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Sunday May 12, 2019 #
Event: Billygoat 41
11 AM
Orienteering race 4:36:20 [3] 9.02 mi (30:38 / mi) +364m 27:13 / mi
ahr:64 max:65
BG, #41, 12.0k, 425 climb, 24 c. My last was 2014. Not sure why I missed ’15 & ’16. ’17 & ’18 were due to valve and endarterectomy surgeries.
A tough day...
On the way to #1, it took me the longest time to figure out where I was. Old guys Ken, Steve. Fred Pilon passed as expected.. There were still runners to follow to the point but when I got there, just Jim Crawford. Yet there had to have been a bunch more orienteers behind us.
#2 contoured along the hill to the path, JC behind. Simple enough point but I wasn’t getting the feedback I was expecting. Initially I was unsure of the path (there’d been another). Talked with Jim - no other runners around - finally went from the path toward the point but nothing in the way of feedback or other runners…and too early to be lonesome so puzzling indeed.
Fatal peeve, I bailed out to #3. Later JC told me he found 2 not much after he said he was going back. We weren’t far from it. Curious why we were the only 2 in the area. For the rest of the race, I saw, spoke with/helped briefly 2 AR types, above their head on way to 3 & 5 then gone. Saw Ken leaving 3 which puzzled me. Saw David Onkst ? just before 10. Then Ken came from somewhere. We talked briefly. In sight of him to 11 & 12. Told I was 64/72 thru 12!
Saw Ken ahead by 100m or so on the way to 13 in the flat, vague terrain. It seemed to me he’d gone too far when I felt I’d gone far enough but no flag. Seemed a hidden point, a 1m boulder, the flag tucked away, anyway. I did find it without too much trouble considering the openness of the area but wandered a bit as there were several boulders close by.
Then I was all alone the rest of the course, and lonesome it was. I fell 3 times, each fairly hard but on soft ground. 2 face plants, wondered whether I bent/broken my glasses. My right ankle turned several times w/o any pain, telling me I needed the active ankle I’ve put aside since the bad sprain days of early 2000s. Mostly straight and accurate. Got confused coming in from 24. There was a series of small paths I didn’t have a grip on but kept moving on SW opportunities, finally relieved to see Pete & O apparatus. Not to mention having this course behind me. I did contemplate dropping out at 12 or 17 - which offered the last option - but this was probably my last BG (at this rate) so that really wasn’t much of an option.
Too late for the awards ceremony. I brought the original BG ’79 shirt - looks pretty much like it did 40 yrs ago. I don’t think I’ve worn it more than 4 times in 40 yrs.
Beat up - hard course, tough terrain, excellent map. Sharon a good deal ahead of me. I did manage to go to all the points but did not see/punch #2 tho I was within c.100m. So an awful “skip” - I was the only finisher to do that. My penalty was to head toward 3 not knowing where I was,. Went compass line & relocated 3/4ths of the way there. Not to mention the time saving skip. The 310 lost satellite contact numerous times.
19: L fork because I wanted short legs. Heading south from the left fork 19 had probably the best (only?) patch of hard wood forest - bright, open, not rocky for a short period of time. Some gorgeous, intimate parts of the forest, crossed the beaver dam on the way to 21(& by it on the way to 5) - that indeed was a memorable cross section in the woods with the big rock features and beaver dam pond.
Visited Matt & Walt Lyons and family, my parking neighbors - 3 generations of Lyons from NY.
Came home to a brand new 9 w/o puppy from E. Calais, Vt., Beth’s Mother’s Day present. And all that entails. First order of business was to assemble the kennel & set up some gates.
A tough day...
On the way to #1, it took me the longest time to figure out where I was. Old guys Ken, Steve. Fred Pilon passed as expected.. There were still runners to follow to the point but when I got there, just Jim Crawford. Yet there had to have been a bunch more orienteers behind us.
#2 contoured along the hill to the path, JC behind. Simple enough point but I wasn’t getting the feedback I was expecting. Initially I was unsure of the path (there’d been another). Talked with Jim - no other runners around - finally went from the path toward the point but nothing in the way of feedback or other runners…and too early to be lonesome so puzzling indeed.
Fatal peeve, I bailed out to #3. Later JC told me he found 2 not much after he said he was going back. We weren’t far from it. Curious why we were the only 2 in the area. For the rest of the race, I saw, spoke with/helped briefly 2 AR types, above their head on way to 3 & 5 then gone. Saw Ken leaving 3 which puzzled me. Saw David Onkst ? just before 10. Then Ken came from somewhere. We talked briefly. In sight of him to 11 & 12. Told I was 64/72 thru 12!
Saw Ken ahead by 100m or so on the way to 13 in the flat, vague terrain. It seemed to me he’d gone too far when I felt I’d gone far enough but no flag. Seemed a hidden point, a 1m boulder, the flag tucked away, anyway. I did find it without too much trouble considering the openness of the area but wandered a bit as there were several boulders close by.
