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South Sandia Peak: 2, KJ: 0

What a wonderful long 4 day New Years weekend! I’m very fortunate that my job gives two days at Thanksgiving, Christmas, and New Years. It will just make this stretch from January to out next day off, Memorial Day, that much more difficult.

I finally learned how to save maps to my Garmin Fenix which has been a pure delight because a lot of the trails here aren’t really marked or only marked with numbers which makes it more difficult for me to learn and remember. I’ve had a trail downloaded that I wanted to do, Embudito Canyon Trail, so I set off to do it. It’s an out and back 7.9mile trail with 2,395ft of elevation gain. Its a fantastically fun trail that starts in the desert, takes you up to the pine, and then somewhere alone the way you enter Narnia and there is snow and crazy views and silence so deafening if it wasn’t for the cold you’d stay forever.

I got to the end of the trail and despite that being as far as I was planning to go, I carried on to the left because I knew that trail lead up to the South Sandia Peak and I have this sickness where I just have to see what’s around the next corner. I’ve learned this about myself and since it has gotten me into trouble I am more mindful about it.

I looked at the map the night before and thought it’d be fun to continue on the trail but I knew I was tired and needed some rest so I packed enough water for the 7.9miles and a buff as my only extra piece of gear. This should have been enough to tell me to turn around but on I went. Two men were coming down individually and each one told me it was super windy and cold. One told me the snow got up to about an inch at the top but it was doable. I carried on and the wind continued to pick up to what I’m guessing to be the 20-25mph the one guy reported. It was cold. There was no sun that day. The storms were rolling in that would bury the mountains in snow the next day. I went for bit longer until I could no longer feel my fingers and knew I’d be in trouble if it got colder since I had no extra provisions.

I turned around and ran down the mountain trying to escape the wind but the wind was more prominent than on the way up and it followed me for a few miles. It didn’t dwindle until I reached back down to the desert. I got very tired a couple miles from the end and actually stopped to have a snack with only 1.5miles to go…I think I had an adrenaline crash. Worth it though. Those views!

Sunday rolls around and I decide to see if I can get back through Narnia to the peak. The mountains were snowcapped with the storms that came through. I packed extra gear to help me achieve this peak: extra mittens, hand/feet warmers, exospikes, knit cap, hoodini jacket, extra socks…should be good to go!

I went to another trailhead this time, Three Gun Springs (TGS), which goes up the south and intersects with Embudito and the trail to the peak. I found this trail to be more enjoyable but that could have just been because of the snow 🙂 Two people have told me that the TGS trail is one that people often need rescuing from because of all the false trails. Stay on the trails, folks! And def learn to download maps to your Garmin. It also has handy features like telling you the grade of incline you’re trying so hard to get up so when you wonder why you feel like you’re going through mud…oh because its a 16% grade🥵

Luckily yhis time there was no option to follow false trails and get lost because the only trail was the one through the snow.

At the 2.5mile mark it seemed to be that everyone was turning around based on the tracks greatly diminishing. It seemed like there was only one or two footprints from there and that person had hiking poles. Duh! I always have mine in the car but didn’t even think to take them. That might have been very helpful on the way down but too late now. I continue on. When I’m almost at the top of TGS where everything intersects I see two people coming down…with hiking poles. They said they just went to the intersection so that must have been their tracks; no one else in sight (and still only a few people in sight the whole way up…have I mentioned that I love there are only 17people per square mile in NM?…because I love it!). We make pleasantries for awhile and then I continue on my adventure…the views were too beautiful to stop seeing😍

I only get to mile 4.55 before I decided to turn around…south sandia peak via TGS is 11.3 miles out and back with 3,612ft of gain. I should have only had a bit to go but I realized I was running out of time which I started to fixate on and the fun diminished. And if your fun is diminishing then that’s when things can go awry. I knew I’d probably get tired eventually and if you’re fatigued and not having fun then there’s a recipe for disaster. I haven’t run in snow since that winter storm last year in Oklahoma so I knew going down might be tricky and I didn’t want to be going down in the dark and have things ice over.

