Get scared.
“Do one thing everyday that scares you.” Eleanor Roosevelt Last week I decided to accept this challenge. I chose to go trail running at night… solo. Now I love running trails solo, but have never ventured out into the night on the trails. I have journeyed out into early morning darkness, but that was based on the knowledge that the darkness would quickly turn to the lovely golden light that brings with it feelings of safety and confidence. This run was going to be very different, it was going to start in darkness and end in darkness. There would be no warming glow of safe sunshine, just the bubble of light cast from my headlamp. I tried to keep my focus within this little bubble of light, not thinking so much of what might be happening outside of it, what might be scurrying in the depths of the forest or peering at me from the darkness with vision more accustomed to nightlife. I left the house that night, reached the car and turned right back towards the front door, but just before I reached it, I forced myself to stop, turn the other direction and head right back to the car. “Just go!” When I actually got to the start of the trail and started running the first section, which runs parallel to the highway, the presence and light cast from passing cars gave me a sense of security. Somehow I convinced myself to just run to the top of the section, before it spit me into the forest. “Just cut it short it’s okay” I told myself. But the closer I got to top I couldn’t let myself be that easily persuaded, I knew I would regret not following through. So into the dark forest I went. Shouting and clapping as I went, I refused to look behind me, which I often do on trail runs during the day to make sure I am not in the way of oncoming bikers or faster runners. But this time I knew if I looked behind I would see only a few feet of light cast by my headlamp and then darkness. In all honesty the only fear I had that night was of large animals that may be roaming looking for a night-time snack, and I did not want to surprise anything that was out on the trails looking for food. My mind mostly turned to cougars which frequent this particular area of town. I had to keep telling myself that the only difference on the trails at night is the absence of light; there was nothing out to get...
Currently
This has been an odd Winter. Really odd. I’ve experienced 3 Winters since moving to Southwest British Columbia in 2010 and I’m being told that I was spoiled with how amazing they were. Watching this winter unfold has felt like watching an awkward stage performance on some reality TV show were the individual tries to sing but sounds like someone strangling a cat, at first the fact they can’t sing is humorous, in a schadenfreude kind of way, but eventually you become uncomfortable at the display and wonder why somebody isn’t escorting them off the stage. Somebody needs to escort this Winter off the stage. This Winter was going to be The Winter we’d nail skiing, not only resort skiing but backcountry skiing. It’s been a hard activity for us to get good at but we hadn’t really put much effort into it in the past. This Winter we planned to change that. I’d imagined doing midweek night skiing at Cypress Resort, then getting out into the backcountry on the weekends to experience the joys of powder skiing that we’ve heard so much about. So far, those dreams haven’t materialized. We’ve had a few large dumps of snow broken up by long stretches with no precipitation and the temperature and freezing levels have been really high leading to heavy, wet snow cheerfully referred to locally as “elephant snot”. We’ll just have to see how things progress as the Winter goes on. For now it feels like I’m in a holding pattern, waiting for permission to land. So I thought I’d write a “currently” post, a post about what I’m doing right now instead of planning my ski trips. Currently… reading The Rock Warrior’s Way, I think the title is lame, and I’ve found the writing so far to be pretty verbose, but I’ve seen some great improvements in my own climbing focus from the techniques it recommends so far, so I’ll continue to read it. loving Sticking dynos at the local bouldering gym. I’m not a fan of gyms in general but climbing indoors is actually pretty fun. Working a problem for a few days and finally sticking that crux dyno move is pretty damn satisfying. I’ve only been at it for a few weeks and I already feel functionally stronger than I have in my whole life. thinking a lot about Social Media and Networks. I’m always on this knife edge between loving and hating it. I love that it gives me a medium to inspire people to get outdoors, but when I see people in the wild staring at their phones, holding them up looking for reception,...
