Well, I turn fifty in a couple weeks, and I'm doing an 18k mountain trail race to celebrate this latest trip around the sun. Went out and did the route yesterday. WHEEEEEEEEW, that was tough. I've done some races that I thought had some ruthless climbs, but nothing like this. Eleven miles, all but a half mile or so on steep, rocky, technical trails. I was digging deep the last four miles or so, and I'm not wanting to do much of anything very fast today.
But it was cool, the wild flowers are psychedelically colorful, set in vivid green meadows under snowy peaks and moody thunderclouds. I wanted to take some pictures to share with all of you, but I'm afraid I was too busy trying not to die. So you'll have to use your imaginations. ha ha