Grays and Torreys
07/29/10
12.5 miles/5,600 vertical
Partners: Nate Bahrenburg, Dan England
For my weekly installment of 14er running, Nate and I, along with Dan headed up to Grays and Torreys. Both Nate and Dan are preparing for their first Pikes Peak Ascent. After an enjoyable drive getting to know Dan and talking about mountains and twins/kids (Dan has twin girls), Nate dropped me off in Bakerville and I got running at 7:22am as he and Dan continued on to the summer trailhead.
After some recent lackluster training runs in the mountains, I was not sure what to expect today and certainly did not have my hopes up for a great run, I just figured I would take it one step at a time and see how the run would unfold with no real expectations. I left the heart rate monitor at home and figured I would time my run, but not really get too focused on splits and just enjoy the day.
I felt good, but not great running up the road and just enjoyed the warming up process. The air was cool, but not cold and I was thankful that the sky was overcast, perfect running conditions. I was having recollections of our run 2 years ago, where Justin and I started off WAY too fast and was in no danger of doing that again today. I reached the TH in 30:58, stashed some bottles and was on the far side of the bridge at 31:30, feeling much stronger than 2 years ago and ready to up the tempo a bit on the upper half. The trail was quite wet from recent rains which required some puddle and creek dodging, but it was actually kind of fun. My feet were moving quick and accurate, I felt great and was moving toward that level of bliss that can only be achieved on those perfect days when everything comes together.
Eventually, I caught and passed Dan beyond the Kelso cutoff, then Nate, not too long after. The trail steepened and instead of trying to fight it, I just leaned over and settled into a good power hike. Occasionally I ran, but was concentrating on shifting gears frequently, keeping as efficient as possible.
As always, the watch sped up with altitude and I was not entirely sure where I would end up. It seemed more and more likely that I might be able to sneak in under 1:30, but it all just seemed too good to be true. I dug in over the final ~500 vertical and hit the summit in 1:29:29, a full 4:03 faster than my run with Justin 2 years ago. It all just felt too easy. I am inclined to say I could have pushed harder, maybe at times, but I’m not sure pushing harder would have led to running a faster ascent. I paced myself really smart today, conditions were perfect and my head was in exactly the right place. If only every day could be like today.
I’m trying not to put too much stock in what I did today, just like I try to not let a bad day get me too down either. It is what it is, but it sure does feel good!
Oh yeah, the rest of the day….. I waited on the summit of Grays for Nate, who was not too far back. We hung out waiting for Dan, who we still could not see and decided to head over to Torreys without him. I went fast, but was not really knocking myself out and made it to Torreys in a few seconds over 16, waited a few minutes for Nate and we headed back down to the saddle, where we bumped into Dan. He did not want to hold us up and decided to bail on Torreys, but we encouraged him to go for it, as we were not in any hurry. Nate and I decided to wait for him at the car, then wait at the saddle, then before we knew it, we simultaneously decided to accompany Dan back up Torreys. From there on it was very casual, conversational pace hiking up and running down (maybe just under an hour back to the TH? I did not really look).
Splits:
Bakerville: 0:00
Far side of bridge at summer TH: 31:30
Grays Summit: 1:29:29 (57:59 split from summer TH to Grays)
Grays to Torreys: 16
Sierra
Sierra
Thursday, July 29, 2010
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
Tuesday, 07/27/10 Green Mountain
Up Gregory/Ranger 41:44
Down Greenman/Saddle/Amphi ~25
It was pouring rain when I left work and was hoping it would continue. It had rained hard in Boulder it appeared, but was tapering off when I started at 4:08pm. Before long, the sun was burning through the clouds and it was warming, but probably only into the 70's (up from 66 when I started), a nice surprise, as it must have been in the mid 90's when I stepped outside at lunch. Went super easy on the up and down, just light jogging and some hiking really.
Down Greenman/Saddle/Amphi ~25
It was pouring rain when I left work and was hoping it would continue. It had rained hard in Boulder it appeared, but was tapering off when I started at 4:08pm. Before long, the sun was burning through the clouds and it was warming, but probably only into the 70's (up from 66 when I started), a nice surprise, as it must have been in the mid 90's when I stepped outside at lunch. Went super easy on the up and down, just light jogging and some hiking really.
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
Monday, 07/26/10 Bear Peak
Up/Down Fern Canyon
Started from Cragmoor at ~6:10pm. It was very warm, bordering on hot, mellow to moderate pace the entire way. Surprisingly enjoyable despite the heat.
