I KNEWT IT WAS GOING TO BE A GOOD RUN

KNEWT!
KNEWT!

Okay, lame title/joke I know but I finally saw my first knewt on the trail this weekend! So stinking cute!! 🙂

We had lots of rain near the end of this past week and due to plans and obligations, we had to split up the weekend. Pigeon and I ran on Saturday while Stonegate and Burning Girl ran on Sunday.

Pigeon and I started our run a bit earlier than usual on Saturday which actually turned out to be a good thing (you’ll see why later on).

I picked the run route, we carpooled together and started our run bright and early. The weather was very deceiving. We both dressed a bit too warm at the start because the wind was blowing pretty strong when we were getting ready by the car. Yet 10 minutes later, I was ready to strip down big time.

We parked at Cool and basically ran the second loop of the Way Too Cool 50k and boy was it muddy! Warning, I have tons of photos so I may just let the photos speak for themselves today.

No trail. Just mini rivers all day.
No trail. Just mini rivers all day.

Our first intro into the wet water filled day was about 2 minutes into our run when we discovered that most of the trails were these little streams of running water instead of dirt or mud.

The trails were tacky piles of mud, wet leaves and water. It was a bit harder to fly down the same section I flew down last weekend but I managed.

The waterfalls were everywhere!
The waterfalls were everywhere!

Most of the time, there was no way around the water. We just had to run through it and if I had any idea what the day would have been like, I would have started counted water crossings. There was easily 20.

Or waterfall crossing
Or waterfall crossings

The only part of the run that was not so super duper wet was Quarry Road.

More amazing fog in Auburn and Cool - above Quarry Road
More amazing fog in Auburn and Cool – above Quarry Road

Since Quarry Road is a fire a road there was more space for drainage but there was definitely the occasional puddle jump along the way.

I lied. This is Quarry Road.
I lied. This is Quarry Road.

I haven’t run this route since almost this same time last year when we did the Way Too Cool training run together. It was nice and I have forgotten how challenging at times this run can be. Both Pigeon and I need to keep doing runs that incorporate lots of climbing and descending.

Look at the green!
Look at the green!

We were just running along commenting that the river has really risen since last weekend’s run…

The water is so high!
The water is so high!

When we were stopped dead in our tracks.

Um, where did the trail go?
Um, where did the trail go?

The trail we were following lead straight into the river! Now Pigeon and I are not afraid of wading through water. However, just two seconds after arriving, we saw what we thought was an EMPTY kayak going down the river.

With my heart in my throat, I started scanning the water praying that what we saw was just a giant bright orange log and that someone had not capsized. The current was strong. There was so much debris floating down the river it was very intimidating.

Pigeon and I stood there, staring at what used to be the trail.

See, no trail!
See, no trail!

Neither of us wanted to be foolish and start wading through the water. Pigeon declared, “This is impassable!” We were not sure exactly how far from shore the trail was and while we could have bushwhacked through the foliage on the side, we were reminded of the massive ticks pulled out a runner’s neck just last weekend. Um, no thank you.

So we stood there for what seemed like an eternity when three girls came up behind us. They said they were going to try it. Pigeon and I waited. More runners came by we told them what we saw and they too went down to the water to check it out. No one was coming back!

I looked at Pigeon and said, “They must be attempting it. No one has turned around. I don’t want to turn around either but…” So we went down to the water to check it out.

This is where starting our run earlier was in our favor. We ran into this larger running group who ultimately helped us through some of the tougher stronger stream crossings.

I made Pigeon go first. For photography sake of course.
I made Pigeon go first. For photography sake of course.

Pigeon and I joked that we just wanted others to do it first … just in case but in all honesty, that was the safest move. Had we been by ourselves, we probably would not have attempted this.

It got deeper as you went farther in.
It got deeper as you went farther in.

Once on the other side, we were soaked from toe to mid-thigh. Good thing it was warming up. However, we wouldn’t stay dry for long ….

