Surfing. With your shoes as the board, and the loose rocks combined with the steep pitch become a good little wave. Our small little group of three glided down the final technical descent, Lucky Peak, hoping to stay upright on our boards. We could feel the closeness of the 50 mile finish line in the distance pulling us towards her shores.
“Do you know how far to the finish?”, Michelle asks two 100 milers as we near the base of this final descent.
“1.55 miles”, one of the two runners respond.
If you mention the distance to the hundredth of a mile, you must know what you are talking about…at least that was my reasoning at that moment.
As we get back to running and less surfing, I look at my watch. 15 minutes before the 12 hour mark on the race clock. I quickly saw this fun little opportunity to finish off our race and announced to our 3-pack.
“Here is the opportunity. We have about 1.5 miles to the finish. It is 15 minutes before the 12 hour mark. The rugged technical stuff is behind us. If we focus and get after it, we can sneak under 12 hours.”
No words were spoken, yet we all heard each others response.
With focus and determination, Armand, Michelle, and I progressively dialed up the effort which we knew we had to hold for the next 15 minutes after running 48+ miles.
We went for it.
October is often a beautiful time through the region and is my favorite trail running month. The cooler temps and drier air mark a transition to Fall and the start of many mild months of trail running in the South.
This would be the first time the entire fam would come down for Cactus Rose. After a few days of family camping this summer in New Mexico and Colorado, we were fairly confident we could handle a couple nights of somewhat primitive camping together. What we haven’t dialed in yet is need vs want with respect to what we bring, so the Outback was filled from front-to-back, plus our portable Roof Bag (which we love) was filled to capacity. Thank goodness for the hearty suspension on the Subaru.
After 6+ hours of driving, we were still all accounted for as we drove into the Hill Country Natural Area.