Then I was all alone the rest of the course, and lonesome it was. I fell 3 times, each fairly hard but on soft ground. 2 face plants, wondered whether I bent/broken my glasses. My right ankle turned several times w/o any pain, telling me I needed the active ankle I’ve put aside since the bad sprain days of early 2000s. Mostly straight and accurate. Got confused coming in from 24. There was a series of small paths I didn’t have a grip on but kept moving on SW opportunities, finally relieved to see Pete & O apparatus. Not to mention having this course behind me. I did contemplate dropping out at 12 or 17 - which offered the last option - but this was probably my last BG (at this rate) so that really wasn’t much of an option.
Too late for the awards ceremony. I brought the original BG ’79 shirt - looks pretty much like it did 40 yrs ago. I don’t think I’ve worn it more than 4 times in 40 yrs.
Beat up - hard course, tough terrain, excellent map. Sharon a good deal ahead of me. I did manage to go to all the points but did not see/punch #2 tho I was within c.100m. So an awful “skip” - I was the only finisher to do that. My penalty was to head toward 3 not knowing where I was,. Went compass line & relocated 3/4ths of the way there. Not to mention the time saving skip. The 310 lost satellite contact numerous times.
19: L fork because I wanted short legs. Heading south from the left fork 19 had probably the best (only?) patch of hard wood forest - bright, open, not rocky for a short period of time. Some gorgeous, intimate parts of the forest, crossed the beaver dam on the way to 21(& by it on the way to 5) - that indeed was a memorable cross section in the woods with the big rock features and beaver dam pond.
Visited Matt & Walt Lyons and family, my parking neighbors - 3 generations of Lyons from NY.
Came home to a brand new 9 w/o puppy from E. Calais, Vt., Beth’s Mother’s Day present. And all that entails. First order of business was to assemble the kennel & set up some gates.
Tuesday May 7, 2019 #
Orienteering 1 [2]
At College Woods returning from S. Eliot boat visit. Started at 4:05. Wasn’t sure if I was going to do the whole Saturday green again. But after 8, there seemed no choice. #2 still hard - missed it but stopped to see how lacking the map is there. At the top of the big reentrant south of the trail, there is a prominent unmapped boulder at the top of the large mapped cliff. Then the mapped modest E-W knoll immediately after. In the terrain, I see a large N-S knoll with mappable rock features on the approach. The depicted small east-west knoll deceives. Straight compass from the top of the big cliff/unmapped boulder took me to the Sat. control point, over the shoulder of the big knoll. Didn’t do well with the contours on the way to 3 either.
The rest was straightforward enough. Tired before the end, irritable with the sticks that continually tried to trip me up, with some success. Raining at the end. Home late for a 6:30 meeting, Siri & techno fusion screwing everything up. Had just driven home on Saturday (as well as for years from Durham) but smart alec Siri choices as presented, together with a rotating, zoom out screen, were over the top. Maybe if I’d stopped, at least to lock the screen…
Garmin Connect totally failing on 2 computers. I grade technology today “Fail”.
Added to the BG dilemma a maybe cracked rib. It doesn't hurt enough unless coughing but there was a 'pop' lying hard on left anterior chest wall, both arms thru a 7x11" bilge access putting on and tightening a hose clamp.
The rest was straightforward enough. Tired before the end, irritable with the sticks that continually tried to trip me up, with some success. Raining at the end. Home late for a 6:30 meeting, Siri & techno fusion screwing everything up. Had just driven home on Saturday (as well as for years from Durham) but smart alec Siri choices as presented, together with a rotating, zoom out screen, were over the top. Maybe if I’d stopped, at least to lock the screen…
Garmin Connect totally failing on 2 computers. I grade technology today “Fail”.
Added to the BG dilemma a maybe cracked rib. It doesn't hurt enough unless coughing but there was a 'pop' lying hard on left anterior chest wall, both arms thru a 7x11" bilge access putting on and tightening a hose clamp.
Monday May 6, 2019 #
Walk-jog 30:00 [1]
Toward the end of the best day in May so far - went to BHS looking for the track but it was full of activity. Went to the middle school where there is also an old (hard top) track but it too had May activity. Went to Hammond Preserve which I had to myself. Did mostly walking & stretching & wondering what I can do physically re BG, eg, I have a hard time putting shoes & socks on in the morning kind-of-thing. It improves but not enough to feel positive.
Hammond Field was a gorgeous green. Read a few graves stones, the one at 11 o’clock in the photo belongs to David Hammond, died 1810. The medallion at the base honors him as a Revolutionary War vet. And, of course, his wife Hannah (couldn’t read her dates) lies beside. And the epitaphs are a struggle to read but the message familiar.
Hammond Field was a gorgeous green. Read a few graves stones, the one at 11 o’clock in the photo belongs to David Hammond, died 1810. The medallion at the base honors him as a Revolutionary War vet. And, of course, his wife Hannah (couldn’t read her dates) lies beside. And the epitaphs are a struggle to read but the message familiar.
