In the last 7 days:
Quite hazy out, from fires far off to the west (California?.) You would have no idea there are mountains on the other side of the valley.
Time flies, and one sure sign of that is that it is only 1 1/2 weeks until the start of a new football season (Wyoming's first game.) Right now every team has a perfect record and can dream, but in 2 1/2 weeks, nearly all teams will have played their first games, and at least half of them will be sitting on a win and the end of their dreams of going a perfect 0-12.
I finished up a second visit of all control sites at Granite Planite in advance or the arrival of my vetter--JP. It went so fast that I was unsure what to do at first. But I went home and read "War and Peace" cover to cover, biked up to Bosler and back a few times, and finished off by running up Pole Mountain and dragging home a large beetle kill ponderosa pine tree. Getting it through all the barbed wire fences was not easy. All in all, not a bad day.
Weather led to a change in plans, and ran late in the day after storms had passed. It ended up only sprinkling some in town, but up top extensive washing on sections of trails were evidence that rains had been quite heavy.
Test ran the Blue Middle course at the end of the day. There were only a few cattle scattered around, but it was still a lot of fun. It's already exciting to think about race day with people running around in every which direction, in this very special piece of terrain!
I see that there are more than 100 racers signed up for the day already, which is good for out here. Actually, for a race in Wyoming, anything over 3 people is pretty good. Sometimes, when you get 5 or 6 people and you think "hot potatoes, we're going to have a real race today!" the wind will come up and sweep everyone away and then you are left thinking: "Oh, well, we tried."
Got up, got dressed, and then headed out to run across mountains and eat lizards.
A large crowd of us (well, we were 4 in all, which generally qualifies as a large crowd in many parts of Wyoming) gathered at Pitcher Hill for another go at the course from the One Cowgirl Relay two years ago.
In truth, I can't remember for sure whether it was "Cowgirl" or "Cowboy" from two years ago, so I flipped a coin, and it came up "Cowgirl".
Classic summer day, almost cloudless, and warm and very low humidity--as in no humidity.
The whole time I was running, I kept for looking for pathways through the sage which had been tramped out by the hordes in the relay from two years ago, and I never succeeded in finding even the slightest sign of the epic battle that race became. It's possible that sage is the most resilient substance known to science.
After we finished and were cooling down in the warmth of the sun, someone pointed and said: "Look over yonder, that looks like a familiar object running through the trees and sage." And they were right: it was racer X8A7, doing some early (okay, very early) dryland Birkie training. It's always nice to see some dedication in action. We tried to hail him but either the distance was too much or he was too dedicated. Probably the latter.
Test ran the Day 1 O' Fest course with Neal. Compared to the recently concluded WOC, this was clearly more challenging orienteering, due to the presence of cattle, sage, and ATVs rolling by nearby--all of which appeared to be utterly lacking at WOC.
Cheap Trick sang that "mommy's alright, daddy's alright, they just seem a little weird," and when I went up to do some trail trotting at Happy Jack, I saw something that seemed a little weird, too. It was a control on the fence at the parking area. With a pin punch. And lots of reflective tape on it.
I have no earthly idea what it's doing there, who put it there, and if this is a sign the Gods of Navigation have awakened and that the Rapture is about to begin. If it is the Rapture about to begin, it makes me a little sad, because I am pretty sure I am going to be left behind.
In truth, I'm not all that worried though, because I am pretty sure the Gods of Navigation only use EMIT.
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