In July, while we were on vacation attending Cub Scout Day Camp, we camped next a bonfide trapper, a guy who makes his living dealing with problem animals. Well, he had trapped something that he didn’t have the heart to dispose of. Here it is:
Yes, that is a baby racoon and yes, it is sucking on a pacifier!
When 2007 started I made a list of goals. One of them was to run a 50K. Another one was to catch fish with my sons. Well, I did the 50K in March and started pushing for a 50Mile Run. Over the summer, we didn’t go fishing at all.
We went camping at Blue Lakes, near Kirkwood, over the Labor Day Weekend. Since I have been feeling so wiped out lately, and since Blue Lakes is at 8200′ elevation, I decided to leave my running shoes at home.
And look what happened:
This picture was taken on the first day. CJ caught those three fish. The next day, he caught two more and I caught one. On the third and final day of our campout, we decided to go to the lake to fish for 90 minutes before we broke camp and left. In that 90 minutes, Colin caught two fish!
The Deer Lake hike was a success. We camped near the car Friday night. After a breakfast of pancakes, we hiked for almost 2.5 hours with a stop for the dog to swim in Horse Lake. When we went by the lodge on Upper Salmon lake, Jane just about abandoned our party for the thought of not sleeping in a tent.
After camping at Deer Lake Saturday night and having burritos & rice for dinner, the hike out was much quicker. Where else would we have eaten lunch, but at Sand Pond, of course! (No pictures of Sand Pond, but some others are below. Click to see the full picture.)
While the rest of you dream of the days when you rambled around the high sierra, loaded with enough gear to carry you through a fortnight. I am returning to the hollowed ground. Tomorrow, my family and I will be hiking into Dear Lake from Upper Salmon. When we return on Sunday we will be transformed.
I don’t realistically anticipate a rosey time by all. But hey, everyone is really excited. (Possibly, me the most!) The original plan was to have Emily and I go while Brian did a sleep over for a birthday party. When Brian heard about our plans he pleaded to go with us. Jane has decided to join us too. So, the three of them will sleep in our 2 man tent while Tandy (our 1 year old Border Collie/Australian Cattle dog mix) and I obtain peace under the stars.
Watch here for pictures and updates next week.
We went to Dillon’s Beach over the Memorial Day weekend with a bunch of people from the kids little league team. It was beyond fun. It was so much fun that Colin cried himself to sleep last night after we got home because he didn’t want it to be over. Here is one photo of how much fun it was:
The guy who is driving the buggy carried it in the toy hauler they are parked in front of. After the sun went down every night, he showed movies by projecting DVD’s on an awesome makeshift screen, the back door of the toy hauler.
I managed to work a couple nice runs into the fun too, including one 20 miler with some coastal climbs mixed in. On my shorter run the next day, I found a guy from Point Reyes Oyster Company selling oysters out of ice chests on the back of his flat bed truck. We BBQ’d 50 medium oysters later that afternoon and I ate about 8 of them. Interestingly, I felt very well recovered the day after that. I haven’t looked up what’s in an oyster but I’m thinking I got some good protein!
I realize I have never given a full account of my Way Too Cool 50K race, and I swear, it isn’t because I am trying to block it from my memory. I have just been sort of savoring it, like a tasty piece of hard candy that you don’t want to swallow until you have eeked all the flavor out of it. I’m still not ready to swallow it, so it will be awhile longer before I tell you all about it.
This past weeked, Erin and I went shopping. We went big shopping, for our tenth anniversary. We went shopping for a family campsite, a piece of property that we might build into a family campsite for years too come. But such properties are not easy to find, both figuratively and literally. We drove about 850 miles, and I am not sure we actually put our foot down on any of the properties we had fliers for. As an example, we searched high and low for a ten acre parcel located on US Forest Service Road #44N30Y. It was described as being one mile from Orr Lake, which is about 25 miles east of Weed. We found Orr Lake, and we found US Forrest Service Road #44N30X, but never did we find US Forrest Service Road #44N30Y. We probably drove arund Orr Lake for two solid hours, and it isn’t that big!