Pigeon getting some help across one of the larger stronger stream crossings
Pigeon getting some help across one of the larger stronger stream crossings

It may not look too deep in the photos, but the current was strong and there is nothing under your feet but uneven unsteady rocks.

We would continue to leap frog with this group of runners for a bit which again, was in our favor.

Yet another crossing
Yet another much larger crossing!

It was so.much. fun! 🙂 I love stuff like this on the trails.

After a little while, the group went on ahead. We’d see some of the stragglers from time to time but we paused for a bit to let them get some distance from us.

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Signage
Signage

People are funny and think it is fun to deface some of the signs on the trail. However, there was one marking on this sign that made me laugh out loud ….

Bad Ass Waterfalls - 1 M.
Bad Ass Waterfalls – 1 Mi.

Someone had scratched in “Bad Ass Waterfalls – 1 Mi.” on the sign and that made me laugh. It was true!

Off we ran, up and down. I was feeling good and just going with the flow of the trail. Trying not to slip too much and picking up speed on the descents.

I came down this one trail and stopped. For some reason what I saw made me stop and want to take a photo. It was as if this tree was floating!

Floating Tree
Floating Tree

It is hard to tell, but it had snapped in half and the bottom half was on the other side of the trail (to the left of the photo) and as the tree fell, these other trees caught it preventing it from being in the middle of the trail. It was neat.

Smiling ear to ear I was having a blast. Another stellar day and it was about to get even better because as I was running, I saw what we were running towards ….

Crazy blue skies and sun!
Crazy blue skies and sun!

The trail had turned sunny, warm and just beautiful after what seemed like miles and miles of gray, mud and wet.

Sunny miles ahead!
Sunny miles ahead!

It was mind blowing to see and feel that sun on our faces for quite a few miles. Eventually we knew that the trail would throw us back into the “woods” and that things would get wet and muddy again but I enjoyed the sun while it lasted.

More water to wade through
More water to wade through

I also enjoyed the muddy sections too.

Muddy run descents ahead!
Muddy descents ahead!

I am always having fun and finding fun on the trail. It brings out the kid in me every time.

Wheeee!
Wheeee!

I knew we were approaching Goat Hill, one of the big hills in the Way Too Cook 50k race. I was eager to get there and get started on the climb.

Up I went. Just trying to not slip. There was literally a stream of water running down the Goat Hill trail. It was insane but still a lot of fun.

The top of Goat Hill
The top of Goat Hill

I was pretty shocked when I reached the top of Goat Hill because I don’t remember it being that short and that (dare I say it), easy? I guess after last weekend’s Stagecoach and K2 run, Goat Hill should feel easy.

The rest of the run was more crazy wet trails back to the Highway 49 crossing. It felt good to be almost done and the sun was back for our last two miles or so.

Overall it was a great day on some very technical and wet trails which is good because it doesn’t seem like El Nino is going anywhere and any future races may very well be this wet, muddy and tough.

We climbed a little over 3800 feet. Last weekend it was about 4500 so not quite as much but still some solid stretches of very runnable trails helping to push past any fatigue.

When I got home, I was pretty hungry. The last mile or so I was planning my meal in my head. 🙂 Like I mentioned in my last post, I will share what my post-run fuel looks like.

#plant-based recovery fuel
#plant-based recovery fuel

Leafy greens are a great source of vitamins but consuming leafy greens also helps the body produce more nitric-oxide which in turn helps the arteries dilate and helps remove cholesterol. So there is nothing better to help the blood flow to the heart better/faster (and ultimately the rest of the body aka your muscles) than to eat a bowl of leafy greens.

Here I have butter lettuce and arugula, shredded carrots, celery, white navy beans, green onions, cilantro and some cold brown jasmine rice. I topped this all with some Jalapeño Lime Vinegar (adding vinegar to greens boosts everything about this dish). It was perfect.

