The weekend after the MAS 50, we took off to the mountains again for Cory's FKT (fastest known time) attempt on the 102 mile Rainbow Trail. I'll let him tell the story in a post when he gets around to it, but to sum it up he finished in 30 hours 58 minutes and 38 seconds. As far as we can tell, his run was the first time someone completed the trail in one push so it is also the First Known Time. His crew consisted of my parents, Barth and Jodi; his sister, Kristen; his coach, Josh Arthur; Josh's girlfriend, Jessica; and two dogs, Mayla and Jack. And yes, at times we had five people and two dogs all napping in one truck.
Sleepy start at 3:10 am
Perfect timing: started the night after the full moon
Red sky in morning, runners don't give a shit
Above a thick layer of fog
Mayla running Cory in near mile 40?
Mom's job was to document and take care of Mayla
Mayla stayed pretty close to the food blanket...
Just after sunrise on the second morning
Less than 8 miles to go!
Cory and Josh at the end
After Cory finished his run everyone was exhausted. But we decided to do plenty of hiking in the Sangres over the next few days anyway.
Mayla hates water
Dad at a lake near Rainbow Trail Lutheran Camp
My happy place: South Colony Lakes
Mayla's happy place: not running
After getting back to Denver, we finally got around to moving our stuff from our old apartment to the new condo we just bought. My best friend, Sara, came to visit after spending two years in a hut in the Gambia with the Peace Corps.
Had to take her to the Hessie TH in Nederland
Squeezed in Cory's birthday hike before more visitors came!
A few days, later Cory's parents came out for a week and we did it all again! Back to Salida, which is slowly becoming our favorite place. New 10 year dream plan: Move to Salida and open a bakery/coffee shop that features local artists... as if everyone else in town isn't already doing that.
Cory looking manly by a flower
Dad on the dunes
Mom and Cory's parents on yonder dune
Top of the dunes
Not the Sahara, just Great Sand Dunes National Park
The 14ers in the southern part of the Sangre de Cristos... someday I'll get you Little Bear
Looking towards the light at Zapata Falls
Turquoise Lake in Leadville
Kristen got blisters on her hand from the paddle and didn't even complain!
Dad in a meadow
Last run with dad
Cory and the Collegiates
Eventually we had to get back to work, but first Cory and I decided to squeeze in an ascent of Mt. Evans. Since Evans is supposed to be easy, we decided to taker a harder approach. We parked on Guanella Pass near the trail that everyone takes up Bierstadt and we ascended the gully that rises above the marshy area to the northwest of Bierstadt. The climb was fun and it was relief to bypass the hordes climbing Bierstadt, but as soon as we got to the top of Evans we realized that there was a storm on the other side that we couldn't see. We took a picture and headed down immediately. About three miles from the bottom, it started hailing on us. We started to run through the marshes, getting sucked in by knee high mud and scraped up by the forest of willow bushes. Lightning danced around us and the temperature dropped but we kept moving and made it back to the car.
Having fun on the way up
Cory at the summit with clouds moving in
How could I forget that we now have a cat in the house! Kristen and I went with Cory's mom, Amy, to the animal shelter to look at puppies and got distracted by an adorable kitten that Kristen adopted and named Cinder. Mayla is both terrified and curious by the new addition and is very jealous of all the attention the kitten is getting.
He is smitten
How could anyone resist that face?
After a week back at work we were off the Crested Butte this past weekend for the Grand Traverse, a 42 mile race from CB to Aspen. Cory said it was the most beautiful course he's ever experienced. I got to spend many hours in the car driving around the mountains to Aspen, I guess it was the most beautiful drive I've ever done, but I would much rather have run that amazing route. The stark contrast between down-to-earth Crested Butte and high-class Aspen was interesting. I almost felt embarrassed to change my shorts in the car for fear that a sharply dressed, bicycle riding police officer would arrest me for public indecency. Awesome race though! Great people, great food, great beer!
Sunset from our campsite in CB
The start of the Grand Traverse
I ran to the top of Aspen Mountain while waiting for the runners to finish... GORGEOUS!
Cory bringing it home!
Because we weren't tired enough from the 4am wake up call, we decided to stop in Leadville on the way back to hang out with friends and cheer on the leaders at Mayqueen and at the finish line. So inspired by all of our friends who toughed it out on a hot day and a brutal course!
The man, the myth, the legend: Rob Krar
16:09... 2nd fastest time in the history of the race
So that brings us up to date. Tired, achy, and inspired! We are already itching for some Labor Day adventures.