Tippi in Dubuque State Forest....

2013 along the Lumpy Bumpy Trail in Hawley, Massachusetts

Music 2017...

Here is effort #10, Afterburner.

More from the Road Warriors for Christ, October/November of 1987. This one also written by the Reverend, lead vocals are mine, chorus by Rev. K. He also supplied the scratchy guitar piece.

 

I've completed the map for the Tunxis Marathon route.  The plan is for a one directional venture, north to south, beginning at Granville State Forest and joining up with the Tunxis Trail just north of Route 20 (joining the Tunxis at the Hurricane Brook Shelter).  Map measured at 25.8, so it will be a bit longer than that in the real world.

Metacomet North from Phelps after work for 3.1-miles.  I was dragging a bit, and had doubts about running today, but I was glad to have stuck it out.  Every day running makes running every day a little easier.

Easter Sunday, beautiful day with clear blue sky and temperatures approaching 80 degrees.  Wuzzam wanted Tunxis, and he wanted about 12-miles.  We managed 11.60.

Our thoughts through this run turned toward our dogs.  The little brook with all the cascades near the Balanced Rock has always been a favorite spot for Liddie, Tippi and Sam.  The one pool in particular, with a little bench on the side....  

Wuzzam asked me about trail racing, and if I ever think about entering a race again.  I thought about it a bit.  I've raced probably 300 events or more, but none in the last 5 or 6 years (honestly, I just don't remember).  I mentioned feeling as though in a race we follow the rhythm of the race, which is fun and fine.  But on our own, we can just follow the rhythm of the forest.  No one and nothing to distract us from the pace the woods wishes us to understand.  I like the idea of following the plan that the forest has for me.

Roberts Brook

Old Foundation

Balanced Rock

We had three birthdays to celebrate today (Tracy, Donnalee, and Otis) and Easter a day early.  Pop, JC and I also drove up to High Bridge to search for the Lead Mine.  Pop said he was last there 67 years ago, and we felt confident.

Pop and I found two cellar holes, and JC wandered up higher and found the mine for us.  On the way back, we spotted a large chunk of Chaga on a birch tree.  Total hike ended right at 2-miles, with two crossings of the Tophet Brook without any of us getting our feet wet (water is high & roaring now).  

1st Cellar Hole

 2nd Cellar Hole

 Low and Behold, the Lead Mine

JC on top of the Lead Mine

 Pop & JC at the Lead Mine

 JC & I at the Lead Mine

 Chaga on Birch close-up

 Chaga on Birch

Also, on this day in 1996, I was fortunate to run the 100th Boston Marathon. It was my 10th marathon completed, in a time of 3:24:14.

Scheduled Easter Ham pick-up at Perkarski's in South Deerfield, so I rambled into Conway State Forest to check out forest road and trail conditions from the late February tornado.  I covered just under 8-miles (7.8) and saw that White Pine didn't hold up well.

I'll check in with DCR to see if there are any plans for cleanup, etc.  This is not a heavily used state forest, so I am not sure what the priority will be.  Snowmobiles use it in winter, so I imagine the main forest roads will be cleared out.  Hunting is popular here, but I don't know how dependent hunter's are on the trail system.  There has been a really wonderful series of single track trails through the forest, unmarked and obscure for the most part.  Some made it, some didn't.

 

 Parked at the Church off Rt 116 and crossed the Burkeville Covered Bridge

 A look off Joe Herrick Gulf

 Nice stonework along a forest road

 Cellar Hole

  Cellar Hole

 Plaque inside Covered Bridge

Out to McLean Reservation for a 4-miler, using a couple trails I haven't been on in a while.  Wonderful day, low 60's and breezy with plenty of sun and blue sky.

Including a map of the route, and photos of Pitch Pine (Bark, Top, Cone and Needles).

 

Another addition of music for 2017...

Here is effort #9, Addicted to Love, The Dark Heart Duo.

No  run today, ended up with poison sumac/ivy and needed a trip to the walk-in clinic.  Spent a good chunk of the day cleaning out our basement.  The day off running did feel good on my legs.

Back to East Granby Farms after a valuable yard-work day.  Connected the old path fairly easily, with the only setback a brutal thorn that stuck in my forearm and swelled achingly.

Map included, the climb towards the metacomet on the northern section is crossed by briars, and they will only get worse as summer approaches.  4.5-miles in 84' degree heat.  Not a bad run.

70' degree day and some time in the afternoon for a run at East Granby Farms.  Roughly 4-miles finding my way through the maze of trails below the Metacomet.

Mid 60's for temperature, sunny and wonderfully cool.  Out to Penwood, ran the Metacomet (or the New England Trail (NET)) south from Wintonberry Road to the Penwood entrance and returned along the yellow trail which is west of the main blue blazed route.  Total of 6.5-miles, plenty of people and dogs enjoying the location today.

Looking down the staircase after the Pinnacle

 Looking up the staircase after the Pinnacle

 Traprock Art

 

Met up with Wuzzam, Sam, and K2 for a trip to Bigelow Hollow State Park in Union, CT.  Took it out to the east side of Breakneck Pond and enjoyed north of Breakneck a bit.  7.8-miles of enjoyable running.  The trail sections are in much better shape than the wider road sections, due to all the water along the route.

Old Stonework north of Breakneck Pond

 

 Another section of Stonework further north

 Wall of flowing water that we decide to climb

 Wuzzam and Sammy climbing like Champions

 Small falls on the route uphill

 View from the north end of Breakneck Pond looking south

Late Friday run along the Metacomet, Phelps Road heading south to the sign-in log.  The route was a bit wet and muddy, but clear of any ice or snow.  3.7-miles.

Music 2017...

Here is effort #8, My My.

Back in '87 & '88 the Rev K and I wrote and played some songs in the mid-cities of Dallas/Fort Worth, Texas.  I do recall the playing and attempts at composing, what I did not expect or remember was the cassette tapes.  Cleaning out my basement after all this time has been really rewarding.

We called ourselves the Road Warriors for Christ.  We participated in many Road Runs, Century Bike Rides across Texas, and Triathlons.  We also wrote and played music.

This one was written by the Reverend;  both of us on guitar, with my lead vocals and Reverend's Chorus.