Very early on in the process, we found something that I think most of you will like. The view from Orr Lake, looking toward Mt Shasta:
Last weekend while I was spelunking the web looking for information on Chris’ latest event I ran across this web site. Please note, I googled ‘way to cool’. I do have some experience with this. Once I froze several bottle of beer this way after making some Ice cream at my kids birthday. I can only assume it will work in a similar way for Iced Tea, soda, and spring water. So, the idea would be to keep a small bag of rock salt and a bucket in the garage in case emergency cooling is required during the next family BBQ.
http://berserk.org/2006/09/16/fastest-way-to-cool-a-six-pack/
Recipe listed above.
Initial measurements:
* Ice
* Ice water: 33 degrees
* Ice water salt (salt melts ice and lowers the freezing point): 24 degrees
Results (after 5 minutes):
* ice: 57 degrees
* ice water: 44 degrees
* salt water: 35.9 degrees
* freezer: 55 degrees
* fridge: 60 degrees
Final results:
* Ice water salt: 5 minutes
* Ice water: 15 minutes
* Freezer: 25 minutes
* Ice: 30 minutes
* Fridge: 40 minutes
Be sure to remember this if you’ve run out of beer at your next BBQ and need fast cooling.
We had a great ride to Santa Rosa the Sunday the Tour of California started in San Francisco. On the ride back Tues, we hung out with a Pro from the French Credit Agricole team who is still recovering from a serious injury last season. He’s a very big deal who some believe could win the Tour de France as soon as he’s recovered. Riding next to him I was not only caught on his sponor’s camera but also on someone’s camcorder coming up to the back side of Cardiac Hill.
Read this: 30 Miles with Saul
Steve’s prespective: From Sacramento to Santa Rosa
Watch this: Top of Cardiac Video
See the pics: Sauls pics
Scott McKinney and I collaborated to do the “30 miles with Saul” write-up at cyclefolsom.com. I believe you will find it inspirational in the last days before your next event.
BTW: Happy 39 to Chris.
I swear he told me his goal was to do the Western States 100 before he turned 50, but he claims I miss understood…
=- Curt
Speaking of wild things, I was looking through some photos from our summer vacation in Oregon this year and saw this, so I thought I would share it.
Just testing Windows Live Writer Beta…
Steve just sent me this picture that was taken in Virginia at the finishers village after the race.
One week after the big event, I am finally able take some time and write about the Marine Corps Marathon. I cannot believe that the day has come and gone. It was like Christmas when I was seven years old, months of anticipation for hours of excitement. After the agony I experienced in the final miles of the California International Marathon last year, I told myself all through training for the Marine Corps Marathon that those last few miles would not be agony this time. Rather, they would be deep pleasure, pure joy, such as you can very rarely achieve in life, the kind of joy that always involves a major milestone and your life’s best friends. And so it was.
Before the race Steve and I decided that we would try to run a 5 hour and 30 minute race. Steve felt that his training indicated he could go that fast, but if we tried to go faster, it might prove regrettable. And I was in complete agreement because I felt like I had spent all that time training and then traveled so far for a run that was fun and filled with camaraderie, not a painful PR. At the start line we found the Cliff Bar 5:30 pacer and made sure we kept her very close for the first five or six miles. With over 30,000 people running, staying close to her was a big deal. She seemed to be going out just a touch faster than 5:30 pace too me, but it wasn’t anything to be concerned about. Plus, I thought she might be factoring in a little time.
At about the six-mile point, I started to realize that I was going to need to hit the bushes, so I told Steve we needed to build a slight lead over the pacer. I thought it would be psychologically easier to have her catch us than to have to catch her. So we put in a little speed, for a little while, and after I hit the bushes we still didn’t see the pace group behind us at all. Around mile 8 or 9, Steve saw them and estimated they were several minutes behind us. We decided to keep that lead as much as we could in order to maintain a potty break factor. At that point, I told Steve we should get it in our heads that if we held the pace group behind us for a long time, they might catch us about mile twenty and then it might be a gut-check to stay with them to the finish.
Along the way, we saw a couple pretty cool looking aircraft fly over us. There was a myriad of helicopters from several different services, but the coolest was a couple of aircraft that had rotating engines, so they could take of vertically and fly horizontally. They were not Harriers. These things were futuristic by the old-Corps standards of Steve and me.
