Monday, November 6, 2017

Getting out of Town

Got the itch to take the trailer out midweek on Oct. 10th. Apparently, it was a wise choice because the temperatures soared that week. We had wanted to head further south but couldn't get in to the beach sites in South County, so we ended up at our stand-by beach campground - San Clemente State Beach.
I had received a hammock as a birthday gift, which was the first thing we set up after the trailer, of course. The hammock was soon occupied by some "homeless man".

Don't let this pic fool you tho - Steve's idea of fun always includes some kind of exercise: a walk, a hike, a bike ride. Me, I'm happy just plopping down in a beach chair. We had the whole beach to ourselves.
Evening sunsets were memorable.
Nature Encounter
and a stroll to the pier.
Came home and the heat wave was over. We started preparing for our DC/NYC trip and got out of town just in time to beat the next heat wave.



Adults Only Week-End 2017

Couple quick outings before our Visit with the Girls back East ...

The week-end of Sept. 21 we headed out to the river with our former co-workers at Disneyland from oh, maybe 40 years ago. How great is that to have friends hanging around so long?!
Two couples share a house along the river and have all the toys that go along with that lifestyle. We were able to ride Sea-dos, float on giant rafts and take a boat ride up to the river bar that provides boat parking right outside the bar. We had an entertaining afternoon taking the boat out to the sandbar and watching the guys attempt stand-up paddle board. Lost a hat and sunglasses in the process.
Bar B Q in the evening along with corn-hole and card games. I need a refresher on the new version of Golf that was called Baseball by this bunch. Lots of fun, food and fraternity!

This is the life!


 Windom had to sleep on the porch because he snores so loudly. Here is his alarm clock coming by to wake him up.
 Luke kept getting all the jokers; he will deny it, tho.
 What we mostly did....

Wednesday, September 27, 2017

San Francisco Sept. 2017 - Karen's Post

We have been planning this trip for years; well, maybe not planning, but certainly talking about and imagining it. My friend Betty, who is born and raised in So. Cal just like myself, had never been to San Francisco. Both our 40th wedding anniversaries were this year so we made the decision that this would be the excuse to finally get her there.
Betty, her husband John, Steve and I sat around one afternoon and booked our flights and hotel rooms. That, in and of itself, was an experience. Prices for rooms in SF are very expensive. We sat on all the sites like Trip Advisor, Kayak, etc. watching rooms get reserved right out from under us because we couldn't make a decision in time. We found a room in an old boutique hotel that was in our price range and seemed centrally located for us to play tourist.
One thing I don't like is when a group gets together and asks - 'what do you want to do?' with the response always ' I don't know, what do you want to do?' Hoping to prevent that scenario, I pulled out the map of the City and divided it into quadrants and listed possible things to see and do on each day. We prebooked a tour of Alcatraz and knew we wanted to ride bikes over the Golden Gate Bridge. Two days covered without even trying!
We arrived early Tuesday morning at SFO and took BART into town, dropped our bags at the hotel and hopped on a cable car to Chinatown.


We wandered around Chinatown, found lunch at one of the many restaurants then decided we had it in us to make our way to the top of Coit Tower.
If you have never been to Coit Tower, let me tell you, there are A Lot of steps and stairs involved! The view from the top was well worth the slog to the tower itself from the street and then the many steps to the top.
 We were pooped so we went back to the room for R and R. Dinner was Taco Tuesday at a neighborhood bar. The drinks were cheap and the food was good.
Wednesday was reserved for our ferry ride over to Alcatraz Island.



The tour is self-guided and we were able to wander around at our leisure. After the tour, we hoofed it to Fisherman's Wharf in search of clam chowder in a bread bowl. Betty found bread, that's for sure!



We Ubered back to the room before worrying about what we would do for dinner. Steve took a walk around the Marina district and checked out the Palace of Fine Arts. We would be going that way tomorrow.

