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Race Report from the Rivers Edge
Sunday Runday and I mostly rested. Having spent about three and a half hours running an ultra-style half marathon yesterday, the first actual bibbed, chipped, other-people-on-route race I’ve run in nearly two years, I was feeling very tired. By the time I crawled out of bed yesterday morning, the folks who tackled the much longer…
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Hot Days, Trail Run Nights
Sunday Runday and technically I finished my weekly long, slow distance very early this morning, even before I went to bed last night. The arrival of what the weather forecasters have called “a mass of hot air” over the western half of North America has provided us with a second great excuse to mix up…
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Toys, Tackle and Fish Stories
Another story thread I may have seemed to have dropped is that of my slowly simmering plans to do a little fishing this summer. Back in my previous Gone Fishin’ post back in March I was revelling in the notion of the snow melting soon so that my brand new fishing permit and soon-to-be-mended rod…
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The Mystery of Big Island (Part Two)
Almost three months ago to this day, readers, I introduced you to a local puzzle that I was hoping to solve. Big Island, to catch you up, is a modest chunk of river valley wilderness with a backstory that both intrigued the explorer in me and piqued the curious pathfinder that lives in the uncaged…
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Local Wayfinding
We often joke with the running crew that among the group a few of us seem to have GPS chips in our brains: we’re really good at find routes and getting un-lost. But for those less gifted in the skillful navigation of unmarked paths, finding one’s way through the trails and wild spaces of the…