Woke Tuesday & thought: BONUS marathon (doesn’t everyone? 🙂 )
Deadline to enter the Des Moines Marathon was Wednesday. Next thought: What to do in Iowa?
Slept on it & woke with a plan. Iowa would be all about the journey – an all-Midwest adventure! I’d travel to Des Moines via bus (to Denver), overnight train (to Omaha, Nebraska), then rental car 2 hours across Western Iowa. Perfect!
2 short runs on Wednesday & Thursday would be the only prep I could fit in – always lose a few days after marathoning (letting muscles & joints heal). Have learned to listen to my body after a full year of 26.2 race days.
Had never been to Denver’s Union Station previously – what a surprise! Unbeknownst to me, a major renovation occurred over the past 2 years – what a beautiful station! Additionally, Denver’s night life was a-happening. Lotta laughter & hand holding as I passed couples walking to some of Denver’s finest restaurants. Super impressed – go Denver!
Train conductors, comfortable seating, polite conversation, leg room, no baggage fees, no security scanners, a dining car. Riding Amtrak is like going back in time – when humans were kinder. LOVE LOVE train travel. Wish the U.S. would greatly expand our railways. I’m telling ya – if you haven’t travelled by train, you’re missing out.
Plugged in my phone (yep, that’s also possible on train) & woke 7 hours later in Lincoln – an hour from my train destination.
Taxi to the airport (to pick up a rental car), breakfast, 5 minutes later…I’m in Iowa.
An hour into the drive, detoured down a rural highway to take in the scenery. Early morning grass was still wet with heavy dew. Cornfields, farmhouses, brightly colored silos – reminiscent of Waller’s Bridges of Madison County. Truly blessed.
Discovering there’s unique beauty in each of my 50 state marathon destinations.
Race packet pick-up at the Iowa Events Center, then spent a couple hours exploring the State Historical Museum & State Capitol Building. Iowans are proud of their John Deere tractors – ‘nuf said ‘bout the museum. The Capitol Dome however was fascinating. Saturday was probably the ideal day to explore – no bureaucrats 🙂
2 hour nap, quick shower, then off to Carlisle Iowa where I had VIP tickets to a local production of Dracula – performed at historic Randleman House, a “found space” production.
A found space is a nontheatrical space — the rotunda of the state capitol, a church, warehouse, courtroom, carpenters shop – which is used for production. Typically the space is chosen because of its context to the play: Shakespeare’s Julius Caesar at the capitol, The Passion Play in a church, Inherit the Wind in a courtroom.
2 hour original production (currently unpublished), poetry reading during intermission and dinner – all proceeds supporting Des Moines’ local arts scene. FUN night! Conversed with many – including Carlisle’s mayor, the play’s director, playwright & cast members. Thanks Mary Sue for creating such a special night before my 13th marathon!
What to do in Iowa? Think I found my answer. YIKES – only 6 hours sleep before race time!
- Iowa weekend adventure – bus, overnight train, then car – and a BONUS marathon!
- discovering unique beauty in all 50 states
- IOWA!
- downtown Des Moines
- State Historical Museum of Iowa (yep, tractors)
- State Capitol
- Iowa’s Il Duomo
- Capitol dollhouse
- LOVED this painting – American West, crossing the prairie
- Soldiers and Sailors Monument
- historic Randleman House
- holiday decked in Edgar Allan Poe
- pre-race drama in Carlisle IA
After so much run, run, running – was super happy to touch base with my Fort Collins-based hiking friends & schedule much needed time in the mountains. Nothing provides more clarity & re-centers the spirit like time on our high peaks. Cammy listed 4 or 5 14ers on her summer wish list (yeah, she’s pretty hardcore) & I chose Sherman (Blanca Peak is next on my list).
Exactly what I needed. Biking & swimming will soon be on hiatus as I return to my true love. Still sticking with this year’s Ironman challenge – at least I’m gonna try – but after August 3rd, you’ll find me in the mountains. Rainier, Hood, Shasta, Denali – so many West Coast peaks are calling.
Caravanned to Mt. Sherman trailhead Friday night. Just past Fairplay, first snow. Couldn’t stop grinning.
