Missing The Fools

The morning started with a loud knocking waking me out of deep sleep.  "Oh shoot", I thought, "that is my running buddy... why did I not hear my alarm?"  Still half asleep I glanced at my watch (but being half blind I didn't realize that it was way too early for my running partner to be knocking at my door), jumped out of bed, raced downstairs, opened the house door, set off the alarm, had trouble resetting it without my glasses...only to realize that my friend was not there. 

The knocking came from a pesky Flicker woodpecker, attacking the side of our house.  Yawn.  Love the Flickers, but cannot tolerate them destroying our house...so out comes the sling shot (no worries - I have a poor aim, but it helps me get a pebble high enough to scare the bird away).  Flicker taken care of I realize I still have an hour before my friend is scheduled to pick me up to meet the fools somewhere on the BP.

I reach Cheryl, who has been crewing through the night, via cell phone.  She reports that the Fools are a bit ahead of schedule and she is expecting them around 8:00 at Lynn Canyon.  Perfect. 

We arrive at Lynn Canyon Suspension Bridge well before 8:00.  No sign of Cheryl, so I call her up again to find out that she is at the Pipleline Bridge...ahem.  I thought the Fools decided last night to stay on the BP opposed to the KK course.  Still not quite awake, I ask Cheryl if they had run downriver on the BP.  Cheryl, of course is absolutely sleep deprived and I shouldn't ask her any questions at this point.  Figure, we'll meet the Fools if we follow the BP upstream. 

We set of down the stairs into Lynn Canyon.  The morning is crisp and dry.  Too cold for the seaon, but at least it's not raining.  After a few minutes of running, it occurs to me that if the Fools were at the Pipeline Bridge, they probably were following the KK course.  Oops. I call Cheryl again to confirm.  Cheryl is ready for bed.  I offer her to take a rest at our house before driving home, but she feels awake enough to drive... She confirms that the Fools crossed the Pipeline Bridge...

We turn around and hope to still be able to meet the runners.  Hey, I even run up those stairs to the Suspension Bridge.  On the other side of the Suspension Bridge, I make the mistake and turn left right away...instead of a right and then a left.  We end up following the trail to the 30ft pool until I realize we are wrong...by which time it's too late to turn around and still meet the Fools.  Sorry guys.  I shall try again  later today.