In the last 7 days:
Did a medley of biking, mountain biking, and trail running. Picked up some big iron while mountain biking, for recycling.
Seemed appropriate to visit Plains of Despair today, and so I did. 9.7 kms of lots of Needle and Thread grass seed glory--really doesn't get any better. At one point I was starting to get kinda dirty, so I rang up a small thunderstorm, and that took care of that.
Campers (meaning ultra extra large RVs that put ordinary houses and even unordinary houses to shame) were everywhere. Can you tell that it's nearly time for CFD? I can.
Happy news for Happy Jack orienteering and surrounding happy orienteering lands: I've just confirmed there is an existing LIDAR data set covering the Pole Mountain unit of the National Forest east of town, and I believe I am going to be allowed access to it. I don't know what the resolution is yet, but it was flown in 2015, so I am optimistic it will be good.
Mountain biking in the afternoon, followed by a short run at Happy Jack.
Tuesday Training: 4 X 10 min, 2 x 5 min uphill, 1 x 10 min downhill, in warm sunny conditions.
Had planned to get out early this morning, but today the markets had other things in mind. So I didn't get started until well past mid-morning, by which the sun was already warming up the grasslands nicely. Ran Granite Green again, this time with no over-eager pit bull to urge me along, and was about a minute better than 2 days ago. Still well off my best from 2 years ago, and of course extra years aren't exactly helping matters anymore. But we'll see what is possible once the cows have clipped the grass and with temps down 15-20 degrees.
Crossed paths with a couple with two boys as I was on my down to the parking lot and they were headed up the trail. I was going to drop something off and then head back up myself. At the point we crossed paths, they were only a few hundred feet from the trailhead, and just past a hairpin curve in the trail; from where they were they couldn't see past the curve to the part of the trail they had just walked up.
After saying hi, and continuing around the curve, next I hit a small copse of trees in between the curve and the trailhead, and immediately by the trail and in the trees was a large bull moose. I was surprised, but almost as surprised that the group I had just passed hadn't mentioned it to me. From where the moose was to where they were when I passed them couldn't have been more than 150' or so.
Later, I passed them all again, and asked them about the moose. None of them had seen it.
Yesterday the smoke/haze was only about as half as thick as it had been the rest of the past week; today the murk was back in full.
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