Early Season Ice Climbing
Since our week long trip to Canmore last Winter, Ice Climbing has become a passion of ours. This past season has seen us put a lot more effort into Climbing in general. Climbing is not just a full body sport, it’s a full everything sport. It’s physical, mental and emotional. It’s the perfect activity in my opinion. I can understand why people give up everything to live in a van and climb full time as a dirtbag. Climbing gives you almost everything you need to feel a sense of living fully. Ice Climbing, however, tends to not have a huge following. Even within the climbing community only a small subset of climbers will learn to climb ice and stick with it. For most it appears to be a novelty activity to do once, take some photos of and then never do again. Not for myself. Something about the aesthetics of it appeals to me. Swinging sharpened Ice tools and kicking serrated barbs of steel into walls of frozen water. Seeing layers of ice shatter and explode or feeling the ice tool make a satisfying “thunk” as it bites solidly from a perfect flick of the wrist. All ice is not made equal either. Time, weather and location can have a dramatic effect on the properties of the ice you will be climbing. The type of ice you climb in the morning can be completely different to the type of ice you climb that same evening. To rock jocks that have never been on ice I try to use this analogy, “Imagine going to your favorite granite rock climbing area only to discover when you get there that the rock has now changed to limestone with bands of gneiss running through it, and instead of a 5.10b crack you now have a 5.11a face climb. It’s that kind of flux that you have to be prepared for with ice” Or put simply by a friend of mine as we geared up at the base of a climb: “Ice Climbing is just badass, that’s it, everyone knows it” What follows are some accounts of the Ice Climbing trips I’ve been on in the past few months and what I’ve learned from those experiences. Mount Baker Seracs: Spring wrote about our experience at Mount Baker here: “Mount Baker: Ice Climbing“, so I won’t labor the details. I was really psyched to get out on glacier ice. From all my glacier experience the number one rule has always been to avoid going anywhere near crevasses but on this trip our goal was not only to find the deepest, darkest cracks in the glacier...
10 Trail Running Lessons
Here are a few trail running lessons that I have learned over the past year. I thought I would pass them along to see if you can relate to any of them! Don’t eat eggs before you run. They will make you feel heavy and make you even gassier than running normally makes you! This can be a huge problem if you are ahead of your running partner; you may actually lose a partner on this one. Keep your kit tidy! Meaning don’t have earphone wires hanging down so they can swing aimlessly while you gallop along. Tuck those stray wires in your sports bar or in your shorts waist band. You will tire quickly of having to adjust laces, wires, straps…everything needs to be in it’s right place or else 2 to 3 hours down the trail you are going to have a meltdown. I have so I know. Take the right music. Music that sounds great at the beginning of the run can become very annoying hours in. How do you know you have the right music? For shorter tempo runs I always like a few sick beats to get dropped and for longer runs I like something a bit more emotive, nothing that will make me cry mid-run, but soothing enough that it helps me keep on pace. Fight the urge to sit or lie down when you see a soft mossy patch along the trail. you won’t get back up. Always bring toilet paper. Let’s not beat around the bush, because you are eventually going to have to poop in one, so be prepared! There will be slow days and there will be fast days. There will be days that you love it and days that you swear you will never run again. It’s all a part of the process…embrace it! Learn to love walking. That’s right, I have let the cat out of the bag, the key to running for a really long time is learning when to walk and when to keep running. There is no shame in walking a chin scraper of a hill, it’s probably more efficient and energy-saving in the long run; unless you are kind of a big deal like some of the pro’s out there. I am not therefore I am not ashamed to walk every now and then! Running solo is a beautiful thing! Don’t be afraid to head out on the trails by yourself, even for the long runs. Running in a group is a beautiful thing! Learn to run with a group, especially people who are faster than you. You won’t believe how motivating it can...
What gets us Stoked, X
So this is the 10th and final installment of our video series. We will be continuing to share videos on our blog just differently. If you’re on a computer you can look on the right hand side of this post you will see a new box called “Recommended Videos”. These are videos we’ve watched that have thought us something, inspired us or have just got us stoked and psyched to get outside and push ourselves. So here they are, our final 5 videos in our “What gets us Stoked” series. Enjoy! Are you Wreckage or Salvaged? Exploration Trail Running in Winter The promise of Youth… Inspiring! Being in the...
