correspondence chess win...

not a bad win, playing as white:


1.    e4    c5
2.    d4    cxd4
3.    Ng1f3    Nb8c6
4.    Bf1b5    a6
5.    Bb5a4    b5
6.    Ba4b3    e5
7.    O-O    Ng8f6
8.    Rf1e1    h6
9.    c3    dxc3
10.    Nb1xc3    Bf8b4
11.    Bc1d2    O-O
12.    a3    Bb4c5
13.    Nc3d5    Bc8b7
14.    Qd1c1    Bc5a7
15.    Bd2xh6    Nc6d4
16.    Bh6xg7    Nf6xd5
17.    Qc1h6    resign

kettle moraine 50k

thoughts and observations on the run:

-always nice having family at a finish line, even if it is midnight

-point-to-points are great, although a rarity in the midwest.  this section of the ice age trail has some great terrain variety and scenery.  glaciation isn't all about pancake topography.

-this course would very tough when the sun is out.  it wasn't, that was good. 

-night running on rocky trail in the rain is fun.

-had the pleasure of running with corey lyons from morton, il for a bit.  was at howl with him years ago.  also, met a guy at starting line who's grandfather used to be doctor in eureka--spent his summers here.  ultras=still a small world

-you know you're in wisconsin when the aid station offers cheese cubes and brats.

-when did compression socks become so popular?  i thought i was running through a shuffleboard tourney at the shady acres old folks home.

-kettle is a classic race.  has a bit of everything and is well organized.  you should probably pick a distance and go do it.

world anew

a day of hope and renewal, new life and beginning.  celebrate it. 
get out on the trail, into the world anew, look around
oaks, shagbarks, now maples, still holding onto the vestiges of slumber
better look closely for those buds

undergrowth, don't know all of these shrubs, just coming into green
no bluebells, not yet, but soon in my patch of woods
this coming week perhaps?
the trail itself lined with the remnants of autumn's change
softening footfalls

you see, i have this secret trail
carved it out of an old deer path as the ground slumbered
you can do that then, it can't fight back
a few branches clipped, a path cut through dormant soil
it shows after a few passes
but not too much
i don't want you to know
you need to make your own secret trail

that trail it connects to another world
for just a moment a time before the plow
before the cabin at forest's edge
just a moment, there in solitude
there is an old fence, maybe from the depression era
rickety, barely perceptible, yet it persists
a remnant of a time
of the plow, of what exists in dominance now
but not in this spot

this spot that maybe you can't find
is as it was
a place of hope, renewal, beginning, for today
celebrate it

2013 in review and snow running...

great year in 2013, trail wise.  total miles : 2,135  biggest year ever.

new year's evening brought us another 2-3" of snow to help this morning with providing a bit more traction on the currently ice-covered single track.  conditions haven't been good the last week and bitter cold is coming, but today is nice.  get out there to spark off 2014.  happy trails and injury-free days to all.

stalked by turkeys...

no lie, on t-giving eve, right before dusk, out trying round off a 10 mile day, hear the rustling of leaves behind me thru my podcast on the earphones. turn around.  two turkeys maybe 20 yards away.  whatever. 

*boo*  they freeze, this is the end, right?

down the hill to the little creek crossing.  rustle rustle, rustle.  what the @*&$.  no.  turn.  two turkeys maybe 10 feet away circling menacingly.  huh.  i have trekking poles.  wave them menacingly.  feel stupid, inferior.  the original settlers of these walnut woods didn't wake leki trekking poles at turkeys.  they extirpated wolves. real wolves.  cmon.

tense standoff.  done playing this game.  turn, climb opposite ridge.  look back. game over, turkeys road-runnering it over the other ridge.

then this morning on the earphones, advertisement for this week's TAL.  this:  http://www.thisamericanlife.org/radio-archives/episode/452/poultry-slam-2011

really.  stalked by turkeys.