I sat down, changed my socks, and put on my spikes. Running down in the fresh snow was fun but once it got to the melted and more packed places I slowed down because if there’s one thing I remember about living in Pittsburgh it’s that running on packed snow will destroy you. The last 3/4 mile was delightful and all the snow was gone. I didn’t make it to the top but I’m learning about the mountain and the weather (Sunday was brilliant with sunshine so even though the weather was in the teens my water didn’t freeze and I didn’t need much of my extra gear, I even took some layers off). Thursday I had the time but not the gear, Sunday I had the gear but not the time…maybe I need to learn to take less photos 🙂 I am excited to have these trails to do to race against myself; what a great challenege on days you’re not sure what to do. Next time South Sandia Peak, next time…3rd time is a charm!

In case anyone else like me is learning how to dress and handle different weather on Sunday I wore: adidas cap, Smartwool ear warmer, knit hat I made (this I often took off), Nathan gloves (I had old thick mittens in my pack that I never needed), Smartwool Merino 250 long sleeve on top, Smartwool vest, Tracksmith Bislett pant on bottom (these got me through that Oklahoma race in weather that was -6degrees to 0degrees with no issues), balega merino socks on the feet, Kahtoola microspikes over Altra Timps. I had a Brooks 3/4 zip which I took off about 1.5miles into the trail. I had a Patagonia Hoodini just in case it was extra windy further up and also had hand/feet warmers but never needed them. I don’t have many cold weather things but the ones I have work great and have gotten me through great times and hold up well. Some of them you can find on great sales (REI with coupons is my jam…and you have up to a year to return things). Tailwind is always in whatever hydration system I’m using which I love because I can go a half marathon+ with just it and that is some peace of mind.

i did some good adventures but i also made sure to relax and enjoy some slow mornings. Bandit approves 🙂 He also suggested we not get crazy with decorations so he has more money for his treat budget…can’t argue with that!

Happy new year, folks! Happy Adventuring!

Weekend Wowzers

Well, I survived my first week of work! Two days of online orientation and I have no idea how people work from home. It’s really nice in the morning but the rest of the day sucks. Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday saw me enjoying my backroad commute in my new ride I picked up Tuesday evening with the pleasantry of a heated steering wheel…I didn’t even know such a thing existed! I’m typically one to ask for a decent car that won’t break down and forego fun things I’d love to have like a sunroom. Well, I went big this time. I got the hybrid AWD with sunroof and heated seats and heated steering wheel and mud mats…who am I?! I always said if I ever got the opportunity to move back out west I’d get an appropriate car and I guess I did. When I lived in Nevada there were a lot of places I couldn’t get to because I always have little dinky cars and I’ve been known to have to flag down strangers in the middle of nowhere to get towed out in order to avoid the long trek to the next nearest town with a signal. So safety-wise, I’m happy with this decision. They also took back my leased little car that had a dent in the side, multiple cracks in the windshield, a dirty inside, the original tires which have been patched multiple times, and a 1+ year expired registration no questions asked. So thankful I don’t have to deal with that Allstate lady in Alabama anymore, so thankful. So, I packed my cooler with vittles and set out on the first adventure with my new ride to Valles Caldera National Preserve.

What a wonderful place! Taken from a postcard I purchased: About 1.25 million years ago, a spectacular volcanic eruption created the 13-mile wide circular depression now known as the Valles Caldera My coworker recommended it but didn’t mention it was a National Preserve which was great to check another one off the list, get my souvenir coin, and get my friend her Passport stamp. The drive up there through the Jemez Mountains was a nonstop, jaw dropping adventure.

The volunteer ranger at the park was top notch; she knew every in and out of the park and was so friendly. She told me about Abiquiu which is going on a soon to-do list; what a stunner from a quick internet search!

