Training Log Archive: Swampfox

Day 4 of the O' Fest, at Twin Boulders. Picked up (my share) of controls after the race, which included 2 water stops. The water stops meant a decision on my part to do it in two trips: one for the controls, and the second just for the water stop debris.

C • Twin boulders 2

Day 3 of the O' Fest, my responsibility here, too, with a course at the hilly Devil's Claw area. Had help bringing in controls so I only had one string to do, and then after that switched duties to help pick up the slack in setting out controls for Day 4 after Graham was laid low by his ankle injury. Luckily the cool to almost too cool rain that started while picking up controls ebbed and then ceased, with the sun back out for much of the control setting. Funny to go from feeling almost cold to almost too warm in such short space of time!

Day 2 of the O' Fest, One Cowgirl Relay at Pitcher Hill. Hung the last few controls the morning of the race (controls that might have been a little too visible from nearby roads, and collected in all the controls after the race--an easy chore, as the race took place within a compact area. I think it was the best one person relay we've ever had--certainly the largest start field.

Day 1 of the O' Fest, my responsibility, at Moose Outlet. Collected some of the controls in a downpour with Jason P., while Dave collected the rest.

Set out controls at Devil's Claw. Met lots of friends out in the terrain who wanted to play.

Set out controls at Pitcher Hill.

I have just received some extremely distressing news: the Black Beast is on its way to Laramie! For some of you reading this, there may still be time to save yourselves and cancel plane reservations and motel bookings, etc. But for me, alas, I fear it is too late. I will prepare to meet my fate and chant my death song.

Spent the very pleasant early afternoon putting out the first controls for the Rocky Mountain O' Festival. Always a nice feeling from being out in the forest and hanging those early controls.

Plus--total bonus--there were cattle everywhere: in the woods, out of the woods, on top of the woods, dangling from cliff faces, on the trails with the mountain bikers--you name it.

It's just not the same without cattle.