Thursday was the day we were all looking forward to. We got up early for breakfast at the Buena Vista, famous for their Irish Coffee.While we were waiting for the Buena Vista to open, we popped next door to rent our bikes and it was a good thing we did that early because after breakfast there was a huge line that we avoided.
After a false start, that I am not allowed to elaborate on, we headed out to the bridge.
The weather was perfect, the sun was out and not too warm.
That's the scarf i bought for 3 Bucks in Chinatown!
Here I am reenacting a scene from the movie Vertigo. Great classic with Jimmy Stewart.
The bridge was more crowded than we had anticipated. People were walking on the wrong side of the bike path and not paying attention. We had to be very careful...
I love this picture of Betty! Makes me laugh every time! Sorry, Betty!
We got over to Sausalito without incident. Had lunch and rode around a little, checking out the million dollar homes and the houseboats that didn't quite look a million bucks. Time to hop on the ferry back to SF. We loaded the bikes on to the ferry and enjoyed another spectacular bay view.
That night we payed a visit to Betty's relative by marriage who bartends at a Japanese restaurant downtown in the financial district. The generosity of the staff overwhelmed us! First off, we were treated to our own specially concocted drink and then the food just kept on coming compliments of the house!
I ate sooo much! I was sooo full! It was wonderful!
This was our last night in SF and what a way to cap it off!
We never made it over to Golden Gate Park, but we all agreed we will save it for next time. Because, surely, there will be a next time! Betty and John were excellent traveling companions and we were all left wondering why we hadn't done this trip sooner!





Friday, August 18, 2017

Ragnar Trail Relay - West Virginia - Aug 11-12, 2017



RAGNAR TRAIL RELAY - WEST VIRGINIA

After a quick trip to Big Bear Lake in the local mountains of Southern California in early July, it was off to another Big Bear Lake in August. Tucked away in the upper northeast corner of West Virginia, just south of the Pennsylvania border and just west of the Maryland border, is Big Bear Lake Camplands, Bruceton Mills, WV. It is a sprawling private campground, and the site of this year’s Ragnar Trail Relay – Appalachians WV.




According to the Ragnar website, Ragnar was a wild and crazy Scandinavian king from the 9th century. The Ragnar organization expects its participants to tap into this legacy through its overnight trail run/camping/celebratory race events. This was my first involvement with an overnight team relay run, and I was looking forward to finding out what it was going to be like.

Since this is a team event, the first thing you have to do is get together a team. We were in the open mixed division, which required 8 team members and a volunteer (volunteers do not run – they are required to work a shift as part of the Ragnar race support staff). Stephanie and Stephen had just run the Richmond (VA) Ragnar in April, so they had some experience in this regard. They also had a few potential team members lined up.

However, lining up a team is kind of like herding cats. There are those who are truly committed from the start, those who are initially excited at the idea (but balk at the reality), and those who won’t sign on until the very end. And, there are those who fully intend to participate but, for various legitimate reasons, have to back out. Luckily for me, it was Stephanie and Stephen who dealt with the logistics of getting the team together, using their contacts in the northern Virginia area. We started the process in June and by early August we had 8 runners and 1 volunteer ready to go.

Here’s a brief overview of how the team trail run works: The race begins Friday morning and it ends late the following Saturday afternoon. The course consists of three separate trail loops, which are graded ‘green’ (easiest), ‘yellow’ (moderate), and ‘red’ (difficult). Each of the 8 runners on the team must run each of the 3 separate trail loops during that time period. This means there are 24 loops (each of the 8 runners completing 3 loops) per team and your team always has a runner out on the course. It also means that runners will run at least one, if not more, loops in the dark.

RUNNER
LOOP
1 – Steve
Green
2 – Stephen
Yellow
3 – Stephanie
Red
4 – Danielle
Green
5 – Kyleen
Yellow
6 – ‘ghost’ (Steve)
Red
7 – Luan
Green
8 – Deb
Yellow
1
Red
2
Green
3
Yellow
4
Red
5
Green
6  - (Danielle)
Yellow
7
Red
8
Green
1
Yellow
2
Red
3
Green
4
Yellow
5
Red
6 – (Jake)
Green
7
Yellow
8
Red


At our race, the green loop was 3.5 miles in distance with an elevation gain/loss of 427 feet, the yellow loop 4.6 miles with 579 ft. gain/loss, and red at 6.5 miles with 1050 ft. gain/loss (note: the scuttlebutt around camp was that the red loop was miscalculated for the first half of the race – it was really 7.5 miles – until it was corrected sometime late Friday night/early Saturday morning).