It was the hip thing to do in this race to write something on your shirt. Many women wrote their names on their shirts. Then, when the young Marines saw them coming, they would start cheering for them by name. We saw one gal who had this written on her shirt: “This 26.2 miles is dedicated to every girl who was ever picked last in gym class.” I loved that one. We ran with her for a while and talked. I suggested that she start an athletic clothing line called Last-Girl-Picked. We took a picture with her. I was carrying one of those little grocery store cameras. But I lost the camera somewhere along the way, so the picture is gone. I really wanted to put it on the blog too! Losing the camera was a serious bummer. We had about a dozen pictures on it and we were just getting to the real Washington DC iconic monuments when I reached back to pull it out and found it was gone. Mile 11 to about mile 15 was right where you see the evening news every night with the capitol buildings in the background, pretty awesome to run through.
Around mile 16 we passed a guy who looked like he had gone down hard. Medics were working on him. I looked purposefully too see if they were doing CPR and it did not appear that they were. I commented to Steve that his skin color looked very bad, but since they weren’t doing CPR, it might not be so bad. Later, after the race, we learned that he was transported by life flight helicopter and pronounced dead at the hospital. By the looks of him when we passed by, he was on his way to heaven before he was ever loaded into the life flight helicopter. ABC NEWS STORY
The guy was down right at the beginning of a little section called Haynes Point, a very windy little strip of land that takes you a couple miles along the Potomac River. Many people were crashing hard in this section. People were throwing up on the grass beside the road. We saw an old guy getting his face taped up after apparently tripping and crashing completely on his face. The wind was blowing so hard through this section that I could actually feel the wind blowing through my shoes between my toes. I have never felt that before. The wind may have slowed some people down, but it would have been hard to slow us even more than we had already slowed ourselves!!!!
At about this point, Steve and I each took a power gel with caffeine. I had been fasting from caffeine since about May so it gave me a solid boost. From there to the finish, I don’t think more than five people passed us. We were just moving through the crowd. The actuality of it was that our pace was pretty even throughout the race and those people were all crashing. But it felt great to be the one with the even pace, even it if it was a slow even pace!
It was at this point that I was truly enjoying the aspect of running the Marine Corps Marathon in Washington DC with my fellow Marine and life long friend, Steve. I was savoring the last few miles… like Christmas when you are seven, and you see that there are only a couple gifts left under the tree…. I wanted each one to last as long as possible.
We passed through mile twenty and still had not been caught by the 5:30 pace group. At mile twenty-five, I heard yelling behind us. When I looked back and saw the 5:30 pace group coming up on us. The mile 26 marker is at the base of the hill that the Iwo Jima Memorial sits on. The finish line is a few vertical feet up that hill at the memorial. We came across it 5 hours 30 minutes and 40 seconds after we crossed the start line.
I will write about the finish and the post race in another article.
Chris
While not really being a world traveller, I have gotten around. One time when I was much younger I rented a car while staying in NYC. I vowed never to do that again. Public transportation systems are always problematic. One friend describes them as a mode transportation that cost an arm and a leg, and takes you where you do not want to go when you do not want to travel. Another has described it as a mode of transportation that will take you halfway to where you want to be. Personally, excluding the inherent failings, I found the metro to be very easy to use. The trick was what time to use it. During off hours it was reasonably priced. During peak hours the tickets were pretty expensive. In general it would take you pretty close to where you wanted to be and once you knew where to stand in the train it required very little additional walking for transfers. The other catch 22 was that during peak time the transfers went quickly. Outside of the peak time you could wait up to 20 minutes for a transfer. I did not experiment with the buses other than the Washing Flyer which I used to get to and from Dulles and the bus trip Chris organized for us. What was really weird is that I was able to scoot around and did not need a Taxi. The Metro stations were generally clean and busy. There were only a few undesirables that I saw inside the metro stations. They must save a fortune on lighting. The lights were always dim enough not allow you to read, but light enough to see by. You needed to be on a car to be able to read.
