canada general trail running

The not-Powderface 42

A long long time ago, Alex and I thought it might be fun to sign up for a 42km trail race together, the Powderface42 in K-Country. The flood had other ideas though, and the race ended up being relocated to the Canmore Nordic Centre. Less effort to get to, but not very exciting when we’d been looking forward to running new trails. After some indecisiveness we decided we may as well run it anyway.

The course involved two laps that reached all the way out to the end of the Nordic Centre and back, with a particularly cruel section of five kilometres or so of running back and forth above the stadium – being so close to home, but not quite yet there. The first few kilometres basically plunged straight into single track, so there was a lot of very slow shuffle shuffle through the trees, before we finally reached the boring double track and could actually pick up some speed.

There was a photo of Alex on his own, but he looked a little like a serial killer, so we’ll go with this one instead, where he’s peering out from behind a friendly looking stranger.

After running in a huge pack for most of the first seven kilometres, things thinned out more and more, until I was largely running alone for the second half of the race. The weather was good, our feet got wet in that one boggy section, the aid stations had tasty offerings, and the plunge into the Rundle Forebay afterwards was perfect.

(I was 5th female, in 4:40:00 – Alex finished in 5:02:06. We didn’t run together after the first few kilometres, but communicated for a lot of the race by sending messages while taking a break and walking up hills. Don’t message and run single track kids, you’ll sprain your ankle.)

canada general moosling snow trip reports

Chariot multi-sporting (walking and skiing counts as multi doesn’t it?)

So, today I tested the theory that I could stroll with the Chariot to the Nordic Centre carrying my ski gear; switch wheels off, skis on, attach skis and boots to me, ski a loop, then walk home again.

It worked!

The hardest part of the workout was pushing the Chariot up the hill to the Nordic Centre through all that slush.


Nearly there now (it’s a 3.5km walk)



Canmore Nordic Centre… January… 8oC!



On the snow, ready for transition



Transition complete, now to put skis on and away!


We ran into four other Chariots also out skiing – the warm weather was too tempting. Thanks to the wind though, a lot of the trails had a good coating of pine needles… and twigs… pine cones… small branches… a squirrel…


Back at the Daylodge



Hiking home with skis and poles strapped to backpack


(How it was done: The Chariot skis and pulling pole things fit in the back pocket, leaning against the handlebars. Meanwhile my ski boots went in my backpack, and skis and poles were strapped on the outside. After switching into ski mode, I locked the back wheels to the fence at the Daylodge, and just turned the strolling wheels upside down)

bikes canada

bike park squirrel was not amused

He sat there looking at me for 20 seconds, then chattered loudly and ran away with his pinecone.



And just to prove it really was in a bike park:



Ok, even that shot doesn’t look that much more bike-parky. Rest assured, there were more log rides, and some jumps, and a see-saw. And a 10km single trail loop that started out fairly smooth, but then seemed to get rougher and rougher as you went round it. My hardtail and I are petitioning against the excess of pine tree roots around Canmore. Also perhaps the rocks.