Buffalo Creek: 543, Baldy, Miller Gulch, Sandy Wash

Great weather brings out a whole lotta people on the weekends.  Buffalo Creek was busy.  While I have no problems sharing the trails with mountain bikers, today was a bit of a pain because of a group of horses.  The problem is that they kept passing me, which would require me to stop so all six of them (and another half-dozen or so dogs) could pass me, they'd ride for a while, then stop to water their horses, talk or have lunch, then resume just in time to pass me again, requiring me to stop.  By the fourth and final time it was almost comical, but I don't do well with interruptions on the trail and it did disturb my mojo for the hike.  I just wanted to belt out miles and it seemed like there were too many pace-breaking stops to get a good flow.  That combined with running out of water about three hours in, which made me cut the hike a bit short of what I was hoping for today and I can just say that I've had better days on the trail.

A beautiful sky, but man, was it dry.  I don't think I can recall a November this dry here on the front range.  One of the fire departments had it signed as Extreme fire danger (likely one above reality, but still, very high is ridiculous for November).

The view north toward Long Scraggy.

14.24 miles on the day, 4:27:18, average pace was 18:46, 1,305' vertical.

Mt. Sanitas

Needing a bit of a change of scenery and also wanting to check out my favorite used outdoor clothing shop, I decided to park at the Pearl Street trailhead and hike Mt. Sanitas.  Nice crisp air, beautiful clear skies; it was a good day to climb, which is a good thing, because anyone who's done Sanitas knows that is exactly what it does.

4.71 miles, 1:45:00, 1,201' vert, average pace 22:32.  From the Sanitas Trailhead to the summit, 1.4 miles, 951 vertical, I managed a respectable 28:50.

Bergen Peak

Deciding that there was no better way to spend Thanksgiving, I got out for a hike of Bergen Peak.  I was far from the only one.  Actually, I had to go to a different trailhead it was so crowded.  That said, the slight change of scenery wasn't bad for me.  I had a very solid climb up and ran down until I hit the intersection, then went back to walking.  Temps were cold enough that I chose to run off the summit just to get warmed back up.

10.56 miles (from the Lewis Ridge Road TH), 2:59:34, 17:11 pace. 1991' vertical.

Buffalo Creek: Gashouse, Baldy, Tramway, CT, GM Loop

I got out with my former boss, Colleen, for a nice hike in Buffalo Creek.  Perfect weather, about 60F, very few folks on the trail for a Saturday.  Started at the Gashouse trailhead, headed north to Baldy, down Baldy to 543 to Tramway, up tramway to the Colorado Trail and caught the Green Mountain loop at the end.  Rather than doing the trail back, we hit the road, both agreeing that we had enough miles under our feet for the day.

13.42 miles, 1,250' vert, 4:22:48 with an average pace of 19:34m/m.

A great conversation along the trail catching up on other adventures in our lives and trail recommendations for future hikes.

Buffalo Creek Explorations

While I've been mountain biking in Buffalo Creek since 2000, it's only been in the last couple of weekends that I've started doing some hiking and running in the area.  Last weekend I saw a rare sight that begged to be explored, a new trail (or at least new to me).  Going up FDR 543, between where the singletrack portion of Sandy Wash takes off and where the gully trail where Sandy Wash dumps I saw a new piece of singletrack taking off to the south with a wooden bridge across the creek.

Today I decided it was time to explore this ribbon of trail goodness.  What I found was the lower portion of the trail looked new, like they were still working on it new, but the further up I went the more clear it was that this had been a project in the works for several years.  By the upper 2/3rds the trees removed from the corridor appeared to have been taken out several seasons ago and it appeared that it was following a corridor of a trail from before the burn (the Buffalo Creek area has been hit by two significant fires, the Buffalo Creek fire in 1996 and the High Meadow fire in 2000.  The Buffalo Creek fire led to numerous trails being closed that only gradually reopened with a lot of lobbying and hard work on behalf of volunteers).

The trail climbs up from 543 steeply at first and then flattens out toward the top, covering about 1,100' over the length of the climb (about 6.5 miles from the trailhead on 543 at the bottom) where it intersects the Buffalo Burn trail, which eventually runs into the Colorado Trail near Hwy 126 and FDR 550.  I continued along the CT to Shinglemill, which I descended back to 543.  While descending 543 a mountain biker stopped me to ask what I'd hiked today and I tried to explain and he referred to the new trail as Lil' Kitty.  Not sure if that's the name, but that's the best I've got for a name.

Part of the long climb up Lil' Kitty looking back

Looking up Lil Kitty

Finally heading downhill!

This was my first time actually going down Shinglemill, as we'd always come up Morrison Creek, gone across the CT then north through Miller Gulch until we intercepted Sandy Wash.  The view and the trail made me wonder why we climbed Morrison Creek instead of Shinglemill.

The only uncomfortable moment was about 3/4 of the was up the climb when I saw a very large gathering of ravens on the other side of the drainage.  One landed on a rock about 100 yards from me and dropped a 6"+ long strip of blood-red meat on the rock before flying away, harassed by other ravens.  As I left the area the ravens all landed on the same area, apparently fighting over a carcass.  Who knows what killed whatever it was, but in that kind of terrain one's mind quickly goes to mountain lions. There were a lot of deer in the area, mostly does in groups of 6-7, some with bucks.  I also saw several nice looking 4-point bucks in the area without harems.