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Buford (AKA ‘the Pachyderm’)
Talk about sensory overload. Thank god we went on Friday, not Saturday. I was not prepared for all the activity and people. Chris bought a set of white cotton throw away gloves for each of us. The Erin and Chris disappeared for a bit. I went around and saw all the technology and wizbang stuff for running. Chris kept trying to have me get a fuel belt. I kept resisting. I figured if I trained one way I should go to the race that way as well. That meant carrying one bottle of Hammergel and one bottle of water. The problem here was that I left the water bottle at home. I finally warmed up a bit and started talking to these two young ladies at the Ultima sports drink booth. They gave me a sample asked what I used to rehydrate. With a big grin I answered water. I got two looks as if I had just said Ugh na ennem halwka ini. Google this location, it is not far from where I live. 51°13′34.54″N 6°56′57.49″E. So a brief discussion ensued, properly humbled I bought a few for their drink packages. It actually tastes decent. It is light and some what sweet. My real purpose there was to buy a water bottle from them. They said I could just take one. Mission accomplished. I am not much of loiterer. So, I ended going two booths over and buying a hand full of GU packages. The guys started off on caffeine and which ones had it and which ones did not. I tried to poke fun at it but once again I was made to feel very ‘behind the times’. He started going on about these caffeine strips that work like the nicotine patches. My quatsch meter had not gone off yet, but my leg definitely felt longer. Also looking around, I managed to buy a black running jersey with the eagle globe and anchor on it. I also managed to exchange $5 in quarters that the metro had dumped on me for a crisp $5 bill. By his point I was done and thankfully so was Chris and Erin. Next time I will have a better idea on what to expect and what will work for me. I am still not sold on the fuel belts etc. But, the Gu and Caffeine will have my business again.
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Buford (AKA ‘the Pachyderm’
Since my time in Washington D.C. was limited to 2 days before and one morning after the Marine Corps Marathon, excluding jet lag I think we should have been a bit more organized about our tourism. One thing I really wish we had planned better was a tour of the white house. After reviewing the pages at whitehouse.gov I found if we had arranged for a tour about 3 months out we probably could have a tour of the white house. Unfortunately, a night in the Lincoln bedroom was outside my budget plans. The first day of sight seeing was spent at the Expo and we tried to get around and see a few things on the Mall. The Lincoln memorial and some of the Vietnam memorial are about all we got to before the rain forced us inside. On the second day we tried to do some organized sight seeing with the ‘trolley’. This was a somewhat guided tour with about 15 stopping points where you could get out and prowl around most of the major monuments. Although not a designated stop, it did stop at the Arlington Cemetery. You can take another tour there for a few buck that will cruse you over to the tomb of the unknown soldier. I could really recommend this tour. You sit when you want and get out and stretch when you want. I just wish we had started earlier as it was very interesting with loads of fun facts. I will do this tour again sometime in the future. It made the sights more interesting. I would also consider making the Arlington Cemetery adventure in the morning (it gets crowded in the afternoon) and doing something else in the afternoon. Maybe a tour of Georgetown. There is also a night tour of the monuments that sounded nice, but impracticable as we were trying to get as much rest as possible. I saved my shopping for the Monday. There is a large in Pentagon City. I managed to pick up a few things, but it was a mall and there few discounts.
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Buford (AKA ‘the Pachyderm’)
As I mentioned before, I stayed at the Marriot Residence Inn at Pentagon City. While this may not be for everyone, I give my whole hearted recommendation to the hotel. The room was large, clean, recently refurbished and had a both a kitchen and living room. An all you can eat breakfast buffet was also included in the price. This may not be a big selling point to everyone, but for me a buffet with eggs, sausage, pancakes, donuts and just about everything you can imagine put me in heaven. In Europe it common to get a roll with some jelly and a cup of coffee for breakfast. Welcome home. The hotel did not have a restaurant for dinner, but did all kind of take-out and would ‘shuttle’ you to some local restaurants in Crystal City. It was also a short walk to the Pentagon (starting point MCM) and three metro stops from Roslyn (the finish line MCM). The check out time was 1200, nice. By chance I stumbled on to something. If you stay over a Saturday night for a duration of no more than four days you can qualify for the ‘weekend rate’, which is substantially less than normal daily rate.
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Buford (AKA ‘the Pachyderm’)
Not knowing anything when I started this adventure and basically planning in the dark; I booked a flight to Washington DC on the Thursday before the race and returning the Monday after the race. There were some good points to this. When I landed at Dulles I was tired but not wiped out like when I fly to California. So, a 10pm arrival at the hotel worked out. However, I was up at 0500 the next morning. The hotel I booked was the Marriot Residence Inn at Pentagon City. Their shuttle was only good for a 1 mile radius; apparently this is standard for DC. I was able to get from the airport via the Washington Flyer Bus to the metro and get off at the closest stop. I walked the rest. The reverse trip was how I left. It cost about $12 each way, which is cheaper than the estimated $40 cab fare. Now, after speaking with a few people and seeing that I would have to make a stop anyway, if I were to replay this adventure I would try to arrange things so I could fly into Regan national airport. It is much closer and all the hotels in Arlington offer a shuttle service to this hotel. This would about 90 minutes in lost ‘travel’ time to and from the Airport.
