The
hunters were there
With
their high powered crossbows
Walking
on the trails.
Tuesday, September 17, 2019
I
was a bit jittery about doing the Silverton to Durango section of the Colorado
Trail since I hadn’t done a solo hike in over 5 years, but the trip was a real
confidence builder and went off almost without a hitch…almost.
Fortunately,
the glitches were slight, manageable and even mildly comedic.
The
smallest of glitches had to do with not packing something I hadn’t seen come up
in any of the youtube hiking videos. That was a decent size nail file. By my
third day out I had some pretty good size calluses on both heels that were
causing some discomfort. This wasn’t surprising given that I generally file my
calluses down every couple of days. So put another small item on the gear
checklist because I overlooked it this time round.
And
although I thought I had prepared decently for the cold nights at over 10k feet
by buying a new inflatable mattress and pillow, I was slightly off. Although
they worked great and I’ll use them again, my old sleeping bag was just
slightly under filled. It was originally rated for 30 but given that’s about
what the temps on a few of the nights were, I’m presuming that rating was
either originally a bit optimistic or after hanging in there for over 15 years,
it’s lost a bit of it’s loft. I’ll
definitely look into replacing it if I’m up that high again or in that kind of
cold.
I
was also thinking of ditching the idea of using a bivy again as it’s pretty
damned cramped, and some of the single ultra-light tents are pretty damned
light now a days. But There were a few nights where it was pretty windy and I
could see the advantages of having such a low profile and small footprint.
Again, I will probably replace what I have with a slightly sturdier and heavier
version if I’m going to be that high up or in that cold of weather.
My
pack was also at it’s limits. And therefore, if I’m going to make a few tweaks
in equipment going to slightly larger gear, I’m also going to have to get a
slightly bigger pack.
One
advantage and offset of getting a more durable bivy will be that I can ditch
the light but bulky foam pad I used to protect the delicate bivy I used on this
trip.
So
there’s the domino theory in action; although the trip seemed to have gone
exactly as planned logistically, I’ll be making what could be considered major
overhauls in equipment next time I get out there under similar conditions. I
don’t see it that way. These are just minor (but costly) tweaks that come with
getting out there and learning what my equipment and I are capable of. We
worked well together this time out. And it makes me anxious to get back out
there and see what I’ll learn and how whatever new equipment I get will perform
together.
Sparkles
of berries
Enliven
our summer walks
Through
our own backyard.
Monday, September 2, 2019
As
a professional hiking guide (my main qualifications for that is I’m getting
paid.), almost every week I give our guests the rundown on our hiking protocol.
Occasionally, I’m also asked to give the “lions, tigers and bears; Oh My!”
speech, where we talk about how really safe they are out there and there’s just
not that much to be afraid on the trail, particularly when you compare it to
the hazards of the city.
But
now, as I approach my first solo hike in over 5 years, I’m getting a bit of the
eebie-jeebies myself. But it’s got nothing to do with animal attacks. No, as
this will be my first foray at sustained high altitude, much of it above tree
line, I’m a bit concerned about afternoon thunder showers and the lightening
that goes along with them.
In
Panama, I got use to big lightening strikes, but we lived down at 5,000 ft. and
were surrounded by much higher peaks and plenty of other buildings and trees
taller than us, so I never worried about being the shortest distance between
the sky and the ground. But out on the Colorado trail things could be much
different.
I’m
sure just as with the lions, tigers and bears, my fears are greatly
exaggerated, but this is giving me a very good lesson in empathy for those who
come to us and worry about rattlesnakes.
The
Jaws of Bees: Saturday, August 31, 2019
Our
prayers were heard.
God
is looking out for us;
Giving
us cover.
Saturday, August 31, 2019
While
not quite a Jainist (is that right?), I have been a vegetarian now for just
about 40 years originally starting from the moral premise; the least you should
try to do ethically is to do no harm.
Yet
I found myself once again amused by the growing casualty rate of bees my dog
chomps on while we walk. On rare occasions she has killed much larger prey; a
squirrel and a rabbit, and although I didn’t chastise her for those, I also
didn’t find them amusing. In fact they were sad not only for the loss of life,
but for the suffering the animals endured as she kill them, for their deaths
were not instantaneous.
I
suppose since I myself will occasionally knock off an insect, particularly if
it’s in the process of trying to do me harm, I don’t empathize with the bees as
much as I do my fellow mammals. Yet the bees are just minding their own
business when our dog will, seemingly at random, choose to hunt one down. And,
I confusedly confess, it’s this random leap of attack that triggers my
amusement.
To
see our 60 lb. lab/pit bull mix lunge at such a small creature as if it were a
mortal enemy makes me chuckle. And that should probably make me wonder about my
own state of mind. And it does… a little.
A
breath of slumber
Takes
in the cool damp breeze that
Seeps
into your dreams.