42 up/25 down
Started from Cragmoor at ~6:10pm. It was very warm, bordering on hot, mellow to moderate pace the entire way. Surprisingly enjoyable despite the heat.
42 up/25 down
Monday, July 26, 2010
Sunday, 07/25/10 Green Mountain
Up Gregory/Ranger 37:55 (avg HR 169/180 max)
Down Greenman/Saddle/Amphi: 25
Started off easy at 4:09pm, with no intentions of pushing whatsoever, as it was very hot and I have been sluggish as of late. To my great surprise though, even with the heat, my easy effort was producing decent splits. I passed the cabin in 16:27 and upped the effort a bit, made the 4 way in low 34:1? and pushed a bit to the top (but faded and powerhiked most of the steep stuff). HR was a little high for the finish time, but I was satisfied with my effort given the heat and relative lack of effort (at least in the early part).
Down Greenman/Saddle/Amphi: 25
Started off easy at 4:09pm, with no intentions of pushing whatsoever, as it was very hot and I have been sluggish as of late. To my great surprise though, even with the heat, my easy effort was producing decent splits. I passed the cabin in 16:27 and upped the effort a bit, made the 4 way in low 34:1? and pushed a bit to the top (but faded and powerhiked most of the steep stuff). HR was a little high for the finish time, but I was satisfied with my effort given the heat and relative lack of effort (at least in the early part).
Sunday, July 25, 2010
Friday, 07/23/10 Shrine Mountain (11,888)
This was easily the most enjoyable and fulfilling day I have had so far this summer and it did not involve running a step. Allison, Sierra and I, along with our friend Jack, who is a longtime professional outdoor photographer (John Fielder type) drove up to Shrine Pass (above Vail Pass) for a casual hike to check out the famed wildflowers that we have heard Jack rave about for years.
The hike was short (~5 miles/800 vertical) and we went very casual, as Allison is now 6 months pregnant and Jack is over 70 with a rebuilt hip. I was more than fine with the casual pace, as the wildflowers were absolutely out of control and I would not have gone much faster on my own, as I was so busy snapping photos. Sierra really seemed to like it too, as she was going absolutely nutty running around through the willows, flower and tall grass. So much fun. I'll let the photos tell the rest of the story.
The hike was short (~5 miles/800 vertical) and we went very casual, as Allison is now 6 months pregnant and Jack is over 70 with a rebuilt hip. I was more than fine with the casual pace, as the wildflowers were absolutely out of control and I would not have gone much faster on my own, as I was so busy snapping photos. Sierra really seemed to like it too, as she was going absolutely nutty running around through the willows, flower and tall grass. So much fun. I'll let the photos tell the rest of the story.
Thursday, 07/22/10 Pikes Peak
Another training run on Pikes in the books with Nate. While running up Pikes, I had a several thousand word blog post scripted in my mind, but the days since have been too busy for me to sit at a computer for more than a few minutes and I have forgotten most of it since (but the resounding theme above Barr Camp was "the pace calculator is BULLSHIT!").
I knew before I started running that my legs were not feeling great. Odd, as I only ran Green twice during the week, somewhat easy or moderate at most, vs. 4 or 5 times before my previous run up Pikes where my legs felt great.
I started at 6:55am and felt clunky right away. My plan for the day was to stick to splits for 2:46:10 (PR) the best I could and I hoped to push a bit beyond, as my 2:57 the week prior felt very relaxed and reserved. I pushed hard and my HR monitor was showing the added effort, about 5-10 bpm faster than last week on average, but the effort seemed exponentially greater. I hit the top of the W's in 33:07, about 9 seconds slower than last trip, but it seemed like soooo much more work.
Only slightly deterred, I pressed on, hitting No Name in 48:48, which was about on par with last week, but still, the effort felt too high. Hoping I could at least maintain, I continued pushing, but I got to Barr Camp in 1:25:??, roughly a minute behind now. I lost another 2 minutes by the Bottomless Pit switchback and even then felt like I was at my limit. I then gave up and walked. A minute or two of this though, I was annoyed and started fighting again with renewed vigor. Then I blew and walked again. I repeated this process all the way to the 2 to go sign and realized that pushing myself was only going to dig me deeper into a hole long term.
