Location:
Pacific Spirit Park, Vancouver BC
What:
A week-day evening trail run, in a group. Expect mud, rain, cold temperatures, total darkness, slippery roots and stairs.
Possibly magnificent views of the ocean, north shore mountains, and downtown Vancouver.
Why:
Getting your post-work day, winter-time trail run done is less miserable with company. Even if you already know (and bored of) the trails in Pacific Spirit, I promise you’ll see something new, and besides, everything is different in the dark.
When:
Monday, February 21, at 8 pm.
Where:
Meet at the entrance to Jericho Park East, at the end of Point Grey Road under the weeping willow.
Route:
It's a secret, but there will be a short briefing at the start. Will consist of a 60-90 minutes run on trails in and around Jericho/Locarno/Spanish beach path and the Pacific Spirit Park. Different route every week.
Park route map is available here.
The Plan:
Meet at Jericho East, short briefing, start running in a group led by me at a comfortable pace for everyone, finish at Jericho East, have some home made hot soup and buns under the weeping willow.
Is This Run For Me?
You should be comfortable with trail running, and with running in the dark.
Mostly these are not very technical trails, and we are in the middle of the city; however it will be dark, cold, wet, muddy, and slippery. You may fall. You may also have a lot of fun.
Don’t forget:
A good strong headlamp/flashlight, and a cellphone
Entry: There is no fee and you don't need to be a member of Club Fat Ass to participate in a Flash event, however whining is not allowed. No registration is required but please indicate your participation via the comment form below. You are responsible for your own well being and safety and should be self sufficient. Please read the Release of All Claims. By participating in this event you agree to the terms of the Release of All Claims.
Planning to come or have questions?
Add a new comment or email me: rank777 at gmail.com
Ran.
Comments
Run report
In what appears as no coincidence anymore, we had dry skies for the seventh consecutive running of this event - no small feat for Jan - Feb in Vancouver.
Tim and I faced though a freezing westerly wind as we headed towards the forest. Once inside it was calm and serene, as we made our way up Salish, then Sword Fern, the outskirts of UBC, and down Spanish back to the ocean, with now a tail wind giving our steps an extra bounce towards the hot chicken soup that awaited us at the finish line.