A little easier than the 20 mile run, this time I thought I would document the run with my own camera instead of borrowing pictures from other people. I mean, They probably have better cameras than I do, and can wait for the best shot that remains in focus. As for me, I have the camera dangling from my neck and have to shoot from the hip…so to say.
So lets begin….As you can probably guess, the critter of the day was the Chipmunk. I failed to capture very many in focus as we trotted down the path. Several of them ran so close that Cheryl had to actually dodge them for fear of stepping on them! Others simply stood still until we were right up on them.
Of course there were also rabbits and many, many birds; but the foxes, deer and Pheasants remained hidden. It may be because we started a little later today.
The Parking space actually had a couple of people already ahead of us. The bike trail starts off paved, but quickly turns to gravel once you cross the main road to Washington. This is where the majority of chippers were running around.
About three miles in, we get tot he bridge. It is big, old, and rather artistic…..looking out of place in the middle of farm country. It’s always a pretty good place to have as a land mark. Especially on the way back. Judging from the lines and the extra gravel on the trail today, we are guessing that they are getting ready for the half marathon from Keota to Washington in a couple of weeks.
Perhaps the best part ( for me, anyway) was the Indigo Bunting I finally caught on film! Remember my camera is not the “best” for wildlife photography. But I still am pretty surprised I was able to capture what I did. I really love the “bullet” pics of the bird. I guess the shudder must have been timed perfectly between wing flaps. I should also mention that I’m impressed I was able to find him again. The indigo Bunting around here in Wellman I was only able to see once. I’m not sure if he was simply passing through or if he was a permanent resident that was at the edge of his boundary.
The 7 mile mark is West Chester. A main road runs across the path so you have to watch out fro traffic. On the days we came out here in the morning, we parked in the small park next to the school. I’m not sure if the School is seven operational.
By this time, she had lost the outer layer and forced me to carry it. Never mind that I was overheating as well! Ah well, the bike is far easier to handle than running. Even though there are still plenty of obstacles that I have to watch out for. I may not have to worry about tripping or stepping on a rabbit, but I do have to worry about hitting one of their holes in the middle of the trail. I wonder if the race officials from the half marathon will fill them in before the race. Not that any runners would be so careless to step or trip over a rabbit hole. Who knows?
Cheryl was aiming for under 2 hours for 15 miles, but that didn’t happen. Still, she was tracking for a decent pace. We did not bring any snacks for refueling or take abundant water stops. I’m sure the heat played a role in it a bit.
In the end, 15 miles seem like a walk in the park compared to last week. Cheryl guesses it is because she is slowly molding her mental condition to the stresses of running further and further. As for me, Well, riding along side with a bike is far easier and even with a camera I was surprised how easy it was. Of course, I had to weed out lots of “bad” pictures because they were either blurry or too far away to see what was in the picture. Maybe with more practice I will get a better knack for it.
To end..even more pics of Cheryl chasing small rodents….Enjoy!