Yesterday I went to Barr Camp and back.     It took me 2:20 to get to Barr Camp where I was able to buy a bottle of Gatorade and have a couple of pancakes made by the wonderful woman who runs the cabin up there.  I hung out there for 20 minutes, signed the log book and rested.  It took me nearly as long (1:45) to get down because I was tired from the brisk hike up.  I met up with some guys on the way down, who were taking a photo, and they actually invited me into their picture.  Two were tourists, one local and another two training for the Pikes Peak Marathon.  It started to thunder, and I ran down the Ws – the two guys and I kept passing each other.  It was a good run down.  They complimented my pace, which was nice to hear.  May and Jeanne got up there in under 2 hours!

I can’t write anymore – my hand cramps up after attempting a letter!  I actually kind of do this while running.  I don’t write it down, but you wouldn’t believe the stream of consciousness thoughts that stream through my head on a one-two hour hike/run.  I wish I could record it somehow.