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Buford (AKA ‘the Pachyderm’)
Hi All,
Things have been pretty busy since I arrived. I have not had time to put together a coherent set of thoughts. As most of you know, this may take a while. I hope to share some of my thoughts over the experience in the next few days.
Planning has already begun.
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Buford (AKA ‘the Pachyderm’)
Steve and I completed the Marine Corps Marathon in Washington DC this past weekend. I was an EPIC adventure. We had a truly great time.
Unfortunately, I seem to have caught a bit of bug or something that is keeping me from writing all about it. My stomach went sour around mile 17 and it has not recovered. I never threw up but I sure have felt like I might. I had been telling myself it was just a dehydration thing, but then last night I awoke to the sound of my wife throwing up in the bathroom. Now I think I may have actually caught something, maybe on the plane ride, and passed it to her. Maybe Steve will post about our adventure when he recovers from the jet lag!
Chris
All right ladies! Let’s get it back together now. I’m home and it appears you have been slacking by not putting up any posts while I was gone!
It was a good running camp. The kids thought it was a vacation, but I managed to run about 85 miles since my last post, every one of those miles was through magnificent scenery. In fact, I’m thinking of changing my name. I’m no longer going to be called Chris. From here on, I think I would like to be called “Runs With Elk”. I ran with a herd of Elk in Oregon, or more accurately, a herd of elk ran from me in Oregon, but it was an amazing sight!
I will edit this post and add significantly more info to it in the next few days. I just wanted to quickly let you know I am home!
I figured out what Steve was talking about the “RSS” posting, and I installed blogbridge on my computer at home.
We are heading out early Thursday morning for a two week camping trip… one week in Oregon and another at Lake Tahoe. I doubt I will be able to add any posts since I probably won’t take the laptop since it doesn’t have a wireless card. See ya on the flipside. I look forward to reading several posts when we get back.
Chris
I guess I should have caught a hint about how tired I was while I was writing the post entitled Sleep Running! I have spent the last seven days on the bench, trying to heal my right leg. It has been an interesting rest period, mostly because I did not realize just how tired I was. Over the last week I got solid sleep and haven’t done much more than sit on a stationary bike and spin for an hour at a very low heart rate with a moderately high spin cadence. Interestingly, my appetite exploded during this period. I have been absolutely ravenous. And this morning the scale read 186/187 pounds, which is lower than I have seen in about five years… That is almost exactly what I weighed when Colin was born. Then, about four months after he was born, I quit working out regularly in order to dedicate more time to preparing for the sergeants exam and gained about 20 pounds. It’s been with me ever since!
I tested the leg this morning with a casual 4.5 mile run. So far it does not seem as if that put my healing in reverse at all. Maybe the activity even helped it.
With all my extra energy that I didn’t burn running 13 or 14 miles on Saturday morning, I spent the weekend getting ready to go on vacation. We are going to Astoria, Oregon, then Tahoe, and then home. We found a couple more potential properties that we might look at. One is particularly interesting.. it’s ten miles from Astoria, across the Columbia into Washington, and it is 1.5 acres with only an old shed for a structure and a dilapidated septic system. It’s appropriately priced for us ( I can’t remember exactly but I’m thinking it’s about 25K). The septic does’t scare me at all. A dilapidated septic may be all we need to go there with a travel trailer every so often. Plus, we have a tractor we could tow up there and use to improve the septic. I would be interested to know how much it costs to put a well in. That might be important. We feel that a 1.5 acre parcel ten miles from town might become closer to town in our lifetime and could potentially be sold in pieces. At least, from our experience where we live now, town seems to be coming a lot closer everyday! Even if the town didn’t grow and the property didn’t appreciate exponentially, it would still be an affordable and enjoyable vacation parking place.
In preparation for the vacation, I did some work on the trailer. It seems we had a water leak start near the bathtub on our last trip. After taking it largely apart and conducting tests, I believe it was a gasket leaking water that was running down the shower wall. The gasket was leakign the water in behind the faucet, into the wall, causing it to run out under the tub. Lots of caulk. I haven’t tested it completely yet, so it’s fingers crossed on it right now.
