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Stewards of the Trails
While volunteering as a course marshal at a local trail race yesterday, I stood in the same spot in the woods for nearly three and a half hours. Much of that time was spent clapping and cheering and directing racers away from a detour where the path had naturally washed out near the river bank.
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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
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Nature Burger
Ahhhh… nature. Living in the suburbs, and in particular a suburb that butts up squarely against a natural river valley preserved against development, it’s not uncommon to have the occasional run in with wildlife. I’ll often see coyotes or deer when I’m out running and extending my range into theirs. When the reverse is true,
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Urban Creek Run Club
Sunday Runday, and the weather improved by about thirty degrees Celsius over last weekend. I’m not afraid of the cold, but since I couldn’t run with friends I’m not running alone in brutally freezing temps. This weekend we resumed our small band of cohort runners for the second real run club of the year, and