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'13 Kahtoola Agassiz Uphill



For the third year in a row, I participated in the awesomeness that is the Kahtoola Agassiz Uphill.  This year, with Gore-Tex as an additional sponsor and a good cause to support, we ended up with a much larger field of participants.  If you hadn't heard about it, this race is pretty unique.  The idea is to run up most of a ski hill and down again. Easy enough, right? Heh, heh, right.



Unfortunately my awesome teammate bailed on me a couple weeks before the race, but she had better things to do, like not re-injure herself by running up and down steep slopes. Fortunately, some local fast dudesEric and Brian, joined instead, and we were set.

Karl in yellow leading the pack 

It ended up being more of an adventure than in the past years I've done the race, since it snowed all day before the 4pm start, and was pretty much a blizzard for most of the race.  I donned my Kahtoola Microspikes and old school cycling stuff, and showed up ready to suffer. Also, good thing I brought along my glacier glasses and kiddie ski poles. It wasn't enough to win the costume contest (couldn't compete with the likes of Mr. Flames ahead of me), but I did have a blast and good race.  I even stayed on course, thanks to Brian T and Sean Mahoney yelling at me when I got off course, and then still gave me a run for my money (or should I say Mahoney). Good times! Thanks, Kahtoola et al.!





P.S. Ahem, uh, Kahtoola - course markings might help next time.
P.P.S. Can't remember where wifey stole the pictures from. Neither can she. Somewhere on Facebook. Oops. Sorry!






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