Yay! We are back racing! Well that’s is debatable, racing that is, but the Sisters ran the Iroquois Trail Test today! Beautiful day, challenging course, lots of heart pumping fun. we even had an awesome guest with us, Cecilia! The three of us rock the course, and yes there were tons of rocks, and hills and more rocks, a true Test! Yay for us!
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What every gal needs is a time to hang out with her running friends, which usually are her best friends! We had a wonder 23 hours with our closest running friends. The four of us got together during our marathons days years ago, so it was great to get together to reminisce, catch up with each other and to plan another adventure.
We had a great time this weekend volunteering at the Rockstar Adventure Race. Injuries and family commitments prevented us from participating at the race but didn’t stop us from volunteering. We had a great time, volunteering lets us feel involved and connected with the race.
Storm Racing out did themselves this year. There were a few technical difficulties, including a devastating fire at Bark Lake just weeks before the race but I’m sure the racers didn’t notice a thing.
Our job this year was to man the swim area where racers jumped into about 8 feet of murky, fishy water looking for a silver CD. Some racers just loved jumping in the water and others not so much.
This year there was a family category. It was great seeing all the kids out trying an adventure race. This race wasn’t easy and although not everyone walks away with a medal, all the participants are winners.
Check out the video below!
We had an amazing day with two of Bark Lakes finest lifeguards, Laura and Elana. There were the best, professional and fun!
Perfect summer weather (for sitting on the dock in the sun) great racers and the sisters together, we couldn’t have asked for a nicer weekend!
This post is a little late but the Blister Sisters were at it again in the Rockstar Adventure Race that was held on July 25th at Bark Lake. I think that was the 7th time we have done this race and we still love it. Race director Sean Roper does an excellent job keeping this race fresh and keeping racing teams guessing.
After a grueling 25k mountain bike ride down rocky, hilly and wet ATV trails and Ontario cottage country backroads, we rolled in to the trek and paddle portion of the course. We chose to trek first and saved the paddle for later on in the day. Going forward with our new found but unpracticed compass skills we felt positive that we would find this new course a breeze and that controls would appear right where our compass pointed us.
He he, not so! The first control was the paddle board. Glenis did an outstanding job of getting through that task quickly. Then we moved on to an over grown trail to find 2 more controls. That’s when the trouble started. Its all fine to know what direction to go but the problem was we didn’t really know how far to go in that direction. That’s a skill we haven’t mastered.
After wandering and back tracking on an all but non-existence trail, having not seen a sole for what seemed like hours, we stumbled on a control. We were back in business.
With our new found sense of accomplishment we trotted off to the next control by a beaver dam. Success! After looking at the map and our compass we stumbled across the dam to bushwhack to the next target.
We hacked and stumbled through the dense undergrowth, pausing to take readings with our compass to stay on track only to find ourselves at the edge of a large marsh. Once again we need to back track, through that bush that has probably never seen a human. We took a reading that should have intersected with a trail only to find ourselves back at the beaver dam. We probably couldn’t have done that if we planned to end up there. So we tripped back across the dam and onto a trail. At this point we decided to chuck the compass and go back to just reading the map. Apparently we need a lot more practice before we rely on a compass to get us anywhere.
Sticking to a trail we found the next control. Then we waded through a creek and onto to an old ATV trail. We planned to hit a control on the edge of a large marsh. Fortunately for us, other racers had already been there ahead of us so a path around the marsh was already stomped out in the long grasses and through the bracken waters. It seemed like quite a hike only because there were storm clouds gathering all around us. It had been raining on an off but usually after a brief shower the sun came out. This was looking a little more ominous.
Our joy of finding the control was seriously hampered by the huge storm that blew in as we stood planning our next move. We were nearly blown off our feet, the temperature dropped and the rain pelted us sideways. We hustled up into the bush and contemplated our escape. The decision was to go back the way we had come in along the marsh, in the rain and lightning, bushwhacking wasn’t an option. The rain was pelting down in buckets, we were soaked through. We didn’t give it a second thought when we waded through the rushing creek that drained the marsh and climbed onto an ATV trail. The trail had a stream running down through the middle of it but strangely it was the nicest run of the day.
Time was running out but we decided on finding one more control. A sound control, we had to find it by listening for a sound in the forest. No easy task with the rain pelting down. Once again we over shot where it was supposed to be, but on the way back the rain had slackened off and we could actually hear the bush. There it was; a rock song,- the Stones I think; playing in the bush. Off we charged and Glenis ran forward to punch the control. Next thing I know she is yelping and holding her butt, she had disturbed some ground wasps, and one of them got her right on the butt cheek! With her leg going numb we hustled off to the finish line!
We never did get in the canoe, every time we thought of paddling the rain came along with lightning and thunder. We did have a great time though. What a rush to be out in the bush wondering what is around the next corner. We will be back next year for sure, hopefully with improved compass skills!
