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Sunday Jun 10, 2018 #
Orienteering race 1:58:50 [3] 5.7 km (20:51 / km) +210m 17:36 / km
shoes: IceBug Olx 4
Cunningham Falls Platformpalooza. Florence had a flight out of BWI at 3, so I started early and went out on Green. Good choice. It was slow going, both because of treacherous footing in the ferns, downfall, and rocks, and because the navigation required very careful compass and pace work.
Despite taking almost 2 hours, I'm happy with my performance. I read contours well, used the ditches and vegetation as handrails, and hopped from platform to platform wherever possible. Leaving #1, a thunderstorm materialized and it rained buckets. And of course, glasses were useless. But I carried on, and plodded from one control to the next with better accuracy than I am accustomed to.
The only place I feel like I should have done better was on the longest leg, from 7 to 8. There I tried to stay in between the two streams and out of the green, hoping to see a couple of platforms and #10 on the way. But that didn't work out. I met a totally lost Kim Jepsen after crossing the first stream, and soon I drifted towards the second stream for lack of a better plan. But that turned out fine, because I was easily able to reach the big cliffs from the stream bend and attack from there. Should have just blasted it instead of trying unsuccessfully to find platforms in the wilderness.
Got back just after 1 p.m., changed into dry clothes, and got to the airport at 2:30. Florence talked her way to the front of the huge TSA line and made her 3 p.m. flight just as the last couple of people were boarding.
Despite taking almost 2 hours, I'm happy with my performance. I read contours well, used the ditches and vegetation as handrails, and hopped from platform to platform wherever possible. Leaving #1, a thunderstorm materialized and it rained buckets. And of course, glasses were useless. But I carried on, and plodded from one control to the next with better accuracy than I am accustomed to.
The only place I feel like I should have done better was on the longest leg, from 7 to 8. There I tried to stay in between the two streams and out of the green, hoping to see a couple of platforms and #10 on the way. But that didn't work out. I met a totally lost Kim Jepsen after crossing the first stream, and soon I drifted towards the second stream for lack of a better plan. But that turned out fine, because I was easily able to reach the big cliffs from the stream bend and attack from there. Should have just blasted it instead of trying unsuccessfully to find platforms in the wilderness.
Got back just after 1 p.m., changed into dry clothes, and got to the airport at 2:30. Florence talked her way to the front of the huge TSA line and made her 3 p.m. flight just as the last couple of people were boarding.