Reliving the 1000mi Iditarod Trail Invitational – Day 7

George’s carrots served as a motivational driver throughout the day. Rohn’s checkpoint wizard and bratwurst grillmaster Adrian surprised us with chocolate and Fireball trail magic. We didn’t refuse. At ~mile 20 we opted for the slightly longer, but flatter river route to avoid further moguls. Soon we were moving again on the fabulous Kuskokwim River.

MP moved in her traditional Duracell Bunny style while I tried to follow in her footsteps. How and why we were still moving together remains a mystery. The sun was out and I even took a short trail nap somewhere. But MP woke me up and reminded me that this was a race, not some sort of leisurely vacation. I complied and we continued.

Suddenly we spotted a mother and baby moose committed to cross the river and cut right into our path. You never want to mess with a moose, and most definitely not with a mother moose who will protect her baby. Moose are unpredictable and very dangerous. They can be very aggressive and will trample you to death. On a river, without protection, you need to be extra careful. If a moose hangs out on the trail, which they often do, your only option is to wait. That can take hours. You can’t go around because the snow is too deep and soft, and you would risk an attack. The saying goes that there is no safe distance from a moose. The moose were still quite far away and were increasingly hesitant. We decided to proceed quickly to get out of their way. That worked, uff.

Many hours passed as we made our way around seemingly never-ending river bends. Night fell, yet, we were still not in McGrath. As often, things took a little longer than expected, but we finally made it to the checkpoint. Yay and wow! MP finished her 350mi race in 7d 8h 41min and placed 2nd in the women’s foot category…way to go! I was reminded that my race wasn’t over yet. I wasn’t even supposed to be tired. 700mi to go sounded still intimidating to me. But before I had more time to think, we were offered a beer (even some wine for MP), great food, a shower, and a bed. We gladly accepted all of it.

Moving relentlessly on the Kuskokwim River toward McGrath.

A motivational carrot. Thanks George!

No one really remembers what was going on here.

Rohn’s checkpoint wizard and bratwurst grillmaster Adrian surprised us with chocolate and Fireball trail magic. We didn’t refuse.

Mother and baby moose on the Kuskokwim River.

A very normal coffee break.

A trail nap. MP woke me up and reminded me that this was a race, not some sort of leisurely vacation. I complied and we continued.

MP finished her 350mi race in 7d 8h 41min and placed 2nd in the women’s foot category…way to go!

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Reliving the 1000mi Iditarod Trail Invitational – Day 6

If you wondered why I haven’t mentioned mushers yet, that’s because they only started today. The first mushers will pass me before Ruby (~mile 500). Stay tuned for dog team news.

One of MP’s mottos is “In der Ruhe liegt die Kraft,” which roughly translates into “strength lies in calmness.” I never felt as relaxed in a race as now. I slept longer than I would normally sleep, and, as a result, I felt good and strong every day. It may seem obvious, yet I was surprised how much of an impact one or two hours of additional sleep can have on your mood and body. Thus far I always tried to sleep as little as possible in races, but that may not be the best strategy. By sleeping a little more, I was able to move faster and further and felt better in addition. No more inefficient zombie walks and shiver trail naps. It’s the calmness that got me to Nome, not the race frenzy.

After an hour of moving and warming up, we made a fire and had a quick hot breakfast with an equally hot coffee. The rest of the day was pretty uneventful. The trail improved, there were less and less moguls, no more ice, and no more dirt sections. In true Duracell Bunny style, MP left me in the snow dust and made it to Nikolai ahead of me. She had already wolfed down her world-famous Nikolai checkpoint burger and rolled out her bed when my old and feeble persona finally arrived. The checkpoint was pretty busy with a bunch of athletes sleeping. Not even in the military have I heard as much snoring as in Nikolai. I found it hard to sleep even with earplugs. MP slept like a rock.

We got up well before daylight, had some coffee and sustenance, and headed out into the night. Checkpoint wizard George even handed us a bag of carrots “for the road.” Thanks! We had about 47mi to go to McGrath. McGrath would be MP’s finish line. For me, there would still be 700ish miles to go…

This is why you don’t mess with a moose. More on moose later.

Another one of these quick coffee breaks. Efficiency matters.

Getting my wide-open spaces fix.

Pretty skies before night is about to fall and the temperature will drop like a hammer.

Creative checkpoint sleeping.

Brewing a near-deadly coffee at the Nikolai checkpoint. Then some more.

A quick breakfast at the Nikolai checkpoint.

Only 47mi to McGrath, the finish line of the ITI 350 race. For me, there would still be 700ish miles to go…

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