At a Ragnar Trail race, you camp out. Leading up to the start of the race, a small city of tents and canopies sprouts up as each team sets up their respective campsite. I’m guessing we had between 2500 to 3000 campers in the area. Each campsite is immediately adjacent to the next, so this provides ample opportunity to get to know the campers on either side of you. You bring your tent to a Ragnar race as a place to store your gear and to change your clothes – there is very little sleep involved. 



Stephanie and Stephen brought their EZ-up canopy with them and this served as the team gathering spot – where we sat around telling stories about our latest loop, sheltered ourselves from the occasional rain shower, and munched on snacks. All of our team tents were set up behind the canopy.

We were camped about a quarter mile from the Ragnar Village, which was made up of the transition area (where all the trail loops began and ended and where runners ending their loops transferred their timing belts to the team mate beginning the next loop), the dining tent, the food vendors, the running equipment vendors, the medical tent, portable toilets, the fire ring, the phone charging station, the filtered water station, and the outdoor movie theater. During the course of the weekend, we made countless trips back and forth between our campsite and the village.



Our team’s starting time was scheduled for 11:30am Friday morning. We managed to get our gear unloaded and our tents set up about 90 minutes before the start. I was assigned to be runner number 1, Stephen was number 2 and Stephanie was number 3. This meant I’d start with the green loop, then Stephen would run the yellow loop and Stephanie would run the red loop. There is a certain psychological comfort in running the red loop as your first loop, since the hardest loop comes when you’re at your most rested. For those starting on green or yellow, you get that edge of anticipation as you wait for the more difficult loops to come.

Shortly before we traveled to the race, we learned that one of our team mates would not be able to run. We had also picked up a team member just days before the start of the race when Kyleen (who is a friend of a friend of someone on the team) agreed to fill in for us. This left us with 7 runners and 1 volunteer. In order to complete all 24 loops, some of us would have to run more than our 3 loops. We decided to make runner number 6 be our ‘ghost’ runner and this slot is where the extra loops would get run. I volunteered to run the first ‘ghost’ slot, which turned out to be a red loop. 

My own red loop slot would come up two runners after that. The good news was that I’d get a preview of the most difficult loop while it was still light outside. The other side of that was I’d only have about 2 hours to rest before doing the red loop again, this time in the dark. Our number 4 runner, Danielle, volunteered to run the second ‘ghost’ slot, which was the yellow loop. She would have an even shorter time between loops, with only one runner between her slots – each of these loops would also be in the middle of the night. We left the question of who would run the final ‘ghost’ loop (which would be green) until later.

At 11:30am on Friday, I took off on the green loop. Because several other teams were starting their first loop at the same time, there was quite a crowd on the trail for the first mile or so. At approximately 2500 feet of elevation, the temperature was a little cooler than down in the flatlands. The weather forecast called for scattered thundershowers with temperatures in the high 70’s. This was very pleasant for the east coast crowd, but I found it to be quite humid, especially compared to what we usually have in Southern California. It didn’t take long to become completely soaked in sweat.

The green loop trail was described as the easiest trail and I suppose that was because the distance and elevation change was lower than the other loops. However the single track portions of the trail were quite rocky and wet, particularly in places where we ran along or within stream/drainage beds. The trail was largely within the forest canopy, which magnified the effects of the humidity. I was taken with how green everything is in this part of the country, and the green loop was definitely green. 

I found this to be a relatively difficult loop due to the slippery and jagged trail surface. In fact, I took a spill at about mile 2 when I took my eyes off the trail for a moment. Like any proud (and, embarrassed) runner, I quickly bounced up, dusted off, looked around to see if anyone saw the fall, and continued along no worse for the wear. All three loops converged at about a half mile out from the finish line (site of the transition station) and at about a quarter mile from the finish there was a timing mat. 

As soon as you crossed the timing mat, your team number flashed up on computer display screens set up in the village area. This was the cue for the next runner on your team to get to the transition area to start the next loop. The last quarter mile ran through a section of runner’s campsites, so there was always an enthusiastic cheering section (night and day) when you came to the end. As runners finished our loops, we ran up a ramp onto a pedestrian overpass, and down into the transition area. This is where we would come to cheer on our team mates. I finished my first loop, Stephen took off on his, and I went back to camp for some water and lunch.

