B) 40 mph winds in our face
Saturday, May 3, 2008
Day 8: Mobridge to Bowdle
B) 40 mph winds in our face
Friday, May 2, 2008
Day 7 - Glencross to Mobridge
So we woke up this morning to the nice surpise of no snow on the ground. Cold and windy and rainy but no snow. We had a good breakfast with our hosts, Frank & Judy Schwietzer, and by 6:30 AM we were being dropped off at the same spot we were picked up at the next day.
We hit the road in full rain gear with B.O.B. covers on. To put things in perspective this morning when we left the weather channel showed a temprature of 30 degrees, sustained 33 MPH winds from the east with gusts to 50 MPH, and heavy soaking rain. We knew things would be tough, however, the forecast wasn't showing any relief throughout the day so we could go now or sit around and wait and still have the same conditions later on. We figured we should hit the road just the same and get this done with as soon as possible.
It seems like instantly after stepping our of the vehichle at our drop off point our rain gear was already soaked. We cinched down our coat hoods and look out of a roughly 3 inch hole for the next few miles. Being that the highway was so wet, nearly freezing water was coming off the tires and hitting our shoes, soaking our shoes and socks instantly. As if the sideways rain, wind and cold temps wern't enough, every car that drove by threw road scum and a "power washing" of water on us. Rain gear is great and water proof sounds nice, but let me tell you...THERE IS NO SUCH THINGS AS WATERPROOF...only water resistant to a certain point, then your goinjg to get wet regardless. The "water-proof" thing lasted about 45 minutes then I was soaked to the bone. It was somewhere within this first 45 minutes that Mother Nature started to make things even more far out by throwing a gust of wind my way that literally threw B.O.B. into the ditch. The contents of my cart were scattered and blowing around in the ditch and B.O.B. was laying down on his side, begging me to call it a day.
Alrighty...so at this point we are a few miles into our walk; soaked, cold, and battling some serious headwind. Then things changed for the worst. Brendan was about 1/4 mile ahead trying to convince a passing motorist who stopped to make sure we were OK that yes, we actually are of sound mind and yes we agree this is crazy and rediculaous but the show must go on. AT this point I'm not sure we are qualified to consider outselfs "of sound mind" but thats beside the point! After the car pulled away we talked had a chance to catch up with each other on how the first 6 miles had gone. Brendan's toes were in tough shape, as he could not feel a couple of them. I agreed that if we continued in this situation we were bound to have feet that looked more like hamburger than feet. Things were seriously desperate as far as cold and wet was concerned and we decided to needed to come up with a plan. We knew if we didn't do something soon someone was going to be hypothermic or frostbitten...we needed make a decision and commit to it.
Realizing that Brendan and I are proablly the only 2 people in the world that really care about being "self-supported" we needed to swallow our pride and do something to better the situation. We were going to end the day and flag down a vehicle to Mobridge. Right after stopping our body stopped producing heat leaving us more vulnerable to the elements. There we were standing on the side of the road, Brendan hiding behind a telephone pole, me squating behind my cart, both trying to get out of the wind anyway we could.
I've been an some crazy adventures all over North and South America and have run into some situations while mountaineering where I knew my safety was in jeopardy. This situation was no different. Squating behind the cart, shivering uncontrolably, our options were to wait and flag doen a car or throw up a tent, change into dry clothes (that were in drybags in the carts), and waiting the storm.
Not knowing when the storm would run out of steam we flagged down a truck. I introduced myself to the driver as "Freezing and willing to pay for his diesel to Mobridge...in fact...if you let us ride we will ride in the back with our carts". I got all this in before he had a chance to say no and drive away. Before we knew it we were riding in the back of a truck, at 80 MPH, down a SD highway in a fierce storm. Both of us were shivering like crazy, sitting in the back of this truck starring at our B.O.B.s covered in ice.
So...we had to swallow our pride a little bit, accept help, and get a ride for about 24 miles. WHAT WEINIES HUH!?! However, by making the right decision now we didn't jeopardize the rest of the trip, we get to hit the road another day and get to hit the road tomorrow with all of our toes and fingers we started with (me with 10 and Brendan with 9 1/2)!
Tomorrow we get back on the horse and do it all over again!
Nolan
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OK, now that you heard from old "Six Toes" on our AWESOME day, here's a bit from me---
Frank and Judy Schwietzer are wonderful folks near Glen Cross who put us up in their hunting lodge, called the "Howdy House"...a must go if you ever need a great getaway for hunting or to get a break from city life. Frank is a great story teller and knows a million jokes! I think Judy has heard them all---many times, but we sure thought he was a card!
I knew today would stink when I walked out of the lodge and felt the "pelting" of rain as we walked to the house for breakfast. It is amazing to think that we skirted the "blizzard" that nailed Rapid City and the Northern Hills when we watched the news reports this morning. If we would have started a week later, we may have never made it! Can't think about that now-
As I ran with my head facing the ground, not really looking up often (due to the freezing rain & crazy wind), I focused on the white line because then I knew I was OK. I would look back once in awhile to make sure Six Toes was OK. I have been running ahead of Nolan because my blisters now are having offspring and that is nice! I have to run because that causes the least amount of pain and even though they are squishy, I have to try and focus on positive thoughts---a challenge for sure.
I became concerned today when I could no longer feel my toes or fingers. I thought for awhile that if I kept running into the sheets of icy rain that blood would certainly be sent to my extremities when the body feels threatened or in danger. Then I remembered that my brain must have gotten frost-bite, because when people start freezing, the body protects the core...not the extremities. Boy, I am sure glad I snapped out of that stupid train of thought! It could have proven to be a major mistake and one that could have been costly.
