leone to experience the world’s most worthwhile marathon

Travel writer Sue Watt travelled with Street Child and Africa Marathons to take on the ultimate international marathon. She wrote about her experience in the Evening Standard. Read the original article here.

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I’d been running for an hour in an oppressive and humid 32°C along Makeni’s muddy streets, my face bright red, my legs a law unto themselves.

Friendly strangers lined the route cheering me on while children with beaming smiles ran alongside me or high-fived as I passed, shouting “Oporto,” their local slang for white person. I should have been shattered. Instead I had the stupidest, biggest grin across my face. This is how it feels to be part of what Running World magazine aptly calls “the craziest and most worthwhile marathon in the world.” 

Sierra Leone might seem an unusual destination to win the 2017 “Best International Event” in the Running Awards. But it’s well-deserved. With distances of 5km, 10km (my distance), a half marathon or the full 42km/26 miles, it’s organised by the UK charity Street Child and on May 28th619 runners took part.

All participants fundraise for Street Child’s projects across the country, projects they get to visit on a five-day package that includes food, transport and accommodation ranging from simple hostels to basic or better hotels. 

This year, new London-based tour operator Africa Marathons also offered their first post-run trips to explore this little-visited country. Coincidentally, its founder Rob Morley is co-founder of Putney Running Club and 16 members joined him for the race, raising over £20,000 for Street Child.

“As the marathon becomes better known, it will change people’s perceptions of Sierra Leone,” Rob told me. “They’ll see it for the safe and stunning destination it is.” 

More associated with internecine conflict and Ebola than award-winning sporting occasions, Sierra Leone once welcomed around 100,000 tourists a year before its bitter decade-long civil war that ended in 2002. “When I first came here nine years ago, it was the world’s poorest country,” Tom Dannatt, Street Child’s founder, told me. 

From a single project helping 100 street children in Makeni, his charity now supports over 60,000 children in Sierra Leone, Liberia, Nigeria and Nepal. Focusing on education, their work includes building schools, training teachers and social workers, and supporting vulnerable street children.

They launched the marathon in 2012. “Around 100 international runners came to our first one,” Tom said. “But the 2014 marathon was very poignant - it was the day Ebola was found in Sierra Leone.” 

Just as the West African nation was recovering from the war with an improved economy and a remarkable post-conflict reconciliation, the virulent disease effectively closed the country down. Almost 4000 people died, leaving around 12,000 orphans.  Street Child’s work became ever more significant, training Ebola educators and providing counselling and support to orphans stigmatised and traumatised by the disease. 

Children at Hayling School supported by Street Child being given chalk boards ()

We spent two days visiting Street Child’s projects in the north of the country. The remote Hayling Academy Primary School in Kadaimbawas a three-hour drive from Makeni on bumpy orange-hued roads passing hillsides bursting with banana plants and palms.

Children in pristine uniforms sang angelically before teachers handed them some gifts which looked like funky tablets for kids with brightly coloured borders. But they were simple, old-fashioned chalkboards - and the children were delighted. We made paper airplanes, blew bubbles and played football with them, revelling in their giggles. 

In the frenetic town of Lunsar, we visited the local market. Smells of spices wafted from the stalls, voices echoed from tin ceilings, and cheeky kids grabbed our hands as we squeezed through throngs of people.

A typical African market, the stalls sold everything from colourful cosmetics to fresh veg, but it’s tinged with the sadness of Ebola. We met women who’d lost children to the disease, but had become caregivers for orphans who’d lost their parents. With Street Child grants, they’d set up their own market businesses, enabling them to send their children and orphans to school on the profits. 

Back in Makeni, it was still dark at 5am when runners gathered at Wusum Stadium. We were a mixed bunch – the youngest 13 and the eldest 64; 453 locals and 166 internationals; some experienced marathon runners, others first-timers. But those of us who’d been to the projects shared one thing in common: a deeper connection to the cause, the country and the warm, resilient people we’d met. We were now running this marathon for each and every one of them, not just for a charity called Street Child. 

At 6am, the half and full marathon contenders moved to the start, anxious, excited, and whooping loudly as the whistle blew. Their route would take them through the town, then into countryside villages and around the undulating jungle-clad hills that make this region so beautiful. 

Some of Putney Running Club members at the finish of the Sierra Leone Marathon 

My 10km run set off with the 5km at 7.20am with 358 participants. I was soon overtaken by a snake of white t-shirts and lean muscular legs moving far faster than mine, dodging the puddles as they pounded the rutted roads. The 10km run was two laps of the 5km circuit through Makeni, passing mud-brick houses, small shops and stalls, schools, churches and mosques.

My first lap fled by as I chatted to an expat teacher and a single-leg amputee running on crutches, a war victim whose strength – both physical and mental – was humbling. 

When they turned off to finish their 5km race, I suddenly felt alone but the cheering crowds spurred me on. Eventually the stadium came into view, hip-hop boomed from the speakers, and roars and applause greeted me as I crossed the finishing line, utterly elated, in one hour and one minute. 

Of course, there’s more to Sierra Leone than the marathon. For some post-run R&R, we chilled on the Western Peninsula’s Tokeh Beach where soft white sands fringe a turquoise ocean. Then we delved into the country’s slave-trade heritage, visiting the haunting ruined fort of Bunce Island from where over 50,000 slaves sailed to America.

And we explored the enchanting Tiwai Island on the River Moa, home to rare pygmy hippos and a primate paradise with chimpanzees and monkeys thriving in its forests.

But it was the marathon that drew us here. Sorrell Walsh, runner-up in the women’s race in an astounding 3½ hours, summed it up perfectly: “I’ve done the London marathon, Boston and many others,” she told me. “But Sierra Leone is special. Nothing compares to this.”