So there you have it. Another stellar run even though we ran separate. I am sure there will be more weekends like this in our future. It is hard to coordinate four women with kids. 🙂

Sun and smile on my face = a happy girl.
The sun is out and a smile on my face = a happy girl.

Not sure of the plans yet for next weekend. I do believe it is Super Bowl weekend (not that I care all that much) so that may dictate my schedule a bit. Either way, I am sure it will be super fun. 2016 is definitely starting out to be a great year.

Happy Trails!

~Trailmomma

Another favorite pic from the weekend … my girls. As a book lover and avid reader, this just melts my heart.

Squeaker & Peanut
Squeaker & Peanut

 

 

 

 

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DESCHUTES (TRAIL) ROCKS AND A PICKY SITUATION

This will be the conclusion to my Oregon blog posts. Do you see what happens when I take a million and two photos? We get a three part blog series! Consider yourself lucky (or unlucky) or as we say in my house, “You take what you get and you don’t throw a fit!” 🙂

Part one and part two of Oregon can be read HERE and HERE. And, if you are reading these posts on your mobile devices, I am fully aware that my photos are sideways or upside down. Not sure what is going on there but they are right side up on my computer so …. oh well.

So I left off on Sunday where Vans and Be-Well-Run had run a 10k and later that evening, Vans and JD had done some mountain biking to check out the trails near our house and the kids ran around hot tubbing a lot.

Monday the men woke up bright and early (truly early for Vans) and hopped on the Deschutes River Trail for a mountain biking adventure. They were biking to Bend (which is about a 15-20 minute drive from Sunriver) where I was supposed to go and pick them up. Distance wise, it is about about 15 miles or so for biking but they explored a bit and managed to find about 38 miles worth of mountain biking trails before finding me and my girls in the Old Mill District.

While we were there, I had done a little research and discovered that we were not that far from the Picky Bars Headquarters! I am a huge Picky Bar fan. I always have been since finding gluten free bars used to be struggle for me back in the day. When I stopped working at various running stores, I became a Picky Club Member and have enjoyed my monthly shipments delivered right to my door. I use them for pre-race fuel and even sometimes mid-race fuel. I even got Stonegate into them and she too now is a Picky Club member.

Picky Bars was started by three amazing athletes (Jesse Thomas – Triathlete, Lauren Fleshman – pro-runner and Steph Rothstein – pro-marathoner). Steph Rothstein has Celiac like myself and I like knowing that because I am super picky about cross contamination and I trust their process.

Anyway, back to Monday. JD and Vans insisted that since I was SO close, that I had to swing by and check the place out. I follow Picky Bars on Instagram and I had a general idea of what their headquarters looked like.

We found it and I hopped out of the car with good intentions of just getting a photo in front of their building. Instead, I got a little curious ….

Let me just see if the door is open ....
Let me just see if the door is open ….

Low and behold the door was open and there was no turning back. All four Picky workers turned and looked at me and all I could manage was, “Hi!! I am clubber and I had to come by and see the place for myself!” I was a total dork but I didn’t care. They were SUPER nice. I recognized Sarah from OUAL and she is super sweet (and tall) in person as she seems online. She welcomed me inside and suggested we take a photo. Luckily Vans followed me inside too and was able to snap the pic.

The awesomely nice Picky Crew!
The awesomely nice Picky Crew!

Thanks again Picky Crew for letting me crash your Monday with a random out of the blue unannounced stop!

Ah, Fudge Nuts! = Best Flava
Ah, Fudge Nuts! = Best Flava

On a complete and total high from seeing Picky Bars Headquarters, we headed back to the house where I changed into some running clothes and decided to battle the heat of the afternoon for a trail run.

The Fam dropping me off at the trail head! See ya!
The Fam dropping me off at the trail head! See ya!

The rest of group wanted to head to the lake for a swim (why not, it was a million degrees outside) so I was solo on my run. I had my phone and I knew where to meet them … but this trail was so unbelievable that I had to stop and take about a million photos (of course, right!).

