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Singers & Songwriters

01 Saturday Oct 2016

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Durango Songwriters Expo

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Brit has been participating in the Durango Songwriters Expo this weekend, starting Thursday.  This is where Meghan Trainor was discovered.  It started out fun, attending sessions and networking with music and TV industry executives.  Last night was brutal though.  She received some ugly criticism, along with her band, after performing for reviews.  Without repeating what Brit related, the critics made Simon Cowell seem like Mother Theresa, all in front of a room full of local peers.  Tough industry.

Tried to cheer her up.  You have to take criticism for what it’s worth.  Provided in a constructive fashion, it can be a useful tool.  Instead though, it tends to be negative, almost by nature.  And it can stop you in your tracks.  I can certainly relate.  I just blogged last week about the criticism I’m receiving now as part of a writer’s critique group.  I didn’t go into detail but can tell you it’s been 99% everything I’m doing wrong.  Some of it’s been good, better word choices and more concise wording.  I don’t agree with over half it though.  Maybe I shouldn’t be so confident, being a first time writer, but it’s my story and some things I just want to do my way, no matter what my critics say.

Case in point, nearly everyone points out I’m misspelling WiFi by writing it lowercase as wifi.  Like I don’t fucking know that.  I have a master of science in telecommunications.  I wrote my thesis on frequency hopping spread spectrum before most people knew what the Internet was.  I know WiFi is an acronym but it looks like shit on the printed page in uppercase.  I’m ignoring the advice.  Maybe that’s a stupid newbie mistake but you have to go with your heart on some things.

Being dense sometimes helps to keep from becoming discouraged.  I recall as a kid being caught in a compromising position with my high school sweetheart on her parents’ couch. The next time I visited, her dad sat me down for a chat at the kitchen table.  While he cleaned his gun collection.  His message went right over my head.  I didn’t get the point he was making until years later.  Whether your response is from arrogance or ignorance, moving forward beats quitting out of fear.

Brit got home after performing last night at 4am.  She woke up a few hours later and told us about her nightmare experience.  After balling her eyes out over breakfast, she said, “Well, I’m going to put on my big girl pants and drive back into Boulder to be with my band, and perform some more.”  The girl is going to sing another day.  Brit just needs to keep doing what she loves, like this YouTube mashup she arranged and filmed singing with her little sister over the summer.  Click on that link and tell me she doesn’t have a future.

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Trail Snake

25 Sunday Sep 2016

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Bull snake

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This is a first.  I stepped on a bull snake on the trail today.  I was running through the trail along the creek near the softball field at 83rd and Niwot Road.  The grass falls over the trail so that the dirt is only about 20% visible.  I stepped on him with my right foot, he snapped up his head, which I whacked with my left ankle.  Subsequently, I screeched like a little girl.  As much as I know rattle snakes don’t lay across the trail like that, bull snakes look a lot like rattlers.  Some ladies were standing a few yards away.  They were possibly more frightened than me.  They convinced me to roll down my anklet sock to ensure I wasn’t bitten.  I wasn’t.  Got in twelve miles today though.  Awesome run.

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Critique

25 Sunday Sep 2016

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Niwot Homecoming, techno thriller

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Everyone’s a critic.  No really, in this critique group I recently joined, the eight other members are all critics.  That’s how it works.  I shared my first draft with a few friends initially, and that feedback was useful.  I was told to expect friends to be a poor choice because they will typically provide nothing but positive feedback in an attempt to motivate.  My friends must not be typical.  I received some decent feedback on improvement.  Still, it’s a different kind of feedback coming from these other writers.  And very useful as well.  I can see how participating in critique groups is essential for writers who self publish.  It serves as a replacement for paying an editor.

I’m going to assume though that I don’t know what I don’t know, and acquire editor services anyway.  I meet with one Tuesday afternoon.  I’ve been reading a number of self published books, for no other reason other than to judge quality.  It shows when writers skip the editing process.  I’ve learned in my own career, anything good is never done alone.  Good product takes a team.  A mix of skills, each bringing their unique qualities.  The woman I’ll talk to Tuesday can perform multiple editing services.  I’ll see what I can afford out-of-pocket.  The publisher would pay for editing in the traditional publishing route-to-market.

I was advised by a writer friend to not feel overly obligated to accept all criticism.  I’m not. None of the writers in my critique group are in my techno thriller genre.  They don’t get the overly technical descriptions and suggest I delete them.  I’ve already dumbed down much of the writing for this reason from the initial feedback from friends, but I’m not going to remove anymore text.  I believe readers of techno thrillers enjoy that content.  If you think about Tom Clancy, he doesn’t say a guy is holding a gun.  He describes the make and model, the year it was produced.  Maybe even the production run it came from along with all the known glitches.  That’s the techno part.  I’ll admit, when I buy some new electronics, I like to read the manual.  Some of us just like that stuff.

I have to say, all this writing is taking away from my running.  The Boulder Marathon was run this morning.  For the first time in maybe six years, I’m not in shape to run a marathon.  I could have run the half but drove my in-laws to DIA instead.  Such awesome fall weather, I’ll get out later today to run some miles.  Ran the East Boulder Trail yesterday with Brit.  Ellie might be too tired to run with me.  She got in after midnight from her first homecoming dance.  She told Brittany after getting home that her friends “had so much fun and danced their asses off.”

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Zion

20 Tuesday Sep 2016

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Capitol Reef, Dixie Forest, hiking, Kiva Koffeehouse, petroglyphs, trails, Utah, Zion

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Half way between California and Colorado is Zion. So Brit and I booked a night at the Cable Mountain Lodge near the entrance to the park.  We rose before the sun to squeeze in a hike through the Narrows.  The first mile was paved.

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The trail disappeared with the sidewalk.

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Surely, the trail will pick back up around the next curve in the canyon.

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Brit wades deeper.  The trail guide did say something about expecting to get wet.

