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Friday, May 08, 2015
Yet another new spot
I was excited to find another new branch off of the trails that I've been exploring in recent weeks, this one a vague track heading up onto state land from the snowmobile/ATV trailhead east of town about three miles. I'd never noticed it before, and today I only stuck with it to about the three-mile spot (not wanting to overdo it ... more on that in a minute). "Two roads diverged in a wood, and I — I took the one less traveled by." It's too early to say whether that choice made any difference, much less all of it. Even so, what I like about it — and the area south of town where I ran yesterday — is that it gives me a good aerobic workout close to town. I like that for training purposes, as well as for sheer interest.
It's uphill on the outbound half (I rose 600 feet in about a mile), and it appears to go farther uphill from the spot where I turned around. It may even get to the ridge top, which would be great. I harken back to the best shape I ever achieved, and that was right at the end of my 10 years in Missoula, where I could run up mountains every day. We took a two-month trip, then moved to the prairie and I never regained that kind of condition. True, it was more than 30 years ago, but I'm feeling good about my prospects here now that I'm again living in the mountains and running in earnest. We shall see!
Not wanting to overdo it, I cut it off at 3 miles outbound. My reason is related to the weather forecast: a little wet and chilly tomorrow (a short "loosen up" run), but sunny and warmer on Sunday, when I hope to return to the Continental Divide north of Rogers Pass. If I can get all the way to Nora Mountain, it'll be a 9 miler with lots of vertical.
This is shot from the same spot as the first picture, but I did a quarter turn to the south. This would be looking straight across the Blackfoot toward Stemple Pass and, in there somewhere, Crater Mountain.
On the way down, I spotted this bit of deer remains. I didn't do like my Out There With Tom friend and get a picture of me holding the carcass, but I was struck by the similarity. This is, by the way, the same area in which I saw (and photographed) a sizable herd of elk this past winter. I haven't seen them for a month or so.
It was cold again this morning, but warmed up quickly. This makes dressing problematical — I have to put on some kind of jacket and hat for the beginning (27) but could be running in shorts and shirt by the end (47).
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