Tuesday, June 30, 2009

Badwater ultra marathon

It's getting to be that time of year again where I scare myself with stories of races like the Western States 100 and the Badwater race across Death Valley, both in California.

I saw the article below posted to runningmania.com and that got the cycle going again for me this year. My measly miles don't feel so bad when I consider what others do for training. I'm out the door on a coolish cracking clear day for my run.

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A long, hot run
...Guelph man earns spot in ultramarathon

June 30, 2009
Tony Saxon
Record news services

GUELPH

Geoff Linton went looking for the next challenge and found it on a 135-mile stretch of sun-baked Nevada nowhere.

In two weeks, the 47-year-old Guelph resident will take part in the Badwater Ultramarathon -- a 217-kilometre race that proudly boasts it "starts in hell" and, quite frankly, doesn't get much better. A two-day run on a stretch of highway that starts 85 metres below sea level, goes through barren desert where daytime temperatures hover in the 51 Celsius range, and ends with a 15-km climb up the side of a mountain.

"They tell you to run on the white lines of the road so that your shoes don't melt," Linton said.

One question: Is he crazy?

"I get that a lot," Linton says with a chuckle. "But this is it. This race is the Mecca for ultra-marathoners. I've done 22 ultras (100-mile races) and I was looking for the next challenge. It's really about seeing the boundaries of what your body and what your mind can do.

"It's almost a spiritual experience."

Hamilton's John Rennison ran the race in 2007, finishing in 37 1/2 hours.

"The hardest part is that coming from Canada, you just don't deal with that kind of heat. It's difficult to prepare," Rennison said.

Part of Rennison's training involved wrapping himself in fleece and a tuque on hot days, as well as jacking up the car heat every time he drove.

Linton has gone a step further, installing a sauna in his garage and pulling in a stationary bike where he goes for hour-long rides several times a week.

Linton, a married father who runs Inbox Marketer, an email marketing company, is a lifelong runner. He ran his first 100-mile race in 2000 and "was hooked."

"The crazier the run, the better the race for me," Linton said.

Just getting into the Badwater Ultramarathon, which was listed by National Geographic magazine as the world's toughest race, is almost as hard as running it.

Runners from around the world apply and must prove they are worthy. Having worked as a crew member for another runner at Badwater in the past helps your cause. This year there are 78 runners -- 17 of them women -- ranging in age from 19 to 67 and representing 17 countries. Linton will be one of 38 first-timers.

Linton has worked as a crew member for other runners, including Rennison, the past two years. His own crew this year includes fellow Guelph ultra-marathoner Luke Hohenadel, who will occasionally run beside Linton to help with pacing, as well as supplying support from a car.

The race begins July 13 in Badwater, Death Valley, Nev. It ends between 22 and 60 hours later, depending on your speed, at Mt. Whitney Portal, Nev.

There is no prize money, just the "Badwater belt buckle" for those finishing in less than 48 hours.

"It's such an extreme environment," said Linton, who once lived in Africa. "I've lived in heat before, but it was nothing like this."

Saturday, June 27, 2009

drums

The Hang drum is new to me and it is relatively new to the drumming world from what I gather. It's a Swiss contribution to the development of the Jamaican steel drum. I hadn't been aware of it until this morning, but am now captivated.

This is some of the sweetest drumming I've ever heard.
http://www.youtube.com/v/UNJswfXKJ3s

I've been exercising my curiosity about rhythm with a dejembe drum graciously left behind for our enjoyment by Naomi, a friend of Mighty's when they were out for the father's day weekend. Suffice it to say that I'm still a very white guy and need work on my rhythm, but that's what youtube is for, maybe.

Wednesday, June 24, 2009

Rural life and the small foot print

It's no wonder more people don't revel in a bush bound life. We have two neighbours and they live a 2.5km apart. We live with resident black bears and when the summer heat comes we see a lot of bugs.

In the early spring it often looks like we will be carried away by mosquitoes when the heat comes, but fortunately for everyone here that rarely happens. We live on very sandy soil with large gravel deposits strewn around the area for good measure. Drainage is usually fairly good so the mozzies don't have the best kick at getting too carried away. This spring was scary, with thick mats of larva in all the standing water, but a little heat and wind and the larva and late tadpoles just ran out of places to become more themselves.

