Orienteering race 52:10  6.2 km (8:25 / km) +160m 7:27 / km
shoes: NB MT 840 (sep 08)
an ok race but definetly should have been faster. 1min miss to 6/13, and apparently slow on the long leg to 5. A funny/scary story to 10, which i will tell later, where i lost another min.
******STORY TIME ********
ya, so on the way to 9 i looked at control 10 and my first thought was to take the route through the woods to the trail and then cut into the ctrl.
However after spiking 9 and starting in the direction of 10 i started to think that my plan wasn't a very safe one, and after hitting the small trail west of the ctrl that i hadnt noticed before i changed my route decision. I decided that i would take the small trail out to the road and take the long safe route around but run it really fast. As i started running down the trail i noticed that i would have to cross what looked like someones property(not hatched out or marked as out of bounds) on the edge of the road. At first i contemplated going back to my original route, but I had already started down the trail, and seeing as the property or whatever was not marked as out of bounds i started to think that maybe it wasnt a house but something else, or that there was simply no problem running there.
So i get to the end of the trail/edge of property and now im a bit worried, cause it turns out its a sketchy trailer home with an old barn and as i sprinted across it to get to the road as quick as possible, i could picture some crazed dog running around the corner of the house barking and trying to maul me or whatever...
Well that didnt happen, i managed to safely get to the road, sweet... So i run down the road a few paces and then all i hear behind me is:
@#$^%@#$ you little @!#$%@#$% get back here @#$%@#$%@#$% let me talk to you!!!!, you little !#$%!@#$!@#$....!!!!
So i look back and its some crazy guy screaming his head off at me, the following things go through my head:
1. Im in some sketchy part of upstate New York, He probably has a shot gun on him, I'm going to get shot!!!!
2. He wants me to stop, can i out run this crazy man (potentially with a gun) for a few hundred meters ??(im halfway through a race, tired), will he get in his truck and hunt me down??
Anyways, i decided to stop, i turned around, put my arms up, hehe.( I dont think he had a gun but im really not sure), in a panicked voice i yelled that i was in a race, and that my map said i could go on the property.
At this point he sort of calmed down (maybe the organizers had spoken to him?), and explained back to me that his house had just been broken into. (...?what...!!???)
Anyways, i turned and kept running down the road to control 10...fast, full of adrenaline.
I guess it is somewhat my fault. In retrospect the route i took was probably ~30s slower to begin with and i should have assumed it was someones property. But still i wonder why it wasnt marked as being out of bounds??
ill try to post a picture of my map later so you can see the leg