It was just before 6:00pm when my next loop came up (the first of my two reds) and it was plenty warm and humid for this California boy. The red loop was a narrow single track trail for the most part. The trail surface was a mix of uneven moss-covered rocks and numerous tree roots alternating with jagged rocks. Most of the elevation loss was in the first 2 miles and the bulk of the elevation gain was in the last 4.5 miles. There were several little downhill sections where you really had to be careful with your footing. The forest was beautiful, but you didn’t have much time for sight-seeing on these gnarly trails. Scattered light rain and lots of colorful mushrooms on the forest floor reminded me of the humidity as I ran up and down the hills. 



I found the footing on the red loop to be easier than on the green loop. I was making pretty good time until about mile 5.5, when I again took a dive. This time, it was in a section of the trail that was covered in a soft loamy surface (although with rocks just below the surface) so that it was like falling into a gentle pile of fertilizer. Although no one else saw me fall, I could not rid myself of the evidence since my sweaty body was covered with debris from the trail. This preview of the red loop was very useful to me, knowing that I’d be running it again within the next two hours in the darkness. I also vowed to pay closer attention to where my feet were going when I ran my next two loops. I finished my first red at around 7:15pm.



After a quick light meal and rehydration, it was already nearly time for my next red loop. At about 9:00pm I lined up to start my first night time run. Although I’d just run the loop a couple of hours earlier, I was still entering uncharted territory:  I don’t usually run trails at night, and I don’t usually run multiple segments so close together. I felt pretty rested, even though I’d been on my feet almost the entire day, between running and cheering on our team mates.

I used a headlamp and a hand-held flashlight and I’m glad I did. The combination of lights really helped show the contours of the trail surface. Lots of runners had very elaborate LED vests, tail lights, headlamps and other reflective gear. When I came upon them in the dark it was quite striking. There were sections of the trail where you could look up ahead and see several tiny lights blinking in among the trees as runners went up and over hills and ridges. The red loop was wetter and more slippery the second time around, and I took it much more slowly on the downhill sections. This, combined with darkness and a little bit of trail fatigue, added about 15 minutes to my overall time. By the time I rolled into the transition area, it was getting close to 10:30pm and I was looking forward to dinner and some rest.

Ragnar provided dinner for us Friday night and Stephanie picked up the grilled chicken, green bean, mac & cheese, cornbread feast and left it in a cooler for me at the campsite. By the time I cooled down and dried off (you never really dry off completely in the humidity), I sat down at about 11:00pm to a nice cold dinner in the dark – it tasted great! Most of our team was either trying to get some sleep in their tents, or waiting to start their next loop, so the campsite was pretty quiet – although there was always a general buzz of activity all through the night throughout the tent areas with runners constantly arriving and/or departing. I switched into some dry clothes and climbed into my tent to see if I could sleep for awhile.

The first thing I noticed when I bent down to get into the tent was that my calves wanted to seize up on me. Even though I’d stayed pretty well hydrated throughout the day, my muscles were feeling the effects of so many trail miles in such a short span of time. This made the task of removing my shoes and socks a lot more difficult than it should have been. The next thing I noticed was that once I cooled down, it was starting to feel downright cold as my metabolism began to slow into rest mode. I was glad Stephanie let me use her sleeping bag. Under other circumstances, it would have been too warm to use a bag in those temperatures. After about an hour, I could move around without my legs feeling like they would spasm. I never did get to sleep, but I managed to get plenty of rest.

During our stay, the annual Perseid Meteor Showers were taking place. Stephanie and Stephen reported that they’d seen several meteors while waiting for their night time running slots. Sadly, the only flashing lights I saw were when I stood up too quickly from tying my shoes.



The night time strategy for the team was to have an incoming runner wake you up in time for your next run. This usually meant the runner who woke you was the one who was two slots ahead of you. Our plan was to have Luan wake me when she came back from her red loop at about 5:00am. I woke up at about 4:30am on my own and got into my running gear for my final loop. When I climbed out of the tent, there was no one awake in our campsite. I wasn’t sure who was out on the trail, so I walked into the village to see if any of our team was there. I didn’t see anyone, so I decided to use the charging station to get my phone up to speed again. I sat around the fire ring for about an hour, periodically checking the computer displays to see if our runner was coming in. 

