Trail Run 9:28:00 [1] 29.5 mi (19:15 / mi) +2841m 14:49 / mi
Pemi Loop. Weather looked good, found some co-Loopers (Alex and MIT friend Gabriel) and we set out at 5:30 for the drive to Lincoln Woods, which was nice and fast. Still some fog on the hills when we arrived, but the valley was cool and gorgeous. Jogged out the rail trail, having chosen clockwise, and Alex and Gabriel pretty quickly delayered (I was in shorts and a t-shirt) and we made the right turn. Relaxed pace up Osseo, Gabriel and I got ahead of Alex a couple of times but she caught up. Chilly on Flume, so dry shirt went on, then back in to the trees for me to run behind the downhillers.
We saw Dartmouth coaches right before Little Haystack and a goal became to not get caught by the Dartmouth skiers (good goal, and per Strava, we had 6 minutes to spare). Also, Moosilauke on Oct 21. The Loop part of the ridge was insane with people in the fog; I asked a few to stay on the trail nicely, and said hello to the alpine steward who was clicking them off. He said he only expected to see 200 to 300 people, but we probably passed 100 between Haystack and Lincoln alone.
Quieter off Lafayette and down the slabs with the sun coming out. Alex had been chirping about the women's FKT earlier, but it was pretty clear that wasn't happening (we would have had to make a much faster push up Osseo and over the ridge to have a chance). It felt good to not be holding people back going down the steep stuff along the Garfield Ridge Trail (not the GRT; only the Gale River Trail is the GRT) towards Garfield. I was feeling pretty good going up Garfield (first time for everything) but Alex was having niggles and seesawing between "I don't feel great" and "this is the best day ever." Mostly the latter, so that was good.
I led by a couple of minutes of much of the Bump, Lump and Hump, actually feeling decent, then up to the hut. Hannah, a CSU skier working there, was packing (and going on days off the next day, so didn't stick around, although if we'd know when we were getting there she probably could have met truck and hustled back to find us) but left us Magic Cookie Bars, bread and a Pemi Loop Queen, or PLOOP QUEEN, crown for Alex. We ate p-dill and other food, refilled water, and I jumped in to dive some dishes. Alex and Gabriel went to conquer South Twin for the last big climb of the day, and I stayed behind to chitchat the croo and dive more dishes. Also, South Twin is a lot easier at a fast pace if you can muster it to keep some flow going up the rocks. So 40 minutes at the hut, or so.
I left and hustled up South Twin, yelling at a couple of old white dudes about politics (maybe don't assume that it's okay to be misogynistic just because there's another white guy around, we're not all terrible people). I caught Alex and Gabriel at the summit and set off for the jog to Guyot. Alex had foot pain now so wasn't her usual spritely self on the downhills, but this meant that my legs were getting tired but not completely pummeled. Off over the Bonds, which were not only gorgeous but completely depopulated as compared with the ridge, and then down Bondcliff, where I was leading the way. On a downhill. With Alex. Which means we actually ran an Alex in to the ground. This is not easy.
The rail trail was interminable. I probably could have ticked off 8:30s, but Alex was bounding on her poles and I figured I'd hang back to keep her company and stride at about the same speed (turns out I can fast stride at her slow jog pace). 10:40 to the car, with my legs feeling tired, but not actually bad. So that's something.
Scarpas performed very well, sticky on the rocks, but comfortable throughout. Not super solid on the base, but that's what I got in to. Also the bottoms of my feet are going to hurt after running 30 miles on rocks. We then ate pizza and ice cream and drive south.
(I kind of want to do the Pemi Loop again right now.)