It seems that for the last 4-6 weeks (or more), my performance has been very flat and my willingness to dig deep has been minimal at best. Between lack of sleep, planning for twins, long work days, hot summer temps, keeping up with the Tour, stress at work, on top of running mountains has been wearing me thin. I often times feel this way, but it typically only happens maybe one day every other week or so and a day off, or easy days cures all, but this time it seems to be running a little deeper. Even a few days in a row does very little to help. Hopefully I can turn things around soon, as Aug. 21st is closing in quickly.
Oh yeah, I made the top in an abysmal 3:09:49 (avg HR 167/max 179). Ouch.
I knew before I started running that my legs were not feeling great. Odd, as I only ran Green twice during the week, somewhat easy or moderate at most, vs. 4 or 5 times before my previous run up Pikes where my legs felt great.
I started at 6:55am and felt clunky right away. My plan for the day was to stick to splits for 2:46:10 (PR) the best I could and I hoped to push a bit beyond, as my 2:57 the week prior felt very relaxed and reserved. I pushed hard and my HR monitor was showing the added effort, about 5-10 bpm faster than last week on average, but the effort seemed exponentially greater. I hit the top of the W's in 33:07, about 9 seconds slower than last trip, but it seemed like soooo much more work.
Only slightly deterred, I pressed on, hitting No Name in 48:48, which was about on par with last week, but still, the effort felt too high. Hoping I could at least maintain, I continued pushing, but I got to Barr Camp in 1:25:??, roughly a minute behind now. I lost another 2 minutes by the Bottomless Pit switchback and even then felt like I was at my limit. I then gave up and walked. A minute or two of this though, I was annoyed and started fighting again with renewed vigor. Then I blew and walked again. I repeated this process all the way to the 2 to go sign and realized that pushing myself was only going to dig me deeper into a hole long term.
It seems that for the last 4-6 weeks (or more), my performance has been very flat and my willingness to dig deep has been minimal at best. Between lack of sleep, planning for twins, long work days, hot summer temps, keeping up with the Tour, stress at work, on top of running mountains has been wearing me thin. I often times feel this way, but it typically only happens maybe one day every other week or so and a day off, or easy days cures all, but this time it seems to be running a little deeper. Even a few days in a row does very little to help. Hopefully I can turn things around soon, as Aug. 21st is closing in quickly.
Oh yeah, I made the top in an abysmal 3:09:49 (avg HR 167/max 179). Ouch.
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
Tuesday, 07/20/10 Green Mountain
Up Gregory/Ranger: 37:39 ahr 166/mhr 179
Down Front: 22:28 ahr 144/mhr 160
Felt better this morning (5:45am start), pushed the intensity up a bit, felt like the high side of moderate/low side of hard, but a bit labored for the meager time.
The down was a snap, my feet felt accurate and spot on, a stark contrast to yesterday where I felt stumbly and like I may as well just hike down.
Down Front: 22:28 ahr 144/mhr 160
Felt better this morning (5:45am start), pushed the intensity up a bit, felt like the high side of moderate/low side of hard, but a bit labored for the meager time.
The down was a snap, my feet felt accurate and spot on, a stark contrast to yesterday where I felt stumbly and like I may as well just hike down.
Monday, 07/19/10 Green Mountain
Up Gregory/Ranger: 40:50 AHR 147/MHR 166
Down Front: 26:33 AHR 118
Tired and not too into it at 5:30am. Easy effort.
Down Front: 26:33 AHR 118
Tired and not too into it at 5:30am. Easy effort.
Sunday, July 18, 2010
Friday, 07/16/10 Pikes Peak
Pikes Peak (14,110)
07/16/10
PPA Course from Manitou Springs
13.32 miles/7815 vertical feet
2:57:41
Partner: Nate B
Nate and I started running at 6:55am from the imaginary start line at Memorial Park. The streets were relatively quiet and serene and I was feeling very casual and relaxed, occasionally contrasting this in my mind to the nerves and anxiety that I typically feel on race day. I did not really have a specific goal in mind, other than to practice pacing and keep track of splits along the way and work on not pushing too hard below Barr Camp. Knowing long in advance that this was my plan, I stupidly forgot to do any homework on this (or did not feel like it, I can’t remember which). Oh well, I have run the course enough times and had a general idea. I planned to get to Barr Camp in ~1:23 and then hoped to be able to push a little harder than normal over the second half. As the route got steep on the upper part of Ruxton, I resisted the temptation to stride it out and just geared down with short and quick steps.