The drive ended on rough dirt roads, lotta rocks for a low riding Prius (my next car will be a truck 🙂 ). Cammy & Erik set up camp near a small runoff stream – their huskies Knook & Nikita expected to keep the two warm from blowing wind & 31 degree temps. I chose the easy way out, unpacked my sleeping bag & slept inside the car. Blindfolded a shirt over my eyes after struggling an hour in search of darkness – the night’s full moon shone bright.
Woke in time to watch the moon slip beneath the ridge – my first clear vision of the snow-covered peaks.
Packed up, watered up, ready to hike. Passed an old mining shack, remnants of Colorado past.
Chose to bypass a series of switchbacks & scree scramble UP to the saddle. SNOW!! Conditions couldn’t have been any more perfect. I brought poles this day & easily moved up the ridge. Wind blew cold, helping to regulate my internal temp (running hot under 3 layers). Straight ahead I could see my first 14er summit of 2014. Woo-hoo!
Have never felt so strong before on a hike – attribute 50% to mental drive (I really wanted to summit today), the other half to consistent marathon training. Crazy lung capacity these days.
Summited at 8am – what to do? How ‘bout descend & climb nearby 13er Mt. Sheridan. Sheridan was lot more rock scramble (not my fave) but the payoff was the same – that view. SPECTACULAR! No bigger rush in life. Absolutely nothing like it.
Slid down two glaciers (super fun) & examined an old mine shaft on our descent.
Day’s over? Heck no – it’s not even noon yet.
On our drive return, stopped in Fairplay & toured South Park City – a historical mining town reconstruction from the days of the Colorado Gold Rush. LOVED it!
Marathon in Duluth next weekend, followed by two triathlons – training for Ironman Boulder. Most every other weekend between now & Columbus Day, you’ll find me sleeping under the stars anticipating my next climb.
- daybreak, Mt Sherman trailhead
- Saturday morning playground
- SNOW!
- Cammy & Nikita approaching the summit
- lotta adrenaline – first 14er of 2014
- SUCCESS – Mt Sherman 14,035ft
- down 1,000ft, then UP again to 13er Mt Sheridan
- Mt Sheridan approach
- 2nd summit of the day – WOW!
- Cammy, Erik & their fur family
- Knook
- fastest way to descend – CRAZY FUN!
- old abandoned gold mine
- reconstructed mining community in Fairplay
- one room schoolhouse
- pharmacy
- old mining town – with a VIEW!
Arrived a day earlier than most for my Granddad’s funeral so…had a free day in Northern Virginia.
Woke early, hit the hotel gym, then off to Harpers Ferry National Park in West Virginia – approx 45 minutes away.
THE HISTORY OF HARPERS FERRY HAS FEW PARALLELS IN THE AMERICAN DRAMA. It is more than one event, one date, or one individual. Harpers Ferry witnessed…the arrival of the first successful American railroad, John Brown’s attack on slavery, the largest surrender of Federal troops during the Civil War, and the education of former slaves in one of the earliest integrated schools in the United States [Storer College].
Arrived 10 minutes before the start of a FREE ranger guided tour of the town. Ya’ll know – FREE is for ME – so on the bus we climbed. Best way to see the Park & understand its unique history in a short amount of time. Highly Recommended. That said, think the ranger thought we were prepping for Jeopardy – whole lotta information 🙂
Summer’s already arrived in the Shenandoah Valley – sunny & humid but luckily, this day included a breeze. Enjoyed spectacular views of the Potomac – rushing water still running high, early in the season. Walked over the river via a pedestrian bridge constructed by the B&O Railroad. Took pics at “The Point” (where Maryland, Virginia & West Virginia meet) & ate lunch at a local café before the heavens opened. Rain cooled temps by 15.
I had been to Harpers Ferry years ago as a boy. Seemed fitting to return before tomorrow’s funeral. So much personal history, shared memories with my Grandparents. Fun day but jeez, hard saying goodbye.
- Harpers Ferry Nat’l Park
- ranger guided tour – whole lotta information
- Potomac River & Shenandoah Valley
- springtime in the Virginias
- Appalachian Trail — 1165 miles to Maine, 1013 miles to Georgia
- historic Storer College (1865-1955)
- St. Peters
- “The Point” — Maryland on left, Virginia to the right, standing in West Virginia
- B&O Railroad
- pedestrian walk-bridge over Potomac – sunshiny humid East Coast day



















































