It's such a popular event that for the couple of hours at the park, a sea of runners just kept streaming by.
We stretched our necks. We waited and waited.
Naturally Rusty got impatient and tried running away.
Only to end up being held securely in our arms.
We saw a runner dressed up as a snow man. He had a hand written sign "So Hot!" hanging on his back. At the 29km mark, it must have felt like a sauna inside.
The 'hot' lady running behind him was dressed more sensibly.
We spotted a runner dressed as a hula hula dancer.
And another dressed as a chicken. He must be getting fried in the heat.
There was a santarina amongst the runners too.
We were happiest to see best friend and hubby running towards us.
They stopped for a quick wipe down and some refreshment.
Then they posed for a photograph before continuing their journey - only 13km more to go.
It was also time to make our way home. As usual, there were plenty of distractions along the way.
Big dogs, small dogs... including a huge Old English Sheepdog!