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This past weekend was a Raquette off-week, so I figured there’d be nothing to do but Deerfield Fest. Then, lo and behold, it dumped rain on Friday. I refreshed the radar every ~5 or so minutes through the whole work… Continue Reading →
Well, summer time is here in New England…which means 13 days of Hartlands in a row interspersed with the bi-weekly Raquette releases. I went up to the Raquette this weekend and it was everything I remembered from last year…What a… Continue Reading →
After Fibark, I rallied back to Boulder and spent another couple nights in the Front Range. Scotty, Dodge, and I ran Blackrock into Lower Clear Creek, and the next day we met up with team Ledyard to run the marathon… Continue Reading →
I didn’t really blog at all this spring, but it’s mostly because I was too busy kayaking. Now that I’m in Colorado on a kayaking road trip I’ve got a bit more time on my hands so I’m going through… Continue Reading →
The colors are beautiful, aren’t they? I’m glad I drove up from New Jersey to watch the leaves change. Oh, and what are those idiots doing in those silly plastic bathtubs? Well, I unfortunately missed Moosefest this year, but I’ve… Continue Reading →
Well, I hate to say it, but I think kayaking has been getting in the way of my blogging lately. Kayaking is just so fun it’s hard to do anything else…such as go to school, or blog about kayaking. A… Continue Reading →
Well, I’m a bit behind because of how long I took to write up the Romaine TR, but a couple weeks ago, New England got what may have been the biggest storm it’s gotten all year. About 5″ of rain… Continue Reading →
Catch up on the rest of the trip here. Day 6:12 miles1.7 miles of bogging1 communal pot of poutine in Havre St. Pierre Well, we got up on the last day thinking wow, blue sky, nice out, this is great…. Continue Reading →
If you haven’t read the first few days, check them out here. Day 4:31 miles Not a ton to say about day 4. We woke up to find wolf tracks throughout the camp all our sleeping areas…glad I didn’t wake… Continue Reading →
For days 1 and 2, look here. Day 3:21 miles I woke up in the middle of the night sopping wet — don’t bring a bivy sack on a self support kayaking trip — and was looking pretty grim by… Continue Reading →