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And to guard against hypothermia.  The sun is slow to warm up the canyon.

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We hiked up the Virgin River for maybe a quarter mile.  The cold, deep water didn’t turn us back.  The canyon walls drew us in like sirens to the rocks.

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But we had to get home to Colorado by nightfall.  We’ll return for sure to Zion when we’re not just passing through.

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We skipped the high speed Interstate for Hwy 9 through the park, connecting later with highways 89 and 12, traversing Escalade, Boulder, the Dixie National Forest and Capitol Reef National Park.  A virtual lifetime of vistas.  Barely out of Zion, just past the tunnels, we saw a rock that had to be climbed.

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Brit preferred walking the sandstone barefoot to her sandals.

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She finally made it to the top, after me.

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Brit celebrated her climb with a namaste.

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I just did my best to keep my balance.  I don’t have words to describe the splendor of our remaining drive through Utah.  We saw flaming orange aspen in the Dixie Forest and petroglyphs in the cliffs of the Capitol Reef rocks.  If you get a chance to drive between Colorado and California, do yourself a favor and skip the Interstate. Take the scenic byway.

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Rock n Roll

18 Sunday Sep 2016

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Arroyo Verde Park Trail, Jesse Money, Pete Pidgeon, Ventura, We are LA

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I rolled through the hills of Arroyo Verde Park, for a decent five mile run Saturday morning.  The park, about a half mile from my house, was full of dogs and their owners at the grassy bottom, but contained an awesome soft, dirt trail that undulated around the rim.  Great park and trail system.

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Brit and I found a wonderful french-themed restaurant after my run, Cafe Nouveau, where we had Beignets with bacon and maple syrup for breakfast.

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We arrived early for Brit’s pre-performance rehearsal, so we checked out this horror-themed taproom named Phantom Carriage.  A real find in Carson, near the StubHub Arena.

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At 8pm, Brit rocked LA at a concert benefitting children’s education.  I was given a VIP pass, and to be fair, I played roadie hauling the band’s equipment.  Got to see Rachel Platten perform, and later, Kevin Costner with his country band, Modern West.

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The band is Pete Pidgeon, who is pictured here playing lead guitar.  Brit knows him from Denver.  The funniest thing is that the other backup singer is another Mahoney, Jesse Mahoney.  Eddie Money’s daughter.  Nice girl.  Brit had another friend, Alexa, hang out with us, a super sweetheart.  Brit made some good friends in LA and gained valuable acting experience.  We drive home today, shooting for Zion by nightfall.

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Ventura

16 Friday Sep 2016

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Eddie Money, We are LA, west coast IPA

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I flew out to California Friday to drive Brit back home.  She picked me up at LAX and we drove to my cousin Dick’s house in Ventura to where she has been staying.  House sitting actually since Dick and Cheryl have been RVing throughout Colorado the entire time.

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We arrived in Ventura just in time for lunch at the Lure Fish House and Oyster Bar.  I drank a local IPA with my oysters and ahi tuna sandwich, Firestone Union Jack.  It boasts the west coast IPA style, similar to Colorado, which is aggressively hopped.

girl-scout

Brit was excited to relate her previous two evenings of filming as an extra in a popular TV show.  She applied by uploading photos, to the casting director, of herself in various Halloween costumes that she put together from Target and a local thrift store.  The gig was to be a trick-or-treater.  They liked her girl scout outfit well enough that she got the role.  Their costume department paired it with a scandalously short skirt that has Brittany questioning the meaning of a family show.

sunset

We ended the day with a sunset dinner at the Aloha Steakhouse on the beach.  iPhone 6, no filter above.  We sat at a window overlooking the ocean and the Ventura Pier.  I started with a Figuroa Mountain Hoppy Poppy IPA, before settling on a cab sav to pair with my ribeye.  Actually, I ended the day here.  Brit went on from dinner to rehearse for a gig tomorrow with Eddie Money’s daughter, Jesse.  They’ll be signing together at the We Are LA Festival tomorrow evening.

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Cross Country at Sunset

14 Wednesday Sep 2016

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Cross Country, NHS

 

Ellie won’t be happy with me publishing this photo of her all sweaty and gross after her 5K cross country race.  Too bad,  I’m a proud dad after finally watching her race.  This afternoon was the St. Vrain Valley District Cross Country Meet at Sunset Golf Course.  Really pretty course on a perfect 72° day.

3-girls

This photo above is my favorite pic, out of the hundred or so pics I took.  Three girls in unison, same stride, all airborne.  Ellie ran the entire course with her friend Alison, bib # 3476.

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Ellie ran a solid eleven minute pace for the three miles.  First time for her to run in spikes. Her calves will be sore tomorrow.  I had a total blast watching her run.

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Writer’s Workshop

11 Sunday Sep 2016

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RMFW, RMFW2016, writing

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This weekend has been all about me.  I invested in myself by attending a three day conference on the process of writing and publishing a novel.  I did this because I intend to write and publish a novel.  My progress to date is that I wrote a first draft.  I distributed copies to friends I thought could contribute useful feedback and whom might enjoy being part of the process.  And I attended this conference to learn about the process I’ll need to follow.  Next step is to begin writing my second draft.

The first day of sessions was intense.  I felt like I was dropped into a masters level college English class, mid-semester.  This industry speaks its own language.  Plotters, pantsers and query letters.  R&R.  Open door sex vs closed door sex.  Genres I never knew existed.  Paranormal Erotica.  The lady I met who writes this genre wears blue lipstick and graduated with a degree in religious studies.  We talked about just how difficult it is to find and buy blue lipstick.  MAC Cosmetics is currently out of stock but Ultra carries a brand called Hello Sailor.  Everything is foreign to me for now, but I’ll learn.  I attended sessions the first day with a focus on character development and writing with a point of view, either literary or persona.  The Emotion in Fiction session by Angie Hodapp, of the Nelson Literary Agency, was my first four hours.  Her class alone was worth the price of admission.