We had a crazy great time at Storm the Trent this past weekend. You can’t beat that feeling of choking up a lung as you peddle like mad up a rocky, rutted ATV trail! We ended up doing just over 50K of running, cycling and paddling on Saturday. Hot, dusty and a ton of fun, everyone should try this race! Have a look at our slideshow.
We have been waiting three and a half long, cold months for our first event. It was worth the running in the brain numbing cold to be ready for it.
Yesterday the Blister Sisters and the Band Aid ran the Raid the Rib Adventure Race. To do this event we needed a team of three so we enlisted our good friend Jean to be our “Band Aid”. Jean runs like a gazelle over the trails but this is the second time she has joined our team so we must be doing ok to keep up with her. We had so much fun, we just laugh the entire time.
The event was held at Rock Ridge Ranch on the escarpment near Milton Ontario. This location was great, the escarpment terrain offers a lot of navigational challenges from rocky ground to cliffs and creeks, nothing about is it flat and rolling. Besides the spring thaw with mud and flooding, at the ranch location, you are also dealing with horse trails that twist and double back so there wasn’t an easy route to any control.
The Don’t Get Lost organization hosts great events always with little twists thrown in to even out the field. The Rib Raid was a scramble so every team could plan their own route. There was no set course, which is just what we like, if we couldn’t find something we could just move on. This time it was mandatory to head back to the start midway through the race and each member of the team had to do an individual navigation challenge.
The morning started out on time for us, but Jean was a little late arriving at the Ranch. She was driving in from another direction than us. She got behind a Don’t Get Lost car and decided it would be easy just to follow it to the Ranch. Unfortunately it didn’t come directly to the ranch, so she was just a little lost (Get it – Don’t Get Lost! LOL) and little late arriving.
This left us a little less time to come up with our plan of attack, but we managed to pull it together and we felt we were good to go at least for an hour or so. This was a 4 hour event so we were going to have to plan on the run as well.
All was good until the start when the entire field took off running in the opposite direction than we wanted to go! We sort of stood there dumb struck and then trotted off to follow them, having no idea where we were going. Then our brains kicked in and we hauled butt in the opposite direction to find our first control. Now we were in charge of our plan again. The first and second controls were right were we thought they should be. We over shot our third control and got a little turned around. I even had to pull out the compass to see which way was north, I hardly ever do that. (We really need to take a navigation course). After some bush whacking, we ended up on a double track trail not really knowing where we were on the map, but three heads together, we took a good guess and we were right. We found more controls before heading back for the individual challenge.
Now it was supposed to be 10 degrees C with some sun, but in reality it was windy and cold, I froze waiting at the individual challenge, luckily none of us took too long to find our controls and off we went with an hour to go to finish the race.
Now we were in those twisty horse trails I mention. They just seem to go in circles and they looked the same. The land is treed and rocky with a few outcrops and bogs. Tough going, we eventually, after a spectacular fall by Glenis, decided we had better figure out how to find our way back to the finish.
Needless to say we didn’t win, but we didn’t set out to win, just to have a great time together. We would defiantly recommend this event and any of the Don’t Get lost events to anyone interested in trail running with a twist of navigation thrown in.
After a nice barbeque (we even stayed for the awards) we gave Jean a hug and set November 8th, Raid the Hammer, for our next team adventure.
The sisters now have a month to figure out how to mountain bike again before our next race at Storm the Trent! I guess we better get our bikes out now! Oh yea and that canoe!
It’s been crazy cold lately, almost too cold to run. Almost but not quite. Running in -22C (-7F) requires some precautions before you set out. Even though you think you are prepared things can happen. Just look at my sister’s Frost Nipped ear! Those dangly earrings will conduct cold quiet easily when it’s -22C. When we ran the next day she took the precaution of slipping on a pair of ear bags to protect her damaged ear lobe.
Frostbit is something that can happen to anyone out in the extreme cold, not just arctic explorers. People in more temperate climates can get it too when the temperature plunges and the wind whips up.
If you skin pales or turns red, gets is very cold, hard or waxy looking you just might have frostbite. You don’t have to have all these symptoms to succumb to frost nip, a milder form of frostbite.
There are three degrees of frostbite. Frostnip is a mild form and usually affects your face, ears or finger tips and toes. Superficial frostbite is more serious and affects the outer layer of your skin. Deep frostbite is when the underlying tissues freeze and can cause permanent damage.
You want to be careful when you warm skin that you suspect has been frostbitten. Warm water is the safest way. There is a lot of information on the web on how to treat frostbite. Although if I thought it was serious I would just head to medical clinic. I do know there are things you shouldn’t do like rub or massage frostbitten skin or break any blisters that form.
We had a little chuck about the close call we had with frostbite and took extra precautions running the next day. Our run in the forest was in beautiful bright sunshine and we were out of the wind. Hopefully now that March had arrived we will be putting that nasty frigid cold behind us and we can get on with our training in some more traditional March weather, LOL
Happy New Year! Today was the last run of 2014. We reminisced over the past year and talked about the plans for next. Boy do we have great plans for 2015!
We wish you all health and happiness in the New Year! Stay tuned for our 2015 adventures!