Sprint training, by Sandy.
Nice, very nice. Also, brutally hot. Did not have much spark, but ran consistently.
The first sprint was pretty clean. While I hesitated a little bit finding the little streamers here and there, I went straight to all the controls and would have found them with stands. 2 route choices were probably not optimal.
On the second I had a bigger problem. There was one route where it was attractive to cut through the forest. I did, but got sucked right into a broad reentrant. But, so did Ross.
Athletic highlight of the day was one-handed dunking the flat basketball on a short basket after the second sprint.
Other highlight of the outing was copious blackberries and raspberries. Nice. Very nice.
Afterwards, we adjourned to Chez Sandy and things got even better.
Ross was put in charge of the kitchen and man! Did he come through. Awesome. My job was to get beverages. Imagine my reaction when I saw a case of these
at the beer store. PA liquor laws may suck, but that sure doesn't. One bottle, a Maudite, was sacrificed for a higher purpose. I enjoyed a Fin du Monde, and then a Trois Pistoles. No one else availed themselves, so much of this ark is now in Boston.
Eric came over and told of his experience at the USGA Junior Boys/Girls tournament in NJ.