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Saturday Apr 24, 2021 #
9 AM
Trail Run 5:38:49 [1] 23.31 mi (14:32 / mi) +818m 13:06 / mi
ahr:138 max:199
What to do for trail adventure this week?
Up north is snow or mud season. Something in Mass. There's a thing called the Tully Lake Trail I had never heard of but found online. It sounded nice. Mel brought a friend, and I called up a friend in mud-land to see if she wanted to do a 20 mile run on dry land about equidistant. Vaccines are a good thing and an Alex came along.
We shuttled back and forth (in a car, without masks on, with the windows up!) and then set off. The trail was generally well-marked but grabbing an Army Corps map before the run would have been helpful. Also, the Army Corps. They built this dam in the '40s for flood control, and point to a time when it worked saying it saved $3 million downstream. Nice work, gents, but how much did the dam cost? ROI. But it's a nice area.
Anyway, ran a dirt road, then up a mountain, which was steep but not very long. Sun out, leaves not out, and the day warmed up pretty quickly. There was about a mile on a road, but then we entered some lovely open woods which would make for very nice orienteering (but the state park is sort of narrow, still, yum), crossed some streams, didn't get very lost at any point until just before the car drop, when we overran a section of trail and wound up on a dirt road. I did have to stop at one point to handle a pre-blister, but tape fixed that. Plus side: we got to do a state line sprint since we edged into New Hampshire.
Then Alex had an aid station for us. In the car were chips, pickles, lots of water (needed) and other assorted goodness. This was mostly destroyed. (Thanks, Ed, for letting us raid your pantry.) We started down towards Royalston Falls, which got a lot more traffic and was steep, but then beyond the falls (lovely) was flatter and less-trafficked. The rest of the run was flat along the river, boring in places, and really nice along the lake. We skipped the climb up a power line for little reason other than, it seemed, to add a climb. Mel started walking more near the end so I hung back, until my legs needed to move more near the end. This cooled me down enough that I didn't want to jump in the lake at the end.
Not a bad run, would do again.
Up north is snow or mud season. Something in Mass. There's a thing called the Tully Lake Trail I had never heard of but found online. It sounded nice. Mel brought a friend, and I called up a friend in mud-land to see if she wanted to do a 20 mile run on dry land about equidistant. Vaccines are a good thing and an Alex came along.
We shuttled back and forth (in a car, without masks on, with the windows up!) and then set off. The trail was generally well-marked but grabbing an Army Corps map before the run would have been helpful. Also, the Army Corps. They built this dam in the '40s for flood control, and point to a time when it worked saying it saved $3 million downstream. Nice work, gents, but how much did the dam cost? ROI. But it's a nice area.
Anyway, ran a dirt road, then up a mountain, which was steep but not very long. Sun out, leaves not out, and the day warmed up pretty quickly. There was about a mile on a road, but then we entered some lovely open woods which would make for very nice orienteering (but the state park is sort of narrow, still, yum), crossed some streams, didn't get very lost at any point until just before the car drop, when we overran a section of trail and wound up on a dirt road. I did have to stop at one point to handle a pre-blister, but tape fixed that. Plus side: we got to do a state line sprint since we edged into New Hampshire.
Then Alex had an aid station for us. In the car were chips, pickles, lots of water (needed) and other assorted goodness. This was mostly destroyed. (Thanks, Ed, for letting us raid your pantry.) We started down towards Royalston Falls, which got a lot more traffic and was steep, but then beyond the falls (lovely) was flatter and less-trafficked. The rest of the run was flat along the river, boring in places, and really nice along the lake. We skipped the climb up a power line for little reason other than, it seemed, to add a climb. Mel started walking more near the end so I hung back, until my legs needed to move more near the end. This cooled me down enough that I didn't want to jump in the lake at the end.
Not a bad run, would do again.