Sunday, May 15, 2011

Hartman Saturday and An Ode to Funderson's

Another Saturday and a lovely run at Hartman Rocks. 6 hours 45 minutes, 27 miles of running, my longest run to-date and by the skin of my teeth just missed the down pour, lucky duck! Some of the same terrain as weeks past with new trail excitement intermingled. I didn't have the brats this week and missed them dearly. I stopped to go to the loo about an hour in and heard a rustle behind me, which almost toppled me over, but quickly realized it was my rain jacket on my backpack scratching against the sage brush...nervous nelly. On my other loo break stumbled upon the barrel of a shotgun??? As I was motoring up a hill towards Alfonso's trail at about 5 hours and 15 minutes, a biker came from behind and asked if I was training for the Sage Burner and I said amidst heavy breathing that he was on the money. After I got to the trail I peeled off and he went straight, I thought what I must have looked like...a crazed, mall-walking, hippie zombie quite possibly. I DID take the camera, which will prevent my rambling...or at least keep it at a minimum.


Up the Dave Moe's trail


Some of the only flowers out at the moment at Hartman's



Looking South towards Blue Mesa Reservoir and the San Juan's. All of the colors seem to explode just before a rain.

Here comes the...blackness



My last hill, up McCabe's


Murky Gunny River...ahhhh


Quite full o' water indeed


Song of the day - Madness ~ Our House

A special song of the day in honor of the NEW house of Funderson....WHOOPA!


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4p4RWBCEFRo

9 comments:

Pam said...

lol That's funny about your jacket. I've scared the crap out of myself like that before too.

William said...

Awesome run and congrats on your new best!

kate said...

good work. it looks so hot in your photos, despite the impending rain!

sbrt said...

Good stuff Jessie. Where is the snow?

JessiePants said...

Thanks all : )
Kate - it was actually a cooler day at around 60 degrees (Fahrenheit) and just after this the wind picked up so much I had to hold my cap to keep it on my head!
Steve - this is about 30 miles south of Crested Butte and it's amazingly like a different world. Sagey, desert and dry as a bone, but we do still have a fair bit in the ole backyard...it's like a bad penny in that it won't go away : )

funderson said...

ah..thanks! I played that song while unpacking...of course...

Big Daddy Diesel said...

Congrats on the long run, I love the scenry of your training grounds.

Teamarcia said...

Congrats on your longest run so far....cannot even imagine. Your pics are always so serene and beautiful.

Greg said...

Those photos just leave me speachless. I've never been anywhere like that. I've just never been anywhere with that much open space. Great job on the long run on what looks like some tough tough trails!