On the second day, I studied story weaving, plots and subplots by Monica Poole.  Balancing protagonists and antagonists.  Writing the endings and how to foreshadow along the way.  I’m less interested in spending time on the publishing process relative to writing but gave that subject attention as well.  My friend Wendy prepped me to pitch to an agent, which I did in the afternoon.  I spent ten minutes presenting an elevator pitch of my techno thriller to Amy Stapp, a book editor at Tor and fellow runner.  Pitching my story for publication is putting myself a little ahead of my focus, which is currently just on writing this novel, but it’s an opportunity and I didn’t want to pass it up.

I did a couple of things right.  I explained my genre and the storyline.  I missed detailing my main character and his arc.  This is funny if you knew just how weak my character development is currently.  Worse, my hero isn’t even part of the climax because I lost interest in him and focused on a secondary protagonist.  I knew I was doing this at the time and have a plan to write my hero back  into the climax on my second draft, but he currently has an incomplete arc.  Second thing I need to add to my pitch is to compare my work to an author and book.  She asked me this and I had a strong enough response, because Wendy prepped me for this earlier, that she was impressed.  Easy enough to add next time.

I don’t struggle writing dialog, but attended a class on it Sunday anyway and learned some useful tips.  The lecturer was John Blair, a college professor at my alma mater, Texas State.  As I said earlier, I avoided most sessions oriented to publishing, but by the third day my interest in understanding the difference between traditional and independent publishing grew.  Independent publishing can be much more than simply clicking a button on Amazon to upload a file.  At its most complex, the Indie publisher is their own general contractor, paying for all the services that would normally come from a publishing house.  My feelings on the subject have evolved as my understanding has grown this weekend.  I expect I might publish independently because for one, I can do some of the technical work myself and two, writing about cyberwar requires speed-to-market before my attacks become stale.

My final session was two more hours on character development, which is where I focused most of my time these three days.  In this particular session, Developing Dynamic Characters by Heather Webb, I finally learned what character arc is.  And because it was a workshop leveraging our works-in-progress, I nearly scoped out all of my second draft.  Again, this class alone was totally worth the price of the entire workshop.

I’m a little bummed that I’ve yet to see Ellie run a cross country race.  Missed this weekend for the writer’s workshop.  Even though she’s a complete newbie to the sport, Ellie seems to enjoy the workouts.  It’s pretty competitive, with over 30 girl athletes.  The girls team began the season ranked 8th in the state.  She has a couple of races under her belt now and is showing improvement.  I’m so impressed that she pushes herself to the verge of dry heaving during her final kick – a sign of effort – and it doesn’t deter her from crossing the finish line.  I enjoy running so much, sometimes I forget how brutal it can be to race all out like that.

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I can’t help but draw parallels between my completely neophyte experience at a writers convention and Ellie taking on a new sport.  Kids are naturally brave, if ignorant of the pending pain.  I enjoy writing so much that I’ve been willing to put myself out there, opening myself up for criticism or asking the stupid questions in a session.  I’m not sure what I expect the reward to be but subconsciously I’ve already accepted the risk as worthwhile.

My plan with this is to treat writing as a hobby for the next ten or fifteen years.  Become a better writer and learn the publishing process.  I’ve been blogging for ten years and on social media even longer.  I’ve seen my skills improve over that time and think it’s fair to expect a similar arc with writing novels.  Based on what I learned this weekend on publishing, with a little bit of luck, I might be able to expect earning a five figure, annual income in my retirement years.  I could retire on that.  But I have to start now, the money doesn’t flow in on day one.  And yes, I’m thinking now about retirement.

This workshop came at the perfect time, just after completing my first draft.  Combined with some feedback from initial reviewers, I feel like this book is as good as done.  Except of course, rewrites will take time.  But everything I need to do is already in my head.  Came up with a new twist for my ending during a run this afternoon.  I’m so over-the-top excited right now, I honestly feel like I’m on my way to becoming a writer.  Part of the reason my racing times slowed down this year is because I’ve run less in order to spend time writing.  It’s my new hobby for sure.  This blog will always be a runner’s story, but my personal arc has hit a plot shift.  I might not reach my writing denouement until retirement, but I’m now going down that path.

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Cari got Married

05 Monday Sep 2016

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Cari Thorvig, wedding

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In a church built by Swedish Evangelicals on the east bank of the Mississippi in 1917, Cari and Erik had the perfect wedding Sunday.  Brit sang Photograph by Ed Sheeran and her cousin Brook sang opera style in French – this is a short video below.

Brook singing

Brook singing

My sister Sandy is Cari’s mom, pictured below being seated by her son Spencer.

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Long story short, Cari got married as you can see in this video below.

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Weddings are such the time for family reunions.  I got to see all four of my sisters.  And all their kids.  Even all the grandchildren.  Pictured below are my sisters Kathy, Sandy, Deb and Nancy.

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I’m not the only one who thought Cari and Erik made the perfect couple.  All the speeches confirmed these two are made for each other.  Even more special, I saw the same perfection everywhere I looked.  One brother-in-law bought a second home in Costa Rica and spends a good portion of the year living there, because the climate is good for my sister’s health.  That’s devotion.  Another brother-in-law lights up like a beacon whenever I ask a question about his wife, my sister, and will talk for hours on every detail of her life.  He’s still deeply in love after over thirty years.  Below are Deb and her husband, Kim.

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There are just so many happy members of my family, my parents must have done something right.  The photo below contains two sons, four daughters, six grand daughters, and three great grandchildren from my parents’ marriage.  Plus one daughter-in-law and a couple of son-in-laws.

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My parents’ wedding photo, from the previous millennium, was on display on the signing book table.  My dad was 21 and my mom just turned 18, five days before her wedding.

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I hope the best for Cari and Erik.  Their wedding was a joyous start.  These photos don’t tell half the story of what a wonderful wedding weekend it was and of all the love on display.