A little dry land never stops the hatch though. As sure as the swallows will dance past my nose as I come in and out of the barn, they will have something to eat here if it's hot.

The fire flies began to hatch about ten days ago and tonight they fill the night air with their magic. We are surrounded by forest, but the yard is open to the east and south for about 300 meters and about 75 meters out to the barn. That leaves a lot of area to observe the little lights of summer flashing on and off randomly. It's a bit like watching a fire for me in that I take a long time to tire of the entertainment. I look forward to the fire flies every year and gratefully put up with the other less attractive hatchlings.

Yesterday there were a few longish beatles that had quite a robotic stuttering walk as they made their way around the computer. Today I tossed a classic looking pitch black 2cm beatle out of the bottom of the laundry basket. As I sit here there are several bugs the kids always called "crunch beatles" roaming the ceiling. A hatch of very small "no seeum" type things are congregating like live dust above the lamp. The outside window pane is a wash in variety with moths and other winged insects.

It's sometimes less than pleasant to live where humans don't dominate, but for me it beats the smell of the city every time.

People often comment to me that they believe it's quiet where they live. I always want to tell them that if it doesn't roar back in your ears like a conch shell will if you listen, it's not as quiet as it can be.

The coyotes were dancing behind the barn the other night and Tommy dog took them on. When he first came, he was very timid. Now he's the bravest dog we've had. I like what my current dogs are mirroring back to me. I listened to him chase them to the river and wondered whether he knew how vulnerable he was against a pack like that, but maybe it's me that's ignorant of the facts. He looks so beaten up now with one cloudy eye, but he's sure gotten his fire back in spades if he's chasing packs of coyotes. I'm very happy to still have him around. Heck. I'm happy I'm still around.

Monday, June 22, 2009

Bonnie checks in

Finally some images from Grasslands National Park. Some of the pictures (linked in the title) made me miss this girl very suddenly. I feel a road trip coming on.

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Prairie Day

Looking to get out of the city and into a day of rural fun and education? I've been involved in a couple of these and they are great. I got this information in an email last week. Even if you can't make it for Prairie Day, the trails give access to some really cool prairie habitat. If you book a group of ten or so they'll provide a guide. On Prairie Day you won't want for resources. Watch for Laura, she is my favourite biologist. Doesn't everyone have one? Laura also holds outstandingly good wild edible workshops, but everyone should come to the Prairie Day anyway.

Here's a link to Laura's wilderness workshops. I can't find the wild edibles link. It must be time to sleep soon. Here's a link to the archive for one of my experiences with Laura's wild edibles workshop. Here's her facebook group page.

It's just good fun with a lot of interesting talks on various aspects of the flora and fauna no matter what you sign up for.

I got the poster for Prairie Day as a pdf file. If anyone wants it, please say so and I can email it to you.


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Hi there,
We hope you can help us spread the word about Prairie Day, taking place on
Saturday, August 8th! This is also the 20th Anniversary of the
establishment of the Preserve and there will be a few evening activities as
well as a supper at the Gardenton Park!

Please tack up a copy our the Prairie Day poster (see attachment) in your
coffee room, neighbourhood grocery store, etc. Or forward it to family,
friends and co-workers who might be interested in attending.

Hope to see you on August 8th,
Christie, Laura and Erin
Manitoba Tall Grass Prairie Preserve
Gardenton, MB
Ph. 1-204-425-3229
E-mail. tgpphq@mts.net

Saturday, June 20, 2009

2.4kg of fine wool fibre

Late Edit - It's not wool. So sad. Blanket material at best. Bah.

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Yum. Wool! I've dipped my toe in the knitters basket and found counting a challenge. To honour this bountiful gift I will do what I can.

Thank-you Pam, for leading the purge and thank-you Karen and Steve for following suit. Thank-you Mum for telling stories of Scottish maidens pulling their cardigans through wedding rings and then scaring me with cardigans. Thanks to aunt Rita for embedding the clatter of knitting needles into my soul.

The grey is very fine and my imagination is spinning with ideas.

The burgundy is brilliant for sweater material.

The pink will no doubt suit Boo just fine. Oh my, my.

The basket contents

Close up of the burgundy