Monday, August 26, 2019
On
Saturday I had my first DNF in 5 years. Although I had sworn earlier that
wasn’t going to happen again, for this race it wasn’t completely unexpected.
At
my last 50k at the end of July, I bruised my heels pretty badly. A mistake that
may have been caused by not using my usual Superfeet green insoles. I’ve been
trying to work through recovering while still maintaining enough training to go
after the age group record for the Bull Dog 50k on Saturday. I thought maybe if
I got through it fast enough I’d be off my feet before the pain really kicked
in. I was way off.
I
did the first loop of the two loop course in 2:08, which was faster than my
time in the 25k last year of 2:14. But my left heel was bothering me on the
downhill and when it got worse on the uphill of the second loop I felt my day
was going to either end in further injuries or end prematurely. I decided to
pull the plug at the 21 mile mark.
In
the past most of my DNFs involved some kind of emotional trauma. This was a
purely rational decision that I feel will allow me to heal properly so I can
get back into the flow of training as soon as my heel’s recovered.
I’ll
take my time and try to maintain my cardio vascular fitness bicycle riding and
keep up my running form by doing speed work. I also have a few days left of
work before going on a 6 day hiking trip to Colorado. There, I only plan on
walking. When I return I’ll see how the heel feels and go from there. But it’ll
only be races less than 30k for the rest of this year.
Innocent
mistakes
Like
silent raindrops falling
Into
her coffee.
Monday, August 12, 2019
There
are quirky people you meet under quirky circumstances that you figure you’ll
never encounter again, so though you think that moment will make an indelible
impression, but it both kind of does and doesn’t.
For
example, about 7 years ago when I was training for the first ever Backbone
Ultra I did a marathon training run that ended at the three road junction at
the Louis Ewen Overlook. There an older Japanese gentleman greeted me and began
to tell me how he use to be a marathon runner and that I should train for one
since it looked like I had the right body type. I tried to explain to him that
I had just finished a marathon to get to the point we were both sharing, but
that didn’t seem to stop or even slow his continued advocacy of how and why I
should take up marathon training.
Since
I didn’t run into him again for years I completely forgot about that incident
until last Wednesday. Then I was riding my bike up Shueren toward that very
same point as he was walking down that street. He greeted me with a thumbs up,
not recognizing me. But with a flash I recalled who he was.
I’m
sure after a few more rides and runs past that point I’ll once again forget
meeting him until the next time we cross paths.
Simultaneous
We
breathe next to each other
My
wife and best friend.
Junk:
August 6, 2019
I
don’t enjoy giving talks, particularly when my idea of what would be an
interesting talk is rejected and I’ve got to wing it.
At
work I usually have dinner with the guests on Saturday night. On that night a
prepared talk is given on their VO2 test and Bod Pod results by one of the
persons in charge of giving those tests. But I was switched to Friday night
where a full timer usually talks about diet and exercise. I was semi-prepared
for this and submitted a speech to my boss about why I believe endurance
training is important. That speech was rejected.
That
left me with a day to come up with something to talk about related to diet.
Thank God for Google. I decided to briefly describe the differences between a
few diet types; plant based, veganism, whole food, and vegetarianism. That’s
short, pretty straight forward, and pretty non-political.
I
didn’t receive a standing ovation but I wasn’t booed off the stage either, so
good enough for now.
What
I’d really like to talk about is why, with all the information we have
available, are people still not making wiser decisions about issues related to
their long term health. I’ve ordered a book; The Fitness Mindset, which I hope
will give me some insight that I can pass along to our guests when I’m called
upon again to give a talk.

Eucalyptus
trees
With
their old skin shedding
In
the summer heat.
Wednesday, July 31, 2019
There’s
always lessons to be learned from a race and I learned a lot at the Harding
Hustle 50k on Saturday. Mainly I learned not to go without my Superfeet green
insoles for any run lasting over 3 hours.
On
Saturday I wore a shoe that I had only run in twice before, the Inov8 260s.
They were great on those couple of training runs. They felt so good in fact
that I thought I could go without my usual swap out insoles. I was wrong and
I’m now paying the price with painful steps on bruised heels. Oddly, it’s far
more prevalent on my left, but since hopping is an extremely tiring way to
train, I’ve taken a couple of days off of running to let my heel, heal.
So
why ditch the inserts if they’ve been working for me? Because there’s a
compromise in using the Superfeet greens and that is they make a shoe far more
stiff laterally which makes if feel like I’m more prone to roll an ankle. That
hasn’t happened to the extent of causing an injury, but it is a disconcerting
feeling running down a rocky or uneven trail.
But
I’ve discovered that for longer events I don’t have a choice. I’ve also
fortunately found two shoes I’m now very happy using in ultras; the Hoka Torrents
and the Inov8 260s. I just won’t be using either without replacing their
insoles with the old reliable Superfeet green insoles.