I knew I was feeling great and had visions of running a PR and was itching to just gun it, but I stuck to my plan and kept a careful eye on my heart rate monitor, keeping it in the low to mid 160’s range. It is amazing how much my perceptions can vary from day to day. A HR in the 160’s is a transitional zone for me, that, depending on the day, can be the upper edge of conversational pace, all the way to it feeling like I am about to blow a valve. On the first half of this run, it truly felt like EASY conversational pace and felt moderate on the upper half.
Up and up I went, taking note of how quickly Manitou seems to drop away beneath my feet. It was shaping up to be a hot day and the sun was shining very strong. I was wishing it were cooler, but knew that I would appreciate the relative warmth above tree line. At one point, heading up through the W’s, I came to a narrow constriction in the trail at the same time as another “runner” (more like a person running down the hill from the top of the incline). He paused, as if to let me through, which I gladly did, as I was not keen to stop, or scamper up on the rocks to the right. He then decided to barge through at the same time, bumping shoulders and then had the nerve to say in a smart ass tone “Hellllooooo”. Nice. I wanted to stop and get into it, but I was there to run the peak, not give some yayhoo lessons in trail etiquette.
My splits seemed to be on target, or perhaps a touch ahead, so I was sure I would get to Barr Camp in good time, but I always under-estimate the last ~1/2 mile to Barr Camp that seems to stretch on longer than I remember. Going through Barr Camp, I was surprised at the buzz going on there, huge crowds of people after a relatively quiet previous several miles. From Barr Camp on toward the summit, there were numerous groups of people, most with overnight packs, spread out, who all seemed to be loosely associated with one another (turns out it was some corporate retreat). My legs and breathing felt great and I was moving well, but still not pushing, just keeping the same effort as I had been all along, but as always, the cumulative fatigue was starting to build a bit.
Above A-Frame, I was still running all but the occasional and singular rock step, but knew that my splits were starting to fall behind. After the 2 to go sign, I walked a few short sections, but mostly ran and I was thinking that I should dig a little deeper to try and bring it around, but I was absolutely content sticking with the moderate and steady pace. The entire run felt very controlled and somewhat easy, except for the final mile that hurt as always. I alternated between speed hiking/token jogging and was relieved to tag the top.
I jogged over to the true summit (satisfying my inner mountaineer), then headed in to buy some food while I waited for Nate to summit. I sat at a nice booth with a view and took off my shoe to retrieve the $10 bill I had just stuffed under my insole 3 hours prior. To my disbelief, it was nowhere to be found. Hmmm…., must be in the other shoe. Nope. Where could it have gone? I tore both of my shoes apart, alternating between one shoe, then the other, then looked all over on the floor, then back to my shoes, back to the floor. I was absolutely stumped. I put my insoles back in, then re-laced my shoes and retraced my steps, across the gift shop, to the bathroom, out to the true summit, then down the Barr Trail for a few switchbacks, but it was nowhere to be found. Oh well, hopefully the gift to the mountain gods brings me good Karma on future outings.
Once Nate arrived, we headed out to the lot to bum a ride back down. Individually, we would have gotten rides immediately, but it was tough finding a car with 2 empty seats. Just as we were about to give up on riding together, we scored a ride with a retired cop here on vacation with 3 empty seats in his rental car and we were thankful for the ride. I have often thought it would be fun to do a “Justin-esque” knock off of his “Jared’s People” series about the people I hitch rides from down Pikes. Every single time, even after subtle hints about the brake check station at Glen Cove, my flatlander chauffeur scores a 400+ degree brake check that warrants a painfully long layover in front of the gold panning trough.
Though not one of my better ascent times, I was happy with the practice and workout it provided and felt it to be reasonable given the moderate effort. I look at it as one of many small step toward a loftier goal.
Splits:
Top of W’s: 32:58
No Name: 48:??
Barr: 1:24:??
Bottomless Pit: (I paid close attention at the time, but now I forget, I think 1:38ish?)
