Enjoy the latest adventures of the Brokeback Mountain Heli Team. They were only 4-hours late this time, didn't miss dinner and didn't need to camp out under a rescue blankie, though...
"What in God's name would motivate anyone to even think about running 100-miles," a work colleague asked late Friday when I shared my weekend plans with her.
The stars lined up to see my friend Pat, my 12 year old son and 14 year old second cousin visiting from Germany ready for an assault on Mount Strachan and Hollyburn this past Thursday.
The forecast was for possible thunder showers in the afternoon and the morning dawned hot, humid and ominously dark. A quick check of my email showed that Pat didn't cancel or question the weather.
So I finally got around to writing a report for my first oh so well attended CFA event. We had a very select crew of 2 "run" the 37 or so kilometers of the HSCT.
Everyone finished at the same time and got a time of just under 9 hours (accuracy has never been one of my fortes).
Yikes... I signed up for a 100-miler. One of those stupid, last-minute things we all do from time to time. Three days till show-time. 'Guess it's time to figure out what to pack!
My success rate in the past at long runs like this has been best if I don't spend my last hours before the start fretting about what I forgot. Too much energy wasted on worry.
That's not usually my attitude, "Go BIG, or go home...". However, it seems appropriate for the 10th
anniversary of STORMY Ultras.
To make matters more "big", Action Jackson decided to bite off 100 because he claims Paul Cubbon and I "bullied" him in to it. We all know better. Action Jackson is certifiable, and THAT'S why he opted for 100 miles instead of 50.
Finaly it happened, My desire to "run" the Howe Sound Crest Trail has been fullfilled. Jamie Stirling, Jim Swadling and Kevin Harrison joined me on one of the most beautiful trails you could imagine. Almost 10hrs of runing, hiking, rock climbing, snow sliding and butt dragging from Cypress Bowl to Porteau Cove. I Could not have completed this jorney without these three guys. Check out the pics by Kevin, Jim and Gottfried
"What in God's name would motivate anyone to even think about running 100-miles," a work colleague asked late Friday when I shared my weekend plans with her.
“What are you, a meteorologist????” It began with rain...
The stars lined up to see my friend Pat, my 12 year old son and 14 year old second cousin visiting from Germany ready for an assault on Mount Strachan and Hollyburn this past Thursday.
A FRESH mop chop in anticipation of the STORMY 100. Let the games begin, Jackson! 
