Yesterday, T and I took a route new to her, and new-ish to me. I've ridden it a few times a while back, but never ran it. It was possibly the slowest run less than six miles on record, but between going up up up the first two miles (some of it hands on thighs steep), picking our way through the very overgrown pampass grass, taking pictures, and picking mushrooms, it's not so bad. And even if it was that bad, we had fun. First off, we met Lassie Deer.
Of the options available to him, Lassie Deer picked our trail. Every time we came around a corner, he was waiting for us. The logical conclusion was that Little Jimmy had fallen down the well, and Lassie Deer was leading us to him :/ This run also featured conversations of Yogi Bear and Frederico Bear, the love of jelly sandwiches, and the Bear Olympics. We finally made it to the Mushroom Trail. I need to learn my mushrooms, we see them all the time and I don't know what's safe to eat. But this is the one spot I'm happy picking them, delicious black trumpets. We didn't pick too many due to time constraints, but we'll definitely be back for more, there were loads up there.
Then we had to battle through the vicious pampass grass. It was much more overgrown than I was expecting. Even trying to pick our way through carefully, we both came out covered in scratches and bleeding a little. This slowed the pace a lot. Eventually we got through everything, and it was a fun downhill shot all the way back to the car. Felt more beat up than I should for 5.7, but after a good run at Jackson the day before and going to the gym before running it's ok.
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