Monday, February 27, 2012

Images From The Trails

This weekend was no different than any other - time on the trails! Saturday morning I got out relatively early (before 7am) with Rebecca for some time on the local connector trail and some of the offshoots of the West Boylston Rail Trail. Here are some Saturday morning pictures.

Quinapoxet River
Ridge high above the river and rail trail
Leading down to the river
West Boylston Rail Trail
Later that afternoon, I decided to head out for another short run. I took the extension of the rail trail that runs behind home and down over to a couple of waterfalls off Mill St. The high winds had knocked down many branches and some trees. Here are some of those pictures.

Downed branches on rail trail

Waterfalls Off Mill
Sunday morning I spent some time exploring by the river and on the red and white trails in Trout Brook. Here are some of the pictures.

If you are interested, all of the pictures are thrown together in one of those auto-generated iMovie photo albums, with musical selection from my five year old son -


Tuesday, February 21, 2012

Images From Last Weekend

Images from runs this weekend. On Sunday, I pace ran a friend at the Hampton Half Marathon. She did great, and PR'd by 4-5 minutes. I felt so great after the half that I went for another 3 mile run on trails near their house. On Monday, I had the day off for the first time in ages, and spent some time on my beloved river trails. Later in the day, I drove to Porcupine Hill to scout out some new trails.

Hampton Half and subsequent trail run

The beloved Quinapoxet trails

Porcupine Hill - about 5 very hilly miles away from home

Saturday, February 18, 2012

Come run the Quinapoxet with me

Took another stab at a trail running video. This time I was able to position the phone to capture some shots of me running along the trail. The music is from the surrealist film 'El Topo'. If you've ever wished you could come along on one of these weekend trail runs, this is your chance. 


Sunday, February 12, 2012

From the trails

After some speed and hill work this week, and a double yesterday, I decided keep it low mileage today. Some time on the trails. Connector and single-track to the river. Up and down the winding trails, still covered in patches of snow and ice. Footing tricky in spots. Up the bigmotherhill behind the house and down the rocky single-track. After a few winter-technical miles, the asphalt of the last 3/4 mi felt alien.
Have a great Sunday.

Shots from the trail on Sunday

Sunday, February 5, 2012

Sometimes you find an airstrip

Single-track off connector by the river. Icy splotches. Icy mosses. High ridge path requires some hands for balance. Upper loop off rail trail leads to more fire road. A vague memory of a pond over these hills leads to moving through the forest, without trail. Up ahead a slope, and clear blue sky beyond. The pond?

Stumbling upon the air field for the Quinapoxet Model Flying Club provides a wide open field with little runways mowed into brown grass. Paths along the edge of the wide plateau provide views of the pond. Gate shut, barbed wire fence leads to more running along the edge. Finally, a path down wooded slope leads to town forest road.

Bridge over Quinapoxet and back on to icy single track. Sit by the river for a minute. Cross frozen stream and back to road. Road to Mill. Bridge over Q. Rolling hills. Bridge over Q. And up the little hill back toward home.

There are birds here.

Saturday, February 4, 2012

Awesome Hangover

Standing on the icy edge of a 4135 acre reservoir, I thought - the word awesome is too commonly used. 

Awesome workout! What an awesome play! How was dinner? Awesome! 
This morning's run had moments that were awesome, in the true sense of the word.
What a great run this morning. Was out late last night (this morning) with old friends. slept for a few hours. Woke up and thought - I'm older than I've ever been. And now I'm even older. Took some ibuprofen. Had some water. Got dressed and got out there.
Today I drove over to the Wachusett Reservoir. There's a parking lot on 140 as you head toward Boylston. The road is part of the Stu's 30k course. I ran on 140 along the reservoir and took an old maintenance road down to the water. On to single track, fisherman and hiking trails that darted along the waters edge. Spectacular views.

Away from the water and into dense pine forest. The ground was so soft. Ran along old fire road with patches of ice scattered amidst red-brown forest floor. Roots reaching. Some parts of the forest so open that you could run through tall trees with little debris in the way of your step. Other places littered with downed limbs and wind-blown branches.

Parts of this run were truly exhilarating. I've never run over here, and the sense of wonderment as I crested hills or the amazement of gazing out over the water at distant shore in the sunlight far outweighed any ill effects I was suffering from last night's adventure. Don't get me wrong. I felt tired and my head was aching. At the beginning of the run. But as soon as I got about a mile in, and was on the trail, all of that disappeared. 

I am truly blessed to live so close to magnificent places to run.