A-Frame: 2:02
1 to go: 2:38ish
Summit: 2:57:41 (avg. HR 165/max 175)
07/16/10
PPA Course from Manitou Springs
13.32 miles/7815 vertical feet
2:57:41
Partner: Nate B
Nate and I started running at 6:55am from the imaginary start line at Memorial Park. The streets were relatively quiet and serene and I was feeling very casual and relaxed, occasionally contrasting this in my mind to the nerves and anxiety that I typically feel on race day. I did not really have a specific goal in mind, other than to practice pacing and keep track of splits along the way and work on not pushing too hard below Barr Camp. Knowing long in advance that this was my plan, I stupidly forgot to do any homework on this (or did not feel like it, I can’t remember which). Oh well, I have run the course enough times and had a general idea. I planned to get to Barr Camp in ~1:23 and then hoped to be able to push a little harder than normal over the second half. As the route got steep on the upper part of Ruxton, I resisted the temptation to stride it out and just geared down with short and quick steps.
I knew I was feeling great and had visions of running a PR and was itching to just gun it, but I stuck to my plan and kept a careful eye on my heart rate monitor, keeping it in the low to mid 160’s range. It is amazing how much my perceptions can vary from day to day. A HR in the 160’s is a transitional zone for me, that, depending on the day, can be the upper edge of conversational pace, all the way to it feeling like I am about to blow a valve. On the first half of this run, it truly felt like EASY conversational pace and felt moderate on the upper half.
Up and up I went, taking note of how quickly Manitou seems to drop away beneath my feet. It was shaping up to be a hot day and the sun was shining very strong. I was wishing it were cooler, but knew that I would appreciate the relative warmth above tree line. At one point, heading up through the W’s, I came to a narrow constriction in the trail at the same time as another “runner” (more like a person running down the hill from the top of the incline). He paused, as if to let me through, which I gladly did, as I was not keen to stop, or scamper up on the rocks to the right. He then decided to barge through at the same time, bumping shoulders and then had the nerve to say in a smart ass tone “Hellllooooo”. Nice. I wanted to stop and get into it, but I was there to run the peak, not give some yayhoo lessons in trail etiquette.
My splits seemed to be on target, or perhaps a touch ahead, so I was sure I would get to Barr Camp in good time, but I always under-estimate the last ~1/2 mile to Barr Camp that seems to stretch on longer than I remember. Going through Barr Camp, I was surprised at the buzz going on there, huge crowds of people after a relatively quiet previous several miles. From Barr Camp on toward the summit, there were numerous groups of people, most with overnight packs, spread out, who all seemed to be loosely associated with one another (turns out it was some corporate retreat). My legs and breathing felt great and I was moving well, but still not pushing, just keeping the same effort as I had been all along, but as always, the cumulative fatigue was starting to build a bit.
Above A-Frame, I was still running all but the occasional and singular rock step, but knew that my splits were starting to fall behind. After the 2 to go sign, I walked a few short sections, but mostly ran and I was thinking that I should dig a little deeper to try and bring it around, but I was absolutely content sticking with the moderate and steady pace. The entire run felt very controlled and somewhat easy, except for the final mile that hurt as always. I alternated between speed hiking/token jogging and was relieved to tag the top.
I jogged over to the true summit (satisfying my inner mountaineer), then headed in to buy some food while I waited for Nate to summit. I sat at a nice booth with a view and took off my shoe to retrieve the $10 bill I had just stuffed under my insole 3 hours prior. To my disbelief, it was nowhere to be found. Hmmm…., must be in the other shoe. Nope. Where could it have gone? I tore both of my shoes apart, alternating between one shoe, then the other, then looked all over on the floor, then back to my shoes, back to the floor. I was absolutely stumped. I put my insoles back in, then re-laced my shoes and retraced my steps, across the gift shop, to the bathroom, out to the true summit, then down the Barr Trail for a few switchbacks, but it was nowhere to be found. Oh well, hopefully the gift to the mountain gods brings me good Karma on future outings.
Once Nate arrived, we headed out to the lot to bum a ride back down. Individually, we would have gotten rides immediately, but it was tough finding a car with 2 empty seats. Just as we were about to give up on riding together, we scored a ride with a retired cop here on vacation with 3 empty seats in his rental car and we were thankful for the ride. I have often thought it would be fun to do a “Justin-esque” knock off of his “Jared’s People” series about the people I hitch rides from down Pikes. Every single time, even after subtle hints about the brake check station at Glen Cove, my flatlander chauffeur scores a 400+ degree brake check that warrants a painfully long layover in front of the gold panning trough.
Though not one of my better ascent times, I was happy with the practice and workout it provided and felt it to be reasonable given the moderate effort. I look at it as one of many small step toward a loftier goal.
Splits:
Top of W’s: 32:58
No Name: 48:??
Barr: 1:24:??