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Rehearsal Dinner

04 Sunday Sep 2016

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Minneapolis, Stella's Fish Cafe

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My sister Sandy’s oldest child, Cari is a special niece.  She spent eight summers in a row with my family in Colorado, through high school and college, serving as nanny to my youngest daughter Ellie.  She is my daughter number three.  She’s pictured here with her fiancé Erik, at the rehearsal dinner.

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The rehearsal dinner was held at Stella’s Fish Cafe in Uptown Minneapolis.  I’m pictured here with my oldest sister Kathy, in a rooftop reunion.  First time for us to see each other in thirty years.

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Weddings are a fine occasion to get dressed up…and to get amorous.

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The girls both bought their dresses hours earlier at Target.  Brit could only stuff so much into her purse, which was all she carried on her $100 Spirit Airlines flight from California.  Ellie didn’t know she would need a separate dress for the rehearsal dinner and the actual wedding.

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Hanging out now waiting for the big show at the Grace University Lutheran Church.  Brit is practicing in the hotel room, the song she will sing before the wedding.  Ellie and I are going to run on the Marriott treadmills, and maybe hit the hot tub.  Then we’ll all get dressed up again, for the wedding this afternoon.

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The Long Road to Minneapolis

02 Friday Sep 2016

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Bad Lands, Mount Rushmore, Wall Drug

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After living less than an hour south of the great state of Wyoming for nearly thirty years, I finally made the drive Thursday, on my way to a wedding in Minneapolis.  I found the landscape quite scenic as I drove through Cheyenne and across the southeast corner of the state.

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After Wyoming, I drove through South Dakota.  I’ve now visited every state west of the Mississippi except for Alaska.  The girls are pictured here at the evening show for Mount Rushmore.  I can tell you that Orlando has nothing on Rapid City.  This place invented tourism.  We saw what we had time for.

Wall Drug Store

Doubt I’ve ever played the tourist more than in South Dakota.  We ate lunch at Wall Drug.  This place is definitely a must see, but don’t feel obligated to eat lunch there.  Poor Brittiboo got stiffed by Zoltar on her fortune card.

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From Wall, we veered off I-90 and took the long road to Sioux Falls, through the Bad Lands.  If you never knew, this is where wind comes from.

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Really cool 35 mile drive for $15.  You’ll learn how to use the panorama-mode on your camera out here.  The girls set records on their Instagram likes.

 

We totally beat the crowds, with school starting back up, there were very few families.  Mostly retirees in RVs.  The windy road through the Bad Lands has a couple dozen or so turnouts and trailheads to take photos.

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We made it as far as Sioux Falls.  Tomorrow we meet up with my family in Minneapolis for my niece, Cari’s wedding.  Great road trip so far.

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Tennessee Pass

28 Sunday Aug 2016

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Leadville, yurt

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My cousin Dick has been driving around the Western Slope in his fifth-wheel RV the last couple of weeks with his wife Cheryl, and we decided to hookup at Tennessee Pass this weekend.

Dick

It didn’t occur to me that asking a 79 year old to hike 1.3 miles at nearly 11,000 feet, to camp out in a yurt, might be a bit much.  He joined the Marines at 15 to drive an M47 Sherman Tank, I figured he could do it.  He hiked back and forth several times in fact, to retrieve the bread, mustard and Argentinian Malbec from his RV, parked back at the Nordic Center.

lunch

Dick was born in Davenport, Iowa, same as me, but his mom Ethyl, my Grandma’s sister, moved to San Diego when he was a kid.  He met Cheryl there, who grew up at China Lake.  She tells a funny story about the worst Chinese restaurant ever at China Lake.

cook house

They live in Ventura, California, about three miles from the beach, but 300 feet up a bluff with views of the bay and Santa Cruz Island.  Brittany is staying there now, through August and September, to attend acting classes and auditions.

final hike

I joined Dick and Cheryl on Friday, but Karen and Ellie drove up Saturday, so that Ellie wouldn’t miss her first high school cross country race Friday afternoon.  This is Ellie and me on a hike this morning with Mount Elbert in the background.

Ten Pass Cookhouse

We got the idea to camp at the yurts from our neighbors who camped here two weekends earlier.  You park and check in at the Cooper Ski Resort Nordic Center, about nine miles north of Leadville on Hwy 24.  They haul up your bags while you hike 1.3 miles through the peaceful forest.  The trail passes the cookhouse after one mile.  This is where we had dinner.

cookhouse view

As rustic as this experience is, the cookhouse is clearly the best restaurant within thirty miles of Leadville.  Ellie and I had the lamb, Karen and Cheryl the elk tenderloin, the best meal, and Dick ate the pheasant.

pink sky

We had to hike a quarter mile to dinner and back, but others drove in and hiked the full mile to dine here and enjoy the sunset.  A true destination restaurant.

TP Cookhouse

We dined inside but are pictured here enjoying drinks and the views of Mount Elbert, Mount Massive, and the Holy Cross Wilderness Area before dinner.  We caught up on family history and learned details about Dick and Cheryl’s family, whom live so far off in California.  We might visit them soon to drive Brittany home in another month.

 

 

 

 

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Anchor Leg

22 Monday Aug 2016

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team final

Running last on a twenty-plus hour relay is less than ideal for a number of reasons.  My other two runs were in the dark.  I couldn’t eat lunch.  The sun was directly overhead at noon, nullifying much of the shade the forest trees would have otherwise provided.  But what a kick to run the anchor leg.  Whereas half the team is typically asleep in the tent or quaffing beers back at camp while one runner launches and another finishes, the whole team showed up to send me off.  And, as pictured above, they all joined me for the glorious finish.  I got rockstar treatment.

The totally unexpected benefit though is the pressure to perform.  I consider it a benefit because it works.  I ran my first two loops comfortably.  No big crowds to perform for at 10pm and 6am.  And while I’m in good shape overall, I don’t have quite the speed I had the  previous two years.  Too busy with work this year, and running less miles training with Ellie over the summer.  So I didn’t expect to have a particularly strong run my final loop.

