Walking7:10:40 8.53 mi (50:29 / mi) +1172m35:23 / mi
Hike in Whites with Beth & Peter. Plan was Ammonoosuc Ravine Tr to Lakes of Clouds & then see what we felt like doing. Beth was on her own on same trail. We got to LOC & decided to hike toward Washington summit for an hour but who was kidding whom - so about 2.5 hr RT from the hut. It was a gorgeous day, great fall colors and lots of people at the summit but easy to retreat from.
Had not been there for maybe 10 yrs - last with Peter Anderson for an Easter sunrise. Usual steep rocky trials. Peter & I did this 3 years go (to LOC & Monroe) - seemed harder today but rocks were wet, making it slippery in places. Beth got to LOC & went down ahead of us. She was tough on the trial! It was actually treacherous descending in places with the slippery rock. We got back to the parking lot at 6:15, Beth 15’ head of us. Nice chatting on the drive back when silence gets filled in easily. Peter drove off to Acton for a 10pm dinner & work at 0700 tomorrow. Dogs on their own for about 12 hrs.
Orienteering (Vetting) 2:45:45 [1] 3.08 mi (53:49 / mi) +85m49:34 / mi
UNO meeting at BB as well as vetting points for first time. Quite a few of us there. Went off before meeting ended to get stuff done that pertained to my responsibility. Beat up the dogs with 5 hours of opportunity but they wouldn't have it any other way it seems. Great day, great kind of O training. Technical terrain - harder than Pawtuckaway in places, considering visibility.
Road running44:23 [3] 4.38 mi (10:08 / mi) +159m9:06 / mi
Same run as yesterday, other direction - more energy, must have gotten out of the right side of bed. CW has to be a faster direction. Another Saab parked 2 lengths ahead on a dirt road where virtually no cars park - first company I've seen in the two or so years visiting. The lady walker referred to the 2 cars as orphan cars.
Road running47:07 4.42 mi (10:40 / mi) +155m9:37 / mi
Patch-Rollins loop ccw. Lovely fall day, just the right temp. Legs flat, however - likely the weekend still but did not expect, thought a day would have done it. Better toward the end, just about all uphill, found a slow groove & plodded on.
Admired a near-perfect wood stack, contemplating the possibilities in its making. I want my wood stacks/'piles' to remain in place but don't view them as art objects. Beth & I recall many lovely 'bee hive' wood stacks in western MA when we lived there in the early 90s. One can make a stone wall or a wood stack depending on whether or not time is the stream one goes a-fishing in. Walls of cold stone last a long time, wood stacks go quickly but warm the hearth as they go.
Season of the fall of the leaf is upon us. A cricket resides in one of the plants we brought inside & sings its sad tale each eve, a requiem for the dying year.