When I went back to the camp just before 6:00am, one of our camping neighbors told me that Stephanie had asked Luan (who had somehow returned to camp without me seeing her) if she’d awakened me. When Luan remembered she had not done so, she and Stephanie stood outside my tent calling for me to wake up. When I did not answer, they went into the tent and discovered me gone! Since it was dark and no one had seen me, there was some concern about what had happened (an alien abduction could not be completely ruled out) and about whether we’d have someone ready to run the next leg.

After a good laugh, I made my way back to the village and ran into Deb, who had just finished her green loop. I ran to the transition area, put on the timing belt and headed out for the yellow loop. The sun was just below the horizon when I started, so I did not need a headlamp. The yellow loop was probably the most scenic loop. The trail surface was really quite smooth and this made the elevation changes much easier to handle, especially the downhill sections. The morning light coming through the trees, the fern meadows, and the morning mist made this a nice loop to finish up on. If this had been my first loop, it could have easily been my fastest loop. As it turned out, there was not the same spring in my step on this loop. It was also surprising to me how humid it could be at this time of the morning. Nevertheless, I sailed through the yellow loop and gladly handed the timing belt to Stephen in the transition area.



Back at the campsite, it was time for some rehydration and some food. One of our camping neighbors was trying to get rid of extra hamburgers and beer and a couple of us gladly agreed to help him out. After Stephen and Stephanie finished their last loops, we did some camp clean up while our last runners were out on the course. In the meantime, our volunteer, Jake, agreed to run the third ‘ghost’ loop (green). This really helped out the team since by that time there was not a lot of enthusiasm from the rest of the team for running an extra loop.

For those of us who had finished all our loops, we spent the remainder of the late morning and afternoon eating, drinking, talking, and even a little bit of ukulele playing, until it got close to the time for our final runner to complete her loop.






When Deb crossed the quarter mile timing mat, our whole team gathered along the trail near the pedestrian overpass and finished as a group with her as she entered the transition area 29 hours and 41 minutes after we began our first loop. We posed for some team photos, picked up our finisher medals, swapped a few stories about our loops and jumped into our cars to head home.




I’ll rate this experience a 10 out of 10. Although some of our team members knew each other before the race, others of us were meeting each other for the first time. Through the shared experience of the camping and the running we built up good camaraderie within a very brief span of time. Yes, I’d do it again!



POST-RAGNAR BICYCLE TOUR OF THE NATIONAL MALL and TRAVELS WITH EOTH

When we got back from the Ragnar on Saturday night, Alison and Andrew met us in Herndon with a delicious take-out Italian meal. After eating, Stephanie handed me off to Alison and Andrew and we drove back to their house for a quick visit. 

The next morning while Andrew golfed, Alison and I jumped on the bicycles and rode over to the National Mall for some sight-seeing. The Arlington/D.C. area is a pretty bicycle-friendly area and it’s relatively easy to avoid motor vehicle traffic. We hit the cafeteria at the Native American museum for a great lunch and then headed over to the National Art Gallery rooftop for a view of the surrounding area. We had a great ride up the bicycle lane that runs up the center of Pennsylvania Avenue, which has a nice view of the Capitol Dome as you head up the street. After a nice climb up the hills near the Netherlands Carillon, we were ready for a cool beer. 



Later that night, I got to join Alison, Andrew and several of their friends for a barbeque, some ukulele playing and a viewing of the latest Game of Thrones episode. The next morning, Andrew dropped me off at the Metro station and I took the silver line out to Reston, where Stephanie and Stephen picked me up.

I got to tag along with them as they went through a typical work day on their non-profit, EOTH (Eye Of The Heart). This included visiting a metal reclaiming site, a personal organizing client and dog-sitting.

The next day, we visited the Steven F. Udvar-Hazy National Air and Space Museum (Smithsonian) in Fairfax County. Stephen had arranged for one of his clients/friends to meet us there for a guided tour. Richard and Kathy are the friends, and Richard worked in security at the museum from 2003 until his recent retirement. We spent a few hours touring the museum and had a great time.

Next trip:  40th Wedding Anniversary Trip to San Francisco