But my 3rd loop was the big one.  Over six miles, 1300 feet of altitude gain up a ski hill, reaching 9800 feet in elevation before crashing back down to the resort.  The other loops didn’t require motivation.  This leg demanded it.  Everyone, Barb especially, pressured me at the start to run a specific time.  “You have to beat 1:13.”  An hour and thirteen minutes.  “You can do 1:12.”  “Sub 1:10!”  I was honestly shooting for 1:20, and would have been happy with anything under 90 minutes.  Their faith in me motivated me to try for a strong run.

My goal running up was to maintain a steady pace and avoid walking as much as possible.  The course was a single track hiking trail on the ascent.  I maintained the perfect pace, never succumbing to oxygen debt and only walking through a handful of stupidly steep switchbacks.  I passed about eight other runners and was never challenged from behind.  My plan was to make it to the top, and then consider racing down if my legs had anything left.

The course on the descent was a mountain bike trail.  Wide banks, non-stop, with an occasional straight section where it was safe to let my legs fly.  I definitely took advantage of the straight trails.  I was more guarded on the curves but committed to them when they looked like more dirt than rocks.  The rocks were deadly.  And some of the banks were difficult to run unless they were run at full speed.  Think of a race car on a banked track.  If you don’t run into them with enough momentum, you fall into the rocky rut.

It wasn’t clear to me if I was running fast enough for the times projected by my mates, I didn’t wear a watch.  I ran out of steam about a half mile before the finish, but the top three miles were so much fun.  I crossed the finish line, with the entire team following me the last few yards, in 1:05.  Sixty-five minutes.  I’ve had a bit of a disappointing racing year, with times slower than previous years.  This made up for that.  The pressure presented to me at the start was worth it.

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Angel Fire

21 Sunday Aug 2016

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Jen 3Jen started us out Friday in the Angel Fire Ragnar Trail Relay with a 3.5 mile run on the green loop.  As soon as she begins her run, the wind picks up and the skies open up with rain.

Rychie

The rain stops as she hands off to Rychie for the 4.5 mile yellow loop.  We have perfect weather until we leave Saturday afternoon, twenty-four hours later.

Jill

Jill is our third runner, pictured here starting out on the 6.2 mile red loop.  Jill came up early with her husband Stu and three kids, Julian 6, Stella 8, and Tessa 10, to setup camp for us.

Keith

Keith begins the series of men following the women with the green loop again, as we rinse and repeat green, yellow and red eight times.

Steve

Steve follows Keith on the yellow loop.  He organized our Running Dead relay team for this trail race.  Steve grew up in New Mexico and doesn’t need much of an excuse to visit.

Stu

Stu follows Steve.  His goal for his three runs is to beat his wife, Jill’s time.  I think he’s successful, but not by much.

bite it

I can’t get a running photo of Brian, because I always have to take the baton from him.  Here he is though, apparently biting his finisher medal.

team finish

I’m the eighth and final runner.  My first two runs are in the dark, 10pm and 5:45am.  I finish with the long red loop at 1pm, the entire team crossing the line with me.

finisher photo

Running through the night might not appeal to everyone, but we had a seriously fun time.  Because it was Jill’s birthday, and we were in New Mexico, there were lots of tequila shots.   The team is waking up now Sunday morning, eating oatmeal and peaches.  The plan is to eat lunch at one of Steve’s favorite Mexican food restaurants in Taos on our way home.

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Pre-Season is Over

13 Saturday Aug 2016

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Ellie is finishing up pre-season running the East Boulder Trail.  These hills aren’t for the faint-of-heart.  And the shadeless heat isn’t for the uninitiated.  We ran three miles out here last weekend, both Saturday and Sunday.  This weekend, we kicked it up a notch to five miles.  Monday afternoon, I hand over what’s left of her legs to the NHS Cross Country Team to train for reals.

east boulder trail

Ellie really impressed me today by running the entire way back without walking.  This course is tougher on the return.  The final hill, up to the water tower behind the Heatherwood neighborhood, is a quarter mile climb.  It’s truly brutal.  I bet her an Intajuice she couldn’t do it.  She proved me wrong.  She’s ready for next week.

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Writing Progress

07 Sunday Aug 2016

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I completed an initial draft of the book I started six months ago.  I can argue it’s a complete story, but as I start to understand the writing process, it might be more accurate to refer to it as an outline or a shell.  At 101,000 words, it’s a pretty big outline, but I suspect it won’t look anything like it does now by the final version.

I know where the major holes are and I’ve enlisted some friends to help me fill them in with either technical accuracy or stories of their own.  From initial feedback, I’m learning that accuracy is an interesting topic when writing fiction.  Does my book really have to be accurate at all?  It’s fiction.  It was clear to me while writing that stories and dialog have to be accurate enough to make sense.  It was easy enough for me to google subjects as I wrote to obtain correct details.  Can someone really fly half way around the world and arrive when I say they do?  All I have to do is query flight schedules.  Is it important to get that right?  It is to the reader who knows it’s wrong.

The difficult part of writing accurately, for me, was when I included subject areas I know little about and googling isn’t so easy.  For example, if I’m writing a scene in a restaurant kitchen, how important is it to reference the correct titles of Chef and Sous Chef, etc. and to use the industry language when they speak to each other?  It won’t matter too much to readers who don’t work in a kitchen, but I’ll lose all credibility from readers who do.  And if scenes like that are a large part of my story, that niche audience might be important.  What I’ve done to mitigate these deficiencies in my story is to reach out to friends who are experts and ask for their feedback.