I also took down some of the lame mini-blinds that came in the trailer and replaced them with pull down shades. The bilnds sucked because the kids, being little, had bent them trying to peek out, and because they made too much noise whenever anyone (usually me) bumped them while others were sleeping. The blinds are going to be great. They make the kids sleeping area look like a photographic darkroom! This also helps make the A/C a little more effective….
Ok ,that’s probably more than anyone will ever read. I hope everyone had a good training weekend and nobody got hurt. Ciao for now!
Chris
If this is still avialable when we get to Astoria, we are probably going consider it:
http://www.lowercolumbiarealty.com/list_house.php?unique_id=6835
Chris
Hi All!
After pestering from the Duck Farm Boss I will post a few random thoughts.
I have not been just playing with my deck over the past few weeks. I have been with my family in Sardinia on a long awaited and sorely needed vacation. During this time my training (as it is) was not so aggressive. I went for a total of three 7KM speed walks up and down the coastal hills in Sardinia. While not seeing any wild pigs, I found some tracks. This may not be the best thing to find when out on your own in the middle of no where and you don#t speak the language. I also augmented this ‘training’ with a game of water polo and a few trips into the Med. Nothing stressfull. The point of this trip was to mentally detox after working the equivalent of 21 weeks in 19 weeks. Although, if I had to pick a place to continue to train for an event Sardinia would be high on the list.
After arriving home yesterday I got back on schedule with a quick 3KM last night. With luck and good wind I will increase this over the next few days to 7-10KM and pick up the speed as well. I have noticed something. When I was younger I could travel longer without the urgent and pressing to drop cargo after 3KM. As you could imagine this cargo drop presents a challenge for longer distances. I hope I can either train myself for air delivery of said cargo or convince the load master that the cargo should indeed not be dropped until the scheduled run is complete or preposition blue boxes every 3-4 KM. As it is now, I carry several white flags just in case loadmaster is not listening.
So, over the next few days i will start back on the yard maintenance. This will mean I am back to playing with my crumbling, chipped and broken deck.
Steve B
Pacifica Trail Run: Saturday July 8th, there is a trail run in Pacifica, which is apparently just south of San Francisco on the penninsula. 9K or 21K. I would only want to do this run if someone wanted to do it with me and we found a way to make a family camping trip out of it.
Salt Point Trail Run: Sunday August 27th, there is a trail run near Jenner. 11K and 26K. I really want to do the 26K version of this one and I hope that someone else will want to do one of the versions as well. It appears like we might be able to make a really nice trip out of it, perhaps staying at Stillwater Cove, which is a Sonoma County park. We could actually camp right in the Salt Point State Park, but it appears that our trailer may be on the long side for that campground. Please let me know if you are at all interested in this one. I would like to try to make reservations for camping and register for the run before the end of June.
There are a couple other trail runs that might be considered later in the fall.
Chris
Things finally slowed down over the weekend. I took Friday off and we headed to Sly Park Campground, which is on Jenkinson Reservoir about 13 miles east of Placerville. It was fun to pick CJ up from school in the truck with the travel trailer hitched and ready to roll right out for a camping adventure. CJ gets so excited about camping that he starts loosing his mind a couple days before we go. It makes getting ready for the trip a lot more stressful, but I try to remember that I was the same way!
I ran around the reservoir on Sunday morning in 1 hour 43 minutes. I ran kind of slow because I didn’t really know what I was in for, so I was conservative. I could run it faster if I ran it again. The rolling trail is a killer leg workout. It ends up being a great mind workout too because you have to manage every foot placement.
Erin went running with Jennifer after I got back. She was only going to go about half way around the lake, which never should have taken more than 2 hours. But somehow, the two of them got the idea to go all the way around. We had to send out a search party at the two and a half hour point. I thought for sure one of them had twisted or broken an ankle. But they were fine…. at least they were fine when they came walking into camp. From the sound of Erin’s voice today, she isn’t feeling fine now though!
Sitting around the campfire in the evening, the kids were very tired. So they sat still long enough for me to get a couple really good pictures. This is unusual for CJ. He never sits still. And he hates having his picture taken. So if I ever figure out how to add pictures, I will add some of the ones I took.
I anticipate that I will be running the 12.3 mile leg of the Tahoe relay next weekend. And I have decided to try to run a 28Km trail run in Jenner on August 27th.
Chris