It was HOT! But a nice trail.
It was HOT! But a nice trail.

I’d run for a while, but slow because I was totally soaking up the area around me. I remembered that I had my phone with self-timer and tried my best at taking some cheesy trail selfies!

Not bad for my first one huh?
Not bad for my first one huh?

I knew the Deschutes River was to my left and that the highway was to my right so there wasn’t too much risk of me getting myself lost. The lava rocks along the river were pretty awesome.

Lava!
Lava!

I was in total trail heaven. It was a beautiful day and my legs, although tired from the marathon, were enjoying the soft trail dirt.

TOYOTA?! No, just a dork on the trail
TOYOTA?! No, just a dork on the trail

Eventually I came to a spot where I could see the actual river. I knew the views would only get better so I kept running.

The Deschutes River and a trail dork
The Deschutes River and a trail dork

I had good cell reception and was receiving texts from Vans telling me about how far down the river they were. I’d run into them shortly.

Freaking amazing. #beauty
Freaking amazing. #beauty

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Some of these photos I had to climb off the trail and onto some rocks just to take them. It was totally worth risking my neck on some precarious rocks.

More Lava Rocks!
More Lava Rocks!

When I came to the parking lot my family was there and Vans informed me that I just had to keep going on the trail until I reached the waterfalls. I had only ran about 2.5 miles and was thoroughly enjoying myself and I didn’t want to stop so I welcomed the opportunity to keep going.

Bridge over the  Deschutes
Bridge over the Deschutes

I crossed that bridge, waved to the family who was splashing in the river and kept going. This section of the trail was more like a fire road and was actually quite populated with hikers.

No shade either.
No shade either.

The river now was on my right and who knows what was on my left. The water under that bridge was flowing pretty strong. Definite rapids ahead.

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I just kept running until I saw the signs for the “waterfalls” … which in reality are just crazy beautiful rapids.

Gorgeous!
Gorgeous!

I was in total heaven. I kept thinking, there has to be a place where I could take a #lifepoints photos for the Picky Bars “get on a wrapper” contest. 🙂

Nope, not it.
Nope, not it.

I clearly need to work on my “jump face” … obviously I cannot manage too many things at once here. Timer? Check. Jump on cue? Check. Make a normal face? Um, nope, can’t do it.

Once I hit the rapids overlook, I turned and ran back to the family. Overall the mileage came out to about 5 miles which was absolutely perfect for my tired legs and eager to trail run in Oregon mind.

Cooling off in the river finally.
Cooling off in the river finally.

I took a nice little walk into the river to wash of the trail dust and just cool my tired legs. While I was in the water (and Vans was trying to take the photo with some actual sunlight on my face), Be-Well-Run yelled out “JC PENNY POSE!”

I delivered on cue!
I delivered on cue!

If you are a long time reader of my blog, you’ll understand this reference and joke. If you are not, then well, you may have to go back to my posts in 2010 to understand. 🙂 My friends and I had a bit of an obsession with pretending we were JC Penny Catalog (remember when there were such things as catalogs?) models.

That pretty much sums up the whole trip. We enjoyed a nice clean out the fridge dinner that evening. Everyone was pretty tired from the day. We went on another family bike ride to a park for the kids which included more ice cream.

Tuesday morning it was pack up and ship out – we headed back to California with its massive heat wave.

Seriously, that says 114!
Seriously, that says 114!

On our long drive home we stopped at a few places along the way to get the girls out of the car for a nice leg stretch and bathroom break.

Old Tractor Place
Old Tractor Place

Overall, I think Sunriver 2015 was a success. It was full of challenges, excitement, trail running and Picky Bar crashing. The kids had a blast being all together and hot tubbing, biking, swimming in the river and playing games. Next time we go, I may forget the marathon and just decide to follow that trail all the way to Bend for a nice long trail run and have the boys come and get ME. 🙂

Sunriver 2015 - DONE!
Sunriver 2015 – DONE!

Happy Trails!

~Trailmomma

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