From reading author forwards in books, where they credit their sources, I think this is the right approach.  I’ve reached out to an initial group of friends for such feedback.  I’m not familiar with that process, but it’s not unlike starting a new project at work where I need to talk to people to learn what it is they do.  I’ve been advised on a process where I should seek out two rounds of critique from writers, and then reach out to a third group as a reading focal group, updating drafts in between.  I don’t consider myself to be breaking that convention because I think my current outreach is really part of sourcing accuracy for the initial story, which is why my first draft is really still just a shell.  I could have stopped writing every time I needed help and talked to people then.  I chose to complete my draft and then consult with friends afterward.  Six of one, half dozen of the other.

In seeking people for collaboration, I experienced some hesitation.  Nervousness over the potential embarrassment that my story is goofy or inane.  I got over it with the belief that the pending feedback won’t be criticism so much as collaboration.  It’s still difficult to ask to be critiqued, but if I’ve learned anything over the years, it’s that collaboration leads to a better product.  And it’s more important to me in this project to have a better book than to be able to claim 100% authorship.  Which leads to another thought.

How do authors, who clearly rely upon interviews for their entire content, feel like they deserve 100% of the royalties?  Some authors are really just regurgitating other people’s stories.  And I myself am hoping to obtain actual content, to a degree, from my friends.  This is perhaps a question in ethics to a degree, but I’m mostly thinking of it in terms of the level of satisfaction I’ll have afterward, that it’s my story.  If after three or four drafts, my genre has changed from thriller to young adult, it might be hard to still claim as my story.

Then there’s part of me where I do want to include some stories from my friends.  I would find that fun.  I relate experiences in this book from the past two decades of my career.  Shoot, I even retell some of the same jokes.  I’m actually not as creative as you might expect of a writer.  Same thing with my blog, I’m not always making stuff up.  And this story has plenty of space left to add additional stories.  The storyline itself is of course a story, but each character is an opportunity to tell yet another story, and I’ve only fleshed out about half of them.  This is why I expect future drafts to be dramatically different.  Trust me, some of my friends are storytellers too.

I’m discovering what a process this is.  I’ve enjoyed it so far.  I hope it doesn’t take me another six months to complete the book, but it very well might.  I’ll attend my first writer’s workshop in a month.  I hope to have a second draft before then based on the current feedback I’ve requested from friends.  If I seek an agent in that workshop, which I’m not certain I’ll be ready for, I’ll need to submit my first ten pages.  Maybe I will be ready for that.  Time will tell.  Sharing my progress for anyone who’s interested.

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Rio

06 Saturday Aug 2016

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Tell me you’re not excited.  The Olympics defy explanation.  So much of the news around Rio has been negative, about how they won’t be ready.  What city is ever ready?  I like how the US Olympic Committee deals with it.  They simply take their own construction team to fix plumbing and drywall issues in the athlete village.  They don’t complain, they just deal, because the Olympics is about overcoming adversity to achieve greatness.  The Olympics are awesome.

I watched part of the opening ceremony last night.  The parade of teams and lighting of the Olympic flame.  I would have loved to watch more but the event went on past my bed time.  The parade of athletes entering the stadium is always one of my favorite events because it conveys the peace of the games and pure joy on the competitor’s faces.  I know the athlete’s won’t be thinking about the issues Brazil currently faces as a nation.  I hope the best for Brazil as they host these games, which must serve as a metaphor for many of their own struggle of  democratic institutions vying to triumph over the corruption of demagogues.

 

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I’m ready to watch two weeks of unadulterated sports.  I don’t care which sport, it’s the competition that matters.  I love the background stories on the individual athletes.  I find myself motivated to run and no doubt will pick up the pace of my own workouts.  I’ve been slacking off lately.  Yesterday was my first run after five days.  Work has been getting in my way, but not now that the Olympics are there to drive me.  Ellie and I have plans to run the hills of the East Boulder Trail this morning.  Ellie watched the opening ceremony with me last night.  She’s motivated too.

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Ellie’s Last Days of Summer

28 Thursday Jul 2016

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Austin, Barton Springs, Lake Travis, Mt. Bonnell, Willie Nelson

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Instagram is Ellie’s social network of choice, as I believe it is for many 14 year olds.  And a picture says 1000 words.  Ellie sent me these pics from her final days in Austin, saying 1000 words, and then some.

south congress

She knows how to capture the best of Austin, and the fun she is having wth her cousins.

mt bonnell

I remember the first time I climbed the million steps up Mt. Bonnell, and saw this same view, in the late ’70s.  Ellie’s photos are making me truly nostalgic.  I have so many good memories of this hill, and Barton Springs below.

Barton Springs

It’s so nice to see Lake Travis completely refilled from the rains.

Lake Travis 4

Ellie is totally up on politics and has her own views.  This is from South Congress.

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Bee in Her Beer

27 Wednesday Jul 2016

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twisted pineBrit had a bee in her beer at Twisted Pine’s open mic night.  For reals.  It was nearly empty and she got a free refill.  She should have received a full dinner.  Brittany has been taking her voice students to perform at Twisted Pine on Tuesday nights for months.  Saturday, she drives to Ventura, California to take acting classes through September.

open mic night

We don’t often get out to see Brit perform with her bands.  As empty nesters this week, we had the freedom and the time to get out.  Tuesday nights are for her Wildflower students, she sang a song since we were in the crowd.  She has some amazing students.  I suspect they will miss her as much as we will.  Some will continue taking voice lessons with her via Skype.  Modern age education.

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Ellie Update – Austin Summer ’16

25 Monday Jul 2016

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11th hour escape, Austin, Top Golf

Ellie n Rachel

Ellie is in the midst of her cousins for nine days.  She is pictured here with her older cousin Rachel, visiting Austin from Eugene, playing Top Golf.  Ellie says she sucks at golf.  I told her that’s how you know you are golfing.

Ellie n Liam

Liam is the baby of all the cousins, so he gets special treatment.  He doesn’t appear to like Ellie picking him up much.

cousins

I’m told they made their escape with 10 minutes to spare.  Ellie said they work well together as a problem solving team.  Team work.  Let’s check back in with them after a few more days.

