Jamieson was so grateful for company and conversation on the Bruce Trail yesterday that I decided to go find him in west Caledon. I need some time on my feet and I might as well help someone out. The only problem is, he is unique among Bruce Trail through-runners in his preference for being on the trail from 3 a.m. to 6:30 p.m. Yikes! But I would do that for a race so why not?
At 5:45 a.m., I arrived at the corner of McLaren Rd. and Puckering Lane near Forks of the Credit Provincial Park. If I could park there, it would be possible to run back by a more direct route after spending a few hours with Jamieson. I wasn't totally surprised to find "No Parking" signs around the intersection but I *was* surprised at how far they extended. With the narrow shoulders, I could see why. I turned around a couple of times looking for options and I finally ended up 0.6 km downhill in an offroad parking spot with no signs in sight but I still wasn't 100% sure it was legit.
I checked his GPS tracker on my phone. While I'd been faffing about, Jamieson had crossed McLaren Rd., climbed the big Puckering Lane hill and turned onto the single track. He was about 1.8 km ahead of me. I don't like to run alone in the dark, especially that far from home, but after getting up at 4:45 a.m., I wasn't going to let him get away! It took me a 3.2 km push with a lot of climbing to catch him.
We came down through Forks of the Credit and up to Devil's Pulpit.
We went over to The Grange where his parents had set up an aid station. From there, we passed to the west of Inglewood.
We were excited to see the new Bruce Trail blazes taking us into the Cheltenham Badlands area, which has been closed for a few years.
The main Bruce Trail doesn't have a view of the Badlands but there is a short Badlands Side Trail. Jamieson didn't need any extra distance but on my way back, I took the detour.
Jan Hannah waved from the IFAW van as we headed up Olde Baseline Rd. I continued to the corner of Mississauga Rd. and Boston Mills Rd. west of Spirit Tree Cidery. At that point, it would take me about 10 km to run back to my car by the shortest route so I turned back.
But I knew exactly what Jamieson needed as he headed toward Georgetown: Mrs. Gally! I texted her and she went there straight from work. I haven't heard any updates yet - just that she found him and her phone was dying. I'm sure she gave him all the motivation and conversation he could handle, and that's exactly what he needed. Thank you, Mrs. G!
His tracker link is here in case anyone else has the time to hang out with Jamieson on the trail. Now that he's in more populated areas, I hope he'll have company most of the time. Hope to see photos of him in Queenston in a few days!
I'm logging this all as a run today although Jamieson is just hiking briskly because of his sore foot. I probably ran about 40% of the distance.