Jun 21, 2014

During my run around the world I developed a very efficient shuffling style, with minimal lifting of my feet. While this conserves energy, it’s not conducive to fast running. I noticed today that I’m still dragging my feet a bit. I think I’m a bit weak in the muscles around the groin that are used to lift the legs. I reckon I’ll get faster if I do some ancillary exercises to improve my strength in those muscles.


On This Day


Jun 21, 2012

Distance today = 50.39 km; Total distance = 8120.30 km; Location = Carlton (4 km west of) – 46 39.754′ N, 92 28.379′ W; Start time = 0855, Finish time = 1726


Another very eventful day!!! Let me go through it chronologically.

The day dawned bright and clear – a nice change from the past few days – and we had no trouble getting down to Duluth to start where I finished off yesterday.

I began by running along the shore of Lake Superior. This is the largest fresh water lake in the world by surface area. After 10 km I reached a trail, an old railway line, which runs all the way to Minneapolis, nearly 250 km away.

At the start of the trail I met a baby skunk. I couldn’t believe how cute it was, with innocent eyes that looked like a kitten’s that has just opened for the first time. It wasn’t scared of me and emitted no scent. It just wandered slowly into the long grass. It was only about 20 cm long, and I reckon no older than a week or so.

I started up the trail, but pretty soon I began to see signs of the floods. The trail had been completely washed away in sections, and other parts had been totally covered by landslides.

I negotiated each of these impediments until, at the 31 km mark, I reached a 15 metre wide section with rapids that looked like the Colorado River. No sane person would have attempted to cross it, let alone with a phone and other stuff that would have been ruined if it got wet.

So I turned right and started wading across what is normally a backyard lawn, with the water up to my chest (I had put my running belt around my neck). I then started down a road that looked like it was about a metre under water. However, a cop started yelling for me to come back, which I duly did.

Luckily I did, as apparently the water just kept getting deeper until it reached a washed out bridge, which definitely would have been way over my head. I was never going to get through that way.

So I took the only option available to me – a long detour, but at least it meant I didn’t have to double back. I finally reached the other side and finished my day, although not as far down the trail as I’d expected at the start of the day. No problems, though, as I still got my 50 km in, even if the route was a little convoluted.

In the end, I consider I was very lucky. I only had to back-track a trivial 120 metres (I have subtracted 240 metres from my Garmin total). It could have been much worse.

I have just heard that the damage bill for the city of Duluth is estimated to be over $100 million, and there is much more outside the city. That gives you an idea of how bad these floods have been – the worst ever recorded in the region.

Hopefully I’m now past the worst of it, as I really want to enjoy this long trail all the way into Minneapolis.


Jun 21, 2013

Distance today = 38.45 km; Total distance = 21,888.01 km; Location = Kalgoorlie – 30 45.052’ S, 121 28.137′ E; Start time = 0815, Finish time = 1432


After the effort of three consecutive 60 km days, it was nice to have a short one. I ran from the Gold Rush Motel in Coolgardie to the Midas Motel in Kalgoorlie, a total of just over 38 km. Both motels have been very generous in providing us with accommodation free of cost.

Both towns owe their existence to gold mining. Coolgardie was the original boom town, but was soon overshadowed by Kalgoorlie, and still is to this day. Both still boast productive reserves of gold. There are numerous mines between the two towns, as I found out today. I also found several coins on the side of the road, one of them a 2 cent coin. These haven’t been in circulation for years.

I was met by a small team from the local Kalgoorlie newspaper on my arrival in the town, conducting a short interview before I reached the motel. Arriving early, I indulged in the luxury of an afternoon nap.

Grace flies home in the morning. It has been great having her along. She has totalled over 40 km with me on the road. This places her fifth on the list of most kilometres run with me, behind Chook, Barry, Dave, and The Hud. We’ll be dropping Grace at the airport tomorrow, and I’ll then start heading out of Kalgoorlie. The Nullarbor beckons.