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Feels Good

24 Sunday Jul 2016

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You’d think I was raised in Texas the way I handled the heat Saturday.  Ran eleven miles (everyone else runs ten) in 99°.  No water.  Only sweated out five pounds.  My body has officially acclimated to summer running.  My pace was likely pretty slow but my form felt good.  Running slow in the sun shows the wisdom of someone who did in fact run thirteen years in Central Texas.  I know a thing or two about running.

I wasn’t good for much else the next couple of hours.  Went to see Star Trek later in the evening.  I was able to recover enough to go see a show at an air conditioned, reserved seat, beer-serving theater.  In between, I cocooned myself with a smoothie in an overstuffed chair, while my physical parts regenerated.  Not a bunch of obligations this weekend with Ellie in Austin visiting Grandparents.  Karen and I are empty nesters and are enjoying ourselves.  The photo is me at a brewpub before the movie.  Life is good.

About my run Saturday, being able to effectively handle the heat, actually feeling good running in it, is awesome feedback.  Not just that I’m in shape for the summer.  More that I’m at the point with both my conditioning and form that I can adapt to my environment and run well.  Coaches talk about sport being so much mental vs physical.  I feel there’s a similar comparison in running on form vs physical shape.  I’ll take form over conditioning.  The joy in running comes from good form.  It makes me feel athletic.  It just feels so good.  It’s what enables a runner to detach the mental from the physical.  Running takes real effort, until you reach the point where your legs are operating without thought.  For me, this generally takes about two miles.  Then motion becomes smooth.  Effortless.  Feels good.

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Rocky Mountain Fiction Writers

17 Sunday Jul 2016

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stack of booksNot sure I feel comfortable writing about my running this week, since I didn’t run.  Squeezed in 10 miles yesterday, but went Monday through Friday without getting in any miles period.  I like my job.  Being a product manager is always interesting, and cyber security is just plain cool.  But 13 hour days all week is bullshit.  I have hobbies to feed.  Hope this week was an anomaly.

I went twenty years without any hobbies.  Raising kids and chasing a career.  I suspect I’m similar to others my age.  Daughter number one has graduated college and daughter number two is pretty self reliant.  I’ve got some time back.  I’ve been reacquainting myself with living a life since I got back into running.  I picked up blogging about the same time.  These are my new hobbies.  Reading is something I’ve always maintained.

To take my writing diversion to the next level, I started to write a novel in March.  I expect to finish the story in another month or two.  At least a draft.  Considering I was up this morning at 5:30 am writing, end of summer is a realistic expectation.  There will be editing.  I oftentimes spend an order of magnitude more time editing my blog than writing it, so hard to say how long editing 300 pages will take.  I have this notion that I’ll simply enlist my friends and neighbors to edit it for me.  They all read and I doubt they have much else going on this summer.

In lieu of enlisting free editors, I signed up for a writing conference with the Rocky Mountain Fiction Writers in Denver.  The three day conference is chock full of sessions on both writing techniques and how to publish.  I could use help with character development, so I’ve signed up for that.  I didn’t sign up for the sessions where you present the first ten pages of your novel to agents to critique.  I’d be embarrassed to let an agent see my first draft.  I’m hoping to leverage the courses to make a better second draft.  But I’ll talk to agents while I’m there, and learn the process.  I’m not interested in self publishing, that’s what my blog is.  I don’t expect to write a best seller, okay maybe I fantasize about it, but I just want to publish a book.  That will be plenty satisfying.

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Colorado River Headwaters

10 Sunday Jul 2016

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Berthoud Pass

This weekend’s fifty-four mile backpacking hike along the Continental Divide begins at Berthoud Pass at 6am.  The early start required a 3:30am wakeup from our stellar Shadow Mountain Lake beachside camp site in Grand Lake, where we leave one of our cars because that’s where this trek will end.

berthoud pass weather station

1100 feet of elevation gain later, Rob stands atop Mines Peak, the first of so many peaks that I lose count.  I didn’t capture stats with a Garmin, but traversing the Continental Divide Trail above the headwaters of the Colorado River likely included well over 10,000 feet of vertical on just the first of our three days.

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My legs are so spent by the end of day one, I’m near tears when Rob tells me we have to scale yet another giant boulder field to avoid having to glacade down a scary snow cornice that covers the trail over Devil’s Thumb Pass.  We need to get around this snow to camp on the east side of the pass.

avalanche

We end day one having trekked twenty miles in thirteen hours.  Not a strong pace but considering 30 pound backpacks and terrain, we’re impressed with ourselves.  Thousand foot climbs followed immediately by thousand foot descents.  Boulder field after scree field after boulder field.  For this final scramble, I use my bare hands to steady myself against the cold, abrasive granite on each step.  I no longer trust my fatigued legs to land without buckling.

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This photo of Rob above shows the typical tundra we walk across from Mines Peak to Devil’s Thumb Pass.  No trail for much of it, just a route for us to keep between the edges of East and West.  The Cairn at the top of this hill leads the way.

alpine flowers

The tundra isn’t all moonscape, alpine flowers are lush from this season’s strong snowfall.  I’ve never seen so many alpine daisies.

alpine daisies

Camping over the pass near Devil’s Thumb Lake offers us not just water to resupply, but the softest high mountain meadow grass to pitch our tents.  I go to sleep fearful I won’t wake with the strength needed to climb back up that pass to continue on the trail.  I credit the meadow with my recovery.  We wake to see Elk streaming across the mountainsides, crossing fields of melting snow.  I climb back up that 1000 foot pile of rocks, and for the most part, the rest of the hike is downhill.

squeaks

We meet Squeaks as we descend the High Lonesome Trail from Devil’s Thumb.  She looks to be about 65 years old.  She’s a south-bound (SoBo) through-hiker backpacking from the Wyoming border to New Mexico.  We’ve met other NoBo through-hikers, Charge, and later Cloud Buster.  She tells us about the rough blow-down we’ll face on Knights Ridge Trail.  Blow down are dead trees, some Aspen but mostly Lodgepole Pine, that fall from strong winds and block the trail.  Squeaks also tells us about the three or four family members who have joined her for sections of her hike.  I figure her pack weighs forty pounds.  I mean, look at it.  No idea how she can do this.