I decided to do the South Mountain Trail as it was 8 miles and lead to a summit. Naturally, I wasn’t sure I was on the trail which is usually OK but since I’m still acclimating I didn’t really have miles to spare. The service road I was running down didn’t seem right based on the elevation gain of the trail so I turned around at a mile…turns out the service road goes for 1.75miles and I was on the right track but now I know for next time!



I saw the most beautiful blue birds on the trail and when I got back to the car decided to grab my camera and head back out .5mile but of course the birds did not reveal themselves. 3 miles total on this section and I then headed to the Coyote Calls trail because another ranger heard me ask about wildlife/birds and said that yesterday someone saw a nuthatch (…nuthatch…nutcracker…I don’t remember) on the trail which he has never seen in the park.

I trudged along the trail still frustrated from this acclimation thing and at 1.5 miles had 450ft of elevation logged. Good lord. But then there were birds and a squirrel (above because i put those photos in the wrong spot🤷‍♀️). Of course they were all in the pine trees so I couldn’t get a good photo but I like to think the birds were the nuthatch/cracker the ranger spoke of.

Eventually the trail leveled out and there were two trails. It was marked but obviously I went on the trail without the blaze and ended up in Bandalier which was pretty fun. I went just for .3miles before turning around…maybe it was all the grass that seemed like the donald’s hair and I had visions of millions of him sprouting from the ground like little oompah loompahs. Yikes.

3.30 more miles on this trail and while I feel like I can go further and faster, my recovery time is still not ideal so I ended my adventures and headed back in my ride who still needs to be named. Any ideas?!

And after that amazing day I came home to this amazing sunset. Land of Enchantment indeed😍

Acclimate Schmaclimate

I’ve done some wild things at altitude: I completed a half marathon at completely over 10,000ft, I paced my friend up to the Mt. Whitney Portal at the end of the Badwater135, I showed up from Phoenix to Ouray, CO and paced my friend up a section of a mountain to over 11,000ft. But living in the ABQ at 6,100ft?…sweet baby Jesus it is kicking my ass. I knew I needed to start slow with activity just from the decrease over the last month…no dumb ass ego injuries here. So I did a little here and there and while it was hard, holy moly, it’s all so hard. I did speed work that wasn’t so speedy and almost vomitted twice. Recovery time is astronomical from puny workouts. I still get winded doing basic chores. I took to the google yesterday and learned this is normal when moving to altitude…turns out it can be much more difficult than just showing up to a race and then leaving. I’ve learned it can take 2weeks to 3months to acclimate to daily life and up to 1year to get back where you were physically with workouts…womp womp. But I guess as is always in life you just have to start somewhere. Aside from the difficulty in running etc my nose is disgusting and I’ve only been here 15days and have gone through 2+ giant boxes of tissues, my heart rate is high, my lips cannot have enough chapstick, my skin is so dry and scaly, my mouth is perpetually thirsty no matter how much water I consume, and I just generally feel like the grandpa from ‘Texas chainsaw massacre’ who sucks the girls finger from the end. I woke up this morning and had a watermelon Nuun first thing before breakfast or coffee😂🙈

Today was Sunday and normally I’d be doing a double digit trail run but today I settled happily for a 5.5mile hike (about 1/3 run which was really fun). It took me 2H24M (I couldve chugged along more but I did stop for a lot of photos and to just enjoy what I was seeing) and had 1,309ft of elevation gain…1000ft was before I even hit 3miles so I’ll call it even right now. I did the Tramway Trail which was a wonderful idea; I didn’t see anyone until well after 2 miles. Most people who park in this lot are going to ride the tram, not hike. The few people that I did encounter were super friendly and I love that. And the views! The views!

After returning home I took Bandit for a walk and managed to make a new friend who invited me over for dinner tomorrow…win! Also, this is the sunset 1 hour after the last photo of the sunset was taken above. I love that the sunsets last so long here.

On that note: as I start new employment, I hope I don’t pass out from log-rolling a patient and I hope I can at least get acclimated to daily life soon…in the meantime I’ll enjoy the views 🙂