Quite an event !!
Showed up at a city residence, and inside, found about 8 people. It's Friday night, one could go to bars, art gallery receptions, cinema or theater. But no: these folks chose to be spending the next four hours or so, to do a 17 mile city run under a full moon. Some were clothed and dressed for the run, and others were just significant others that showed up just to socialize and give their blessing and send-off to the brave.
A couple of super-large satellite-view map print-outs were posted on the kitchen wall, and folks were marking their own carry-on Google map print-outs.
We were told that there were going to be two legs, "Turkey", and "Eagle". Folks would go find the checkpoints in rogaine-style, or as in a score orienteering course, and then return to the residence. Then, a map exchange occurs, and folks would begin the second leg. Locations were not marked with a control or ribbon or other visual marker. Folks would have to look for a black plastic garbage bag, containing water, snacks, beer, and a paperback book. Each participant a number 1-179 assigned, and would rip the corresponding book page having that number. The book page returned at the end would be the proof that the checkpoint was found. The locations chosen for the checkpoint were past beer stop locations in runs with the local Hash House Harriers.
And at about 8 PM, off we went !!
The city has many hills, and many public stairways
Some steps were officially closed (but unofficially open)...
Plenty of urban obstacles to overcome
Encountered road closures due to recent rain, soaked terrain, and landslided hillsides
... and eventually the checkpoints were found
At one point, we were close by to one of the participant's homestead, so we did a small detour and treated ourselves to a bourbon-barrel aged stout beer
During the 4-hour 17-mile trek, we were exposed to city lights under a full moon in a clear night sky
Here is the "Eagle" leg, route chosen by us was to go clock-wise direction. Crossing a river twice. Crossing a large cemetery. Stepping over deep ravines on city bridges. Overcoming hillsides on city steps and steep ascents.
... and at the end, unloading from our pockets the ripped book pages ...
... and as trophies of a well-done Friday Night long run. It's is now 2 AM. The city never sleeps.