Ending mileage was 15.7 miles, 4:26:12, and a 16:58 average pace.  It was all hiking this time.

Doubletime

Today started off taking advantage of the extra hour of sleep and hitting the trail early.  Valerie and I met in Morrison for a hike into Bear Lake Park and had a pretty good ramble, for me, discovering more trails that I never had a clue existed.  There's a lot of winter training potential in the park and I plan on taking advantage of the system a lot this year.

We scared up a buck and his harem just after the halfway point.  It's clear the rut for mule deer is here.  Final figures on the hike were 5.22 miles, 1:31:49, and a 17:36 pace.

As is quickly becoming my weekend habit, a single hike or run with someone else just doesn't seem to satisfy me, so after getting a quick lunch, I drove up to Buffalo Creek for a hike/trail run.  I walked pretty much the entire ascent going up FDR 543 along the river until I got to Baldy, then proceeding up the hill for about another mile before deciding I didn't have enough in my legs or light in the day to make the connector to Sandy Wash and turned around.  That left me with a 10.74 mile walk/run (about 65% walking, 35% running), which I covered in 2:42:57 which worked out to be a 15:10 pace.

Completing the day with 16 miles felt pretty solid.  Early on in the second hike I did have some tweakiness in my left foot (4th metatarsal) and right patellar tendon, but both seemed to fade with time and by the time I was on Baldy were gone entirely.  While my legs definitely need to continue to develop and my cardio is a long way from where I want it to be, between yesterday's run and today, it's clear that I'm well on my way to  returning to the fitness level I want.

Catching up... again

So last Saturday, October 27th was my last day of deer and elk season.  I really wanted to make the best of it since I failed to get anything during antelope season and the freezer is probably down to 25 pounds of deer from last year.  Mr. Murphy intervened when my hunting partner for the day failed to show up at 4am.  At 4:15 I called him, at 4:20 he called back and said he was running late and about to leave his place in Lakewood.  Not cool.  By the time we met up in Evergreen we were about 40 minutes behind schedule.  As a result, by the time we arrived in Summit County it was just starting to get light on the eastern horizon.

It was cold, 4-5" of snow on the ground, probably 22-24F outside and of course the hike in starts with a near vertical ascent (or so it feels) for about 1/2 mile.  That gets you nice and sweaty for the next stage in hunting, sitting down without moving for 90 minutes to two hours in the snow.  Did I mention it was cold?  Anyway, by the end I decided to really beat the bushes and give it my best shot, so we hiked in past Harrigan Creek and by 1:30pm we'd put up about 8.5 miles and based on the lack of any animals or good sign to work with, called it a day.  Probably the highlight of the day for me was this scene out of a Bev Doolittle drawing:

We also ran across a cleverly concealed hunting camp that was apparently empty, from the lack of tracks going in or out.

Sunday was my ticket to getting out of the doghouse for two weekends of hunting away from my wife.  We went for a great little run in Bear Lake Park.  Just random wanderings on various trails with no rhyme or reason for my trail selection.  3.9 miles, 48:37, 12:31 pace including some walking along the road.

Suz snapped this hopelessly posed picture, which never seem to turn out, do they?

Somehow that one run wasn't enough and after spending some time doing horse stuff with her, I left her to untack and did another quick hit, this time it was Green Mountain and very short.  Just 2.2 miles, 26:45 and a pace of 12:03, but it worked it out of my system.  I'm not a big fan of GM runs because, well, I'm not good at running up hill.  Hiking up hill, yes, running up them, not so much.

So other than a dog walk on Friday (1.47 miles, 29:55, 20:20 pace), it was a pretty weak week.

Today, Saturday the 3rd of November I drove over to Elk Meadows.  I hadn't run continuously in a few weeks so I wanted to put in a good effort on one of my favorite loops.  As usual, I struggled early on to warm up the mojo and get a good pace going, but by the high point in the loop, I was cruising.  In the end it was somewhere in the neighborhood of my PR for the loop, not that I'm absolutely certain what that is, but I recall it being around 1:04.  Today was 5.7 miles, 1:05:03, 11:24 pace.  I felt good the entire loop and even did alright on some of the flatter climbs.  The sub-11:30 pace makes me happy, as I've struggled with getting there on longer runs without feeling completely wasted.

I took several pictures, but unfortunately failed to notice I left my memory card in my computer when I grabbed the camera.  Opps.  Oh well, it's likely I'll be back soon enough.

Total mileage Sunday to Saturday on the week was 13.27, which is my lowest since the first week of September.  With hunting season behind me now, while some workouts are likely to move onto the stepper and into the gym (or fire department), I hope to get back into the 20-25 mile per week range for the next couple months before making any moves to build on more base.  Since this is just the beginning of getting back in shape, I want to be sure to make sure my joints, tendons and ligaments are getting the time they need to adapt, not just my heart and muscles.  Patience is the key to getting this 45 year old machine back into fighting shape.