I lied. It was a busy weekend.
Saturday kicked off with a 16-mile trail run split into a 2-mile out and back to see Cascade Falls (there at left with Cascade Lake in the distance), then a 14 mile out and back from Eagle Pt. Campground to D.L. Bliss State Park and back. Then it was off to a fundraiser for the kids school at probably the largest single-family dwelling I have ever been in.
Sunday, I worked as a volunteer for a local charity race in the morning, and still had to take care of the normal weekend activities (marshaling homework, laundry, shopping, cooking). For the race, I had agreed to do the timing, and course marking for a 5K, so there wasn't a lot of rest involved from the activities of the day before, and it was an early morning (on site at 0600) after a late night of festivities. But first, Saturday!
I had never visited Cascade Falls, and the runoff was near peak this weekend, so I thought it would be a good time to look. As it turns out, the trail is extremely rocky, and a lot of it wasn't runnable. But the parts that were runnable, were fun:
Saturday kicked off with a 16-mile trail run split into a 2-mile out and back to see Cascade Falls (there at left with Cascade Lake in the distance), then a 14 mile out and back from Eagle Pt. Campground to D.L. Bliss State Park and back. Then it was off to a fundraiser for the kids school at probably the largest single-family dwelling I have ever been in.
Sunday, I worked as a volunteer for a local charity race in the morning, and still had to take care of the normal weekend activities (marshaling homework, laundry, shopping, cooking). For the race, I had agreed to do the timing, and course marking for a 5K, so there wasn't a lot of rest involved from the activities of the day before, and it was an early morning (on site at 0600) after a late night of festivities. But first, Saturday!
I had never visited Cascade Falls, and the runoff was near peak this weekend, so I thought it would be a good time to look. As it turns out, the trail is extremely rocky, and a lot of it wasn't runnable. But the parts that were runnable, were fun:
After that quick out and back we popped down the road a few miles and followed the entire Bay to Bliss race route. Once again, the scenery was spectabulous, though I didn't see a single Sasquatch. I was nearly as disappointed in that as I was with my legs.
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Legs weren't feeling it this weekend, and I was happy to simply finish vertically, with only a one trip and near shin-bash on a rock.I was significantly behind the other runners. I guess DFL is better than DFD*. As the saying goes, "good days and bad days..."
The gala event in the evening was a fund raiser for my kids' school. The home was absolutely beautiful as were the grounds. Unfortunately, the weather didn't hold up well, and we had to do the dinner inside rather than outside. At my house, that would be a significant issue, as I am not sure my entire house could hold 150 people standing up, let alone sitting down to a dinner.
However, this home accommodated all of us at tables in the great space area. Solely. I figured when the space wasn't filled with people and tables, they host roller hockey games. It was that big. There was an auction to raise money and I participated up to the $100 level. Unfortunately for me, I was unsuccessful at the winning bid on several items; they went for $10,000 or more.
I was successful in bidding on one item, though. I'll post about it and my grand plan for it another time.
However, this home accommodated all of us at tables in the great space area. Solely. I figured when the space wasn't filled with people and tables, they host roller hockey games. It was that big. There was an auction to raise money and I participated up to the $100 level. Unfortunately for me, I was unsuccessful at the winning bid on several items; they went for $10,000 or more.
I was successful in bidding on one item, though. I'll post about it and my grand plan for it another time.
The race was a nice 5K on a flat course by the Carson River. Although marking it was going to be painful enough with my feet and legs as unhappy as they were from the previous day's running, added to it was the alcohol- fueled late night with little sleep and even less restful sleep.
I woke at 0430 to the sound of pounding rain. Really? Really?! It's the stinking high desert! We are supposed to only get snow in winter!
I dragged my ass to the venue, and - with the rain falling - marked the course. By the time the race itself started, the sun had finally broken through, so the competitors had really good conditions, as the rain packed the often-sandy route. I heard many comment as they finished that they had a beautiful, and peaceful run.
I was happy to have been a part of their positive experience. :-) Hearing that made the rain and cold of marking the course inconsequential.
I woke at 0430 to the sound of pounding rain. Really? Really?! It's the stinking high desert! We are supposed to only get snow in winter!
I dragged my ass to the venue, and - with the rain falling - marked the course. By the time the race itself started, the sun had finally broken through, so the competitors had really good conditions, as the rain packed the often-sandy route. I heard many comment as they finished that they had a beautiful, and peaceful run.
I was happy to have been a part of their positive experience. :-) Hearing that made the rain and cold of marking the course inconsequential.
*Dead Fucking Dead
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