I started to feel a bit despirate after we decided we should not continue on. With no more heat being generated by our running, our core temps were dropping quickly and so too was our IQ. There are very few times in my life that I can honestly say I thought I may be in a serious situation in which I thought I may be in dire straights...and this was one of them. Here we were- on a lonely road, not well traveled, and we needed to get out quickly.
We had two interviews when we pulled into town from the local radio station (KOLY AM 1300) from Nate and the Mobride Tribune from Katie. We had an enjoyable time with them and was glad to share our adventure with them...
We are now at Jason Peterson's house, Six Toes cousin, and are catching up on some things. We both feel bad for not doing all of the miles, but don't regret the decision to stop- and that decision may have proven to save some digits...
My family (Mama Murph, Erin my younger sis, and Shawny- Erin's man!) is driving here from Minneapolis to be with us for the next couple of days We have a really long day tomorrow anyway (43 miles of joyful bliss). Maybe the weather will turn around and as our clothes dry, we hope you all continue to follow our progress...
Brendan~
"Find your inspiration...and do something about it"
Thursday, May 1, 2008
Day 6 - Isabel to Glencross
Today it was everything we had to try and maintain 3 miles per hour due to an insane headwind. From the time we left Isabel there was a east / northeast wind blowing at a crazy speed. No kidding, it took everything I had to keep putting one foot in front of the other and not sit down and cry! To add to the weather element it started raining pretty much from the get go...sometimes sprinkling, sometimes soaking! We ran the entire run today in raingear. The B.O.B.'s also had their weather shield on which helped make them less than streamlined in the wind. For sure the most interesting weather day we have had yet. I am writing this from Judy and Frank Schweitzer's hunting lodge and as I type this the rain is coming down sideways followed by an actually scary and intimidating wind and thunder and lightning! If this turns to snow tonight I have no idea what we will do in the AM. Although that is my biggest worry right now lets not think of that now and cross that bridge when!
we get to it.
Today was actually a day of little scenery. Not because there wasn't any on our route today but because the majority of the day was spent with my rain coat hood up and pulled as low as possible. I had about a 3 inch slot to see out of which was directed at the white line on the highway right in font of me.
The only out of ordinary thing that happed today was the sheriff pulled over and talked to us. Contrary to what you were probally guessing it was not for breaking the speed limit. Actually he said he had recieved several calls from concerned citizens that 2 guys were running on the highway with "baby carriges". He soon realized that there were no babies on board, mentioned somthing along the lines of "and it looks like you'll survive out here today." and drove off.
Motivation suffered for the last 5 miles or so today because of the non-stop wind in our faces. Physically I am feeling pretty decent but Brendan has said that his right leg is "thrashed" and his foot feels "jiggity jacked".
Keep your fingers crossed that we wake up to sunny skies and decent temps. instead of...well...nevermind!
Nolan
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Hey everyone!
Well, "Six Toes" is right about how miserable the day was...and as it pours outside, just lost power in the "Howdy House" at Frank & Judy Schweitzers: scary because there is not only lightening, but was thundering as well.
We are in for a spring storm with snow tomorrow. We will deal with it tomorrow, since we can't do anything about it now!
I did not {actually could not} take many pics due to the rain. just when you think it can't get any worse with wind {35-40 mph sustained}, then the rain came and sleet at times- I could have just "thrown in the towel" throughout the day, but what kept me going is the thought of why Nolan and I are out here---to help change the face of cancer.
A word of advice to you all: Don't ever give up on your dreams...cause it is all too easy to do that when things get tough. Dig deep and drive on- you will not regret it!!
I am so glad day 6 is over, and after tomorrow we will be in Mobridge and halfway through our journey! Days are long, but rewarding. This is an adventure of a lifetime and we are making the most of it! AWESOME-
I hope tomorrow shapes up.
Take care and good night.
Brendan~
"Dream Big"
Wednesday, April 30, 2008
Day 5 - CoalSprings to Isabel
As rough as today was, we will wake up and and do it all over again in the AM...after all...chemo has GOT to be harder!
Thanks for watching,
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"Live every day as though it was your last"
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
Day 4: Bison to Coalsprings!
Feet and Guts
I'll start with feet. Blisters, hot spots, trench foot, mangled toenails, cracks, and other foot nasties try their hardest to take you out of commision when you abusing your bodies like we have and will continue to do on the road. Brendan and I have been sticklers about foot care since the beginning. This may include draining blisters when they occur (in a special way), covering hot spots with an decent covering, applying Mole-skin to open rubs, stopping as soon as we feel a rock in our shoe to prevent issues, etc. So far we have been pretty fortunate with our feet but with all of our preventives and treatments its not by chance happening. These things have to get us another 300+ miles and were doing our best to treat them right!
One of the other most important isues is guts. By this I mean maintaining good nutrition, eating enough on the road to maintain energy without getting sick, and getting inenough calories. The last issue is not something were facing so far in the trip. Thanks to our hosts we are actually eating like kings! Tonight for example we had steak, potatoes, corn, rolls, salad, angel food cake with fruit...were not exactly starving out here folks! Getting enough in on the run is an issue however. After 30+ miles in 1 session everything taste terible and eating becomes a tedious shore. Your senses say "Forget it...were almost there...yuck!" while your mind says "You know you should be eating more...do it or your body will bonk". The best case scenario on this situation is you have something you absolutly LOVE...like junior mints or cinnamon bears. That makes the job a bit easier. Worst case scenario is your stuck eating another cruddy bar!
Anyways...after day 4 our feet and guts are doing fine, its my unlistened to MP3 assortment that is lacking!
Nolan
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