We’ve all been here before… well, at least Darren and I have. In fact, since we fell in love with Frisco, Colorado in the deep Covid summer of 2020, this is our third summer and fourth trip here, bringing us to a total of eight weeks.
Just a short summer jaunt to Colorado this time, starting off with a weekend road-tripping via the outskirts of Bryce Canyon. But hang on a minute, you can’t get to Colorado from Santa Clarita without passing through Las Vegas!
We left home on a Saturday morning arriving in Sin City by lunchtime. Parteee? Unfortunately not – we couldn’t afford to lose the rest of the weekend to the Vegas curse, we had a road trip calling us. So we stopped for lunch instead – at one of those sushi places with a revolving conveyer belt. Naff or fun? Take your pick. Novel for us at least.
With a thousand mile weekend road trip, it’s best to not get too carried away by diversions. Bryce Canyon national park is a little off the beaten track so while we didn’t quite make it there, we boondocked on the outskirts.
We’ve gotten a tad lazy over the last couple of Covid years. Yes, I know I bang on on here about recreational activities, hyping up the hiking and biking. But really that’s just an excuse to get out there and enjoy it. To immerse ourselves in the outdoors. To get to know a place more intimately by exploring on foot. And of course to get some pics!
Time to redress the balance with an event. If only to top up my medal display at home, which hasn’t had a look in for four years. As luck would have it, the Slackers half marathon was just up the road from Frisco in Georgetown, and just at the right time for me to be able to take part.
Slackers is the highest downhill half marathon in the US, starting around 10,500 feet, with a quad-crushing 2,000+ feet drop in elevation. I love that you can run 13.1 miles (don’t forget the .1, never forget the .1!) and still be called a Slacker.