“I’m a tourist in my own state!” -MountainGoat
Some days everything just comes together. You wake up in the morning and make a snap decision to head to the mountains to run. You reach out to friends at the last minute and they are remarkably free. You get there and the weather and the trail are just perfect. Today, was one of those days.
I’ve been incredibly lucky while I’ve been out here. I’ve gotten to meet some really amazing, awesome, badass trail running women. They’ve welcomed me into their fold and have been incredibly warm. I texted two of them this morning last minute and asked if they were interested in heading to the mountains to escape the heat. It didn’t take much arm twisting, merely promises of a relatively flat trail and a milkshake, and MountainGoat was game. After she had agreed she asked if it was ok if she brought a friend with her. Hey, the more the merrier!
Neither MountainGoat nor Ibex had ever been up to this part of the Uintas so I was playing tour guide, which is funny if you think about it. MountainGoat grew up here, but has only recently gotten into trail running. I’ve been spending a lot of time for both work and pleasure up in these mountains and they have become comforting to me.
The trail that I had laid out was simple enough an out and back to Lake Seymour (or Meadow Lake depending on what map you were looking at) with only 1700 feet of elevation gain for the whole trip. One tiny caveat we were starting at over 9000′ and at one point in the course we were over 10k’. We headed down the trail and it was SUPER runnable probably one of the most runnable trails I’ve been on in the Uintas. MountainGoat and Ibex scampered off in front of me with Charlotte and I representing #teamcaboose for the day. (Oh and in case you were wondering what that notch is I’ll get to that…)
The miles clicked by and we saw lake after lake after lake. The further away from the trailhead we got the fewer people we saw. Up through Notch Mountain and over to the other side. The views were just amazing and the lakes just kept coming.
We arrived at Seymour Lake/Meadow Lake where we saw a wok hanging in a tree to which I said, “There is the endangered Wok tree, it’s the last of it’s kind.” Which of course elicited groans all the way around. Hey I thought it was funny. The mosquitos were thick so we didn’t stay too long. I filtered some water out of the lake, filled my bladder, and we were off.
On our way back some of the campers had started a fire and, of course, the smoked followed me. I wound up having to stop to dig for my inhaler, which turns out was in an accessible pocket all along. Oops. MountainGoat and Ibex were super sweet that they would occasionally stop and wait for Charlotte and I to catch up. Where I would then apologize for being slow. They were both super sweet about it. Maybe some day I will be a fast kid….
As we came around the bend for the last lake they were waiting for us and I kidded in the typical whiny kid voice, “Mom….I wanna go swimming….” MountainGoat looked at me and said, “I’m game!” We peeled off the trail and made a beeline for the shoreline. Stripping our shoes and socks we waded into the ice cold water and it felt amazing. (Hence the notch in the elevation profile.) By the time we got out to do the last mile to the trailhead none of us had any feeling in our legs! Makes for some interesting running.
Today was one of those days that I will always remember. I like days like today. I hold on to days like today when I’m in dark places for days like today will always bring a smile to my heart.