Monarch Lake 1

Day two takes us below tree line, where we remain the rest of our hike.  The downhill direction and the oxygen that comes with each downward step help us to complete over twenty miles in twelve hours.  Cooling off at Monarch Lake helped as well.

Monarch Lake 2

Shortly after Monarch Lake, we stumble across the world’s smallest bar, the Red Dog Saloon.  The bartender Lee, qualifies his boast of the world’s smallest bar by excluding Malaysia, where he says they have smaller bars.  Rob and I polish off a six pack of ice-cold Ranger IPA, a Colorado brewed 6.5 ABV thirst-quencher.

Ranger IPA

Rob considers renting a teepee for the night, but I convince him there’s yet more hiking before night fall.

teepee

We end the night at the southern tip of Lake Grandby, on a sandy beach.  This is the view from my tent.

Lake Grandby

We start out day three earlier than the others, at 5:30, and hike the final stretch alongside Lake Grandby, the Colorado River, and Shadow Mountain Lake.  Much of this is down near the water, some miles are up in high mountain meadows.  On our first climb, we watch a moose take a bath in a marshy pond.  He shakes the water off like a dog, sending shock waves across the meadow from the force of his hooves.  The prettiest flowers in these meadows above the Colorado River are these Columbine.

Columbine

The headwaters to the Colorado River are dammed up to form a sizable lake, although the northern end flows like a river.  I refill my LifeStraw water bottle, given to me last Christmas by my sister-in-law Susan, at a point where we need to cross a creek streaming into the river.  This water bottle filters untreated water so that it is safe to drink.  Worked awesome for me.  At another creek crossing, either the water is too high or the bridge is washed away, so we cross over the top of a beaver dam.  One of our more dicey creek crossings.

East Shore TH

We complete the twelve remaining miles on day three at the East Shore Trailhead after six hours.  A total of 54 miles, 20 above tree line, and 31 hours spent on the trail.  We celebrate this truly epic hike at the Peak Brewpub in Winter Park.

Peak Brewpub

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Ellie’s Run

03 Sunday Jul 2016

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Karen and I were empty nesters for a week.  We know now how it feels. What to expect.  Now that Ellie is back, I know what to expect on our joint training plan too.  Three miles was too much for the first day.  Ellie was able to run two miles, running the first mile non-stop.  This will be a game of inches.

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Ellie’s camp counselor Emily, pinged photos to me every day that she was away at Coeur d’Alene.  That’s where this pic above comes from.  This pic below is what Ellie posted to her Instagram.  It says everything to me on what she found beautiful in the forests of Idaho.

lake at dawn

Unfortunately I have to travel on the 4th and 5th for work, so we won’t run again until Wednesday.  Ellie has dance practice though during that time so she’ll get in a bit of a workout.  Summer training has officially started.

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She Could Be a Dancer

25 Saturday Jun 2016

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dancer shoesEllie told me she intends to run Cross Country her freshman year at NHS.  Okay then.  I recall Brit telling me something similar ten years ago.  Long story short, Brit started out the season.  She ran some races.  Then she dropped out to perform in the school play.  The rest is history.  But I recall getting a shot at training Brit in preparation for joining a competitive team.  These high schools around Boulder County invented cross country.  I feel obligated to prepare Ellie this summer to avoid having her embarrass the family name in Colorado running circles.  Because really, this is all about me.

Ironically, I wasn’t in shape myself when I started to take Brit out on runs.  But even in my fattest of days, I could beat Brittany.  She would try out-kicking me at the end of long runs to say she beat me, after I just pushed her to complete 8 miles.  I got her up to 13 miles out on East Boulder Trail.  That water tower hill used to kick her ass.

I plan to start Ellie out with three milers.  We’ll stick to that and work our way up to five or six miles on daily runs.  Hopefully longer on weekends.  I’ll introduce her to the trails NHS will likely run on around Niwot.  I’ll prepare her as best I can.  I might lose a little conditioning myself if I shorten my runs, but I can afford to reduce the miles.  Or I can continue running after she’s done.  We won’t start until next weekend though since Ellie is off all week at Church Camp in Idaho.

I know the chances for Ellie to become a distance runner are as slim as Brit’s two stints in high school cross country.  Ellie started dance this year and has really taken to it.  Her first actual sport that she shows interest in.  Karen is of course happy because Karen was a dancer in both high school and college.  Technically, Karen is a still a dancer, teaching regular aerobics classes.  I’m going to take what this summer gives me though and try to make Ellie a runner.  She doesn’t have a distance runner’s body, but then neither do I.  My bone structure is too big and my legs aren’t very long.  I have decent sized calves, but that doesn’t necessarily contribute to distance running.  Few of us have perfect runner’s bodies, it comes down to what you like to do.  Where your interests lie.  Ellie is going to either be a dancer, or become a runner.  Maybe she’ll do it all.

I finally went for a massage to treat my lower back pain.  It’s been a problem since February.  I expected it to heal but it’s getting worse.  My massage therapist is Shannon Dunlap.  She’s as knowledgeable as any PT.  She confirmed my back is messed up, all wound up like a twisted pine.  As a result, my left leg is shorter than my right.  It’s always been the other way around.  Not that either leg is a different length, but these anomolies are caused by misaligned hips.  Pretty odd that they could reverse in terms of which is longer.  She helped alleviate the pain immensely, but it’s temporary.  Ultimately, I need to see a chiropractor.  That’s next on my list.  Felt really good today on a 12 mile run over the LoBo Trail.  Friday’s massage no doubt contributed.  Not sure what I’ll do Sunday.

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