Bottomless Pit: (I paid close attention at the time, but now I forget, I think 1:38ish?)
A-Frame: 2:02
1 to go: 2:38ish
Summit: 2:57:41 (avg. HR 165/max 175)
Thursday, July 15, 2010
Thursday, 07/15/10 Green Mountain
Very casual with Sierra, up/down Gregory/Ranger. It was warming up quickly which slowed her a bunch, plus we stopped often for water to avoid any overheating.
47:39 up (136 avg HR)
~30+?? down
47:39 up (136 avg HR)
~30+?? down
Wednesday, July 14, 2010
Wednesday, 07/14/10 Green Mountain
Met GZ at Chautauqua at 5:30am, ran up Gregory/Long Canyon, West Ridge to the summit of Green. Bumped into the Ryan Cooper group at the top. Ran down Greenman/Saddle/Amphi. Run was kept casual/conversational. As always, it was great to catch up with George, lot's to talk about and his positive attitude and encouragement is always uplifting.
Up in 59:??
Down in ~32
Up in 59:??
Down in ~32
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
Tuesday, 07/13/10 Green Mountain
Up/down Amphi/Saddle/Greenman
I felt much more alert and motivated this morning than yesterday. Headed to Boulder and got started at 5:30am up Amphitheater. My pace seemed reasonable, but my time to the first junction was a bit slow and I was hoping I would eventually warm up (which seems to take 20+ minutes at 5:30am). I pushed a little harder, hoping to "break through" and though I felt a touch better as the run went on, I still felt like I was struggling a bit too much for the not so fast pace I was keeping. Made the summit in a disappointing 34:50. 2 months ago I was going ~2:10 faster at the same HR, but felt much easier, I feel like I am going backwards a bit. Hopefully I snap out of it soon.
Up: 34:50 (168 HR/182 max)
Down: 24:53 (142 HR/161 max (even felt crappy on the down, as I had little if any "flow"))
I felt much more alert and motivated this morning than yesterday. Headed to Boulder and got started at 5:30am up Amphitheater. My pace seemed reasonable, but my time to the first junction was a bit slow and I was hoping I would eventually warm up (which seems to take 20+ minutes at 5:30am). I pushed a little harder, hoping to "break through" and though I felt a touch better as the run went on, I still felt like I was struggling a bit too much for the not so fast pace I was keeping. Made the summit in a disappointing 34:50. 2 months ago I was going ~2:10 faster at the same HR, but felt much easier, I feel like I am going backwards a bit. Hopefully I snap out of it soon.
Up: 34:50 (168 HR/182 max)
Down: 24:53 (142 HR/161 max (even felt crappy on the down, as I had little if any "flow"))
Monday, 07/12/10 Green Mountain
Up/Down Amphi/Saddle/Greenman
After a terrible night of sleep, I reluctantly headed in to Boulder for a run up Green, as I knew it was going to be hot and I would not want to run after work. I forced myself up the steep steps of the Amphitheater Trail which today seemed much like an obstacle, rather than the usual stairway to heaven. The entire "run" was a struggle, just to go moderate pace and my HR is a misleading indicator of the effort given for a meager time.
36:46 up (avg HR 156/178 max)
26:38 down (avg HR 119, felt like I had 2 left feet with bricks attached)
After a terrible night of sleep, I reluctantly headed in to Boulder for a run up Green, as I knew it was going to be hot and I would not want to run after work. I forced myself up the steep steps of the Amphitheater Trail which today seemed much like an obstacle, rather than the usual stairway to heaven. The entire "run" was a struggle, just to go moderate pace and my HR is a misleading indicator of the effort given for a meager time.
36:46 up (avg HR 156/178 max)
26:38 down (avg HR 119, felt like I had 2 left feet with bricks attached)
Saturday, 07/10/10 Sourdough Trail
~4 miles/~1,000 vertical
Parked just prior to the Brainard gate and headed North on the Sourdough Trail with Allison and Sierra. Easy hike, down to the bridge, left at the junction, then about a mile up the trail. Considered walking all the way to Brainard ~4 miles from the car, but figured it would be best not to with the threatening skies and Allison's pregnant state.
Parked just prior to the Brainard gate and headed North on the Sourdough Trail with Allison and Sierra. Easy hike, down to the bridge, left at the junction, then about a mile up the trail. Considered walking all the way to Brainard ~4 miles from the car, but figured it would be best not to with the threatening skies and Allison's pregnant state.
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