To give some perspective on what’s happening, here are two photos from Clarkston, WA. The first is from Monday and the second is from 24 hours later. They were posted by Dee Dee Urquhart, a Marathon Maniac legend that should be inducted into their hall of fame any day now. I’m not sure if she […]
I stopped in the Lewiston Center Mall to kill some time before lunch. Plus I hoped they’d have better wifi than the sporadic, variable, mind-ragingly poor connections at my murder hotel. Malls are dinosaurs, things of the 1970s, dying off ever so painfully slowly. Kinda like me. So you’d think I’d be right at […]
Smoke on the water, a fire in the sky. – Deep Purple. This morning, I thought it looked a bit misty as I pulled shut my hotel’s flimsy door. Only later did the smell of ash jog a memory from the wet noodle that is my brain. Before I left and took a sabbatical from […]
I decided to go there because of Yelp. Take a look at these photos. Wouldn’t you think this is a place you should check out? And so this evening for dinner I found myself in the hole-in-the-wall Effie’s Burgers (sometimes known as Effie’s Tavern due to a makeshift bar in the back, a speakeasy seemingly […]
The facts are these: Lewiston, ID: Population: 32,872 (2016) Elevation: 745′ Clarkston, WA: Population: 7,341 (2016) Elevation: 807′ The photos are these (remember you can click on one, launching the photo gallery app that “embiggens” the image and makes reading the captions a little easier):
It’s taken me until this moment to realize why the next two towns in this series are named what they are. Situated on the banks of the Snake River, one is on the border of Washington State and the other is on the border of Idaho. Lewiston, ID, and Clarkston, WA, are named for famed […]
I took the 4 AM Super Early Start. It was in the low 60s throughout the darkness and even as the sun rose at 6:14-ish. Race Director Emeritus Clint Burleson was invited back by the Brothers Ruekert to start us at 4 and he announced they were also graciously letting him direct a day of […]
There’s a scene in Rambo III. You know what I’m talking about. John Rambo is waging war against the Russians in Afghanistan and has been shot in the side. He’s bunkered down in some cave, hurting, but he’s a survivor. In order to cauterize the wound he takes some gun powder and packs it into […]
When running these Mainly Marathon series of races, you find yourself in the smallest of towns. Some local Chambers of Commerce and townsfolk embrace the runners and throw swag and free museum admissions and even pasta parties (I feel like Dalhart, TX, did a big one the year I was at Dust Bowl, and a […]
Something happened during my sleepless night at the Knights Inn. My back, right where I hurt it in China during my stairs pratfall, exploded into pain. It felt, and I’ve made this reference before, like the voodoo doll in Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RR51CavZxbc&sns=em Somebody was sticking a pin right into my […]