After spending a week or so training back at home and after a great weekend down in the San Juans with my conservation corps buddy Brad Knipper and Jess it was finally time for my first adventure in the Wasatch Mountains. I have spent months of my life guiding trips in the Uinta Mountains in Utah but had never been to the Wasatch so I wasn't sure what I was in for. The smooth granite cliffs, waterfalls and top-notch wildflowers blew me away and the two days before the race I enjoyed a little shake-out run to Cecret Lake where I found a spot away from the wedding photographers and crowds to just sit for hours enjoying the alpine, and getting a few more moments at altitude. My parents arrived on Friday and I headed to bed early in the hotel room while they went out for dinner. I don't know if it was pre-race jitters or the endless barrage of fireworks that went off until 2 am, but I only managed to get ~3 hours of sleep before I was up, eating oatmeal and donning my race kit. I drove to Snowbird early and checked in right at 5am. The race didn't start until 6:30 so I set up the back of my car and took a quick 45 minute nap to try and make up for the night before. By 6 am my parents were at the starting line, Karl had us chant that we would not trample any meadows and the countdown was on.
The Roadtripping: Wanting to waste no time, and to avoid the 100 degree heat in Grand Junction we were back in the car with running gear, climbing gear, mountain bikes and the mountaineering kit headed for Washington and the Cascade volcanoes one day after getting back from Idaho. The plan was to brush off our … Continue reading Roadtripping and Redemption