After the Great Race got cancelled because of lack of snow – on the day we got a bunch of new snow, unfortunately – I decided I would drive up to West Yellowstone for the Rendezvous. I had to get some revenge for my Birkie. This time I wasn’t going to freeze. All bundled with balaclava and all, this one went a whole lot better. I ended up 5th, only about 15 seconds from the podium. It was a really fun race. And a tougher workout than anyone could have imagined when we woke up to blistering winds and 5″ of new snow on the track. You know it’s slow out there when the winners are in the 2:40 range. Way fun though. And great to mix it up for real with all the old Idaho master blasters from back home. A few Far West folks made the trip as well.
As an addendum to the Birkie report, here’s a great part of northern Wisconsin: live bait in gas stations.