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Sunday Nov 30, 2014 #
Event: WCOC Osbornedale State Park
Orienteering race 2:14:04 [3] 8.57 km (15:39 / km) +234m 13:46 / km
First standard course I've gotten to do since mid-Spring due to serious social conflicts.
Map. Green course at Osbornedale, crow flies 5.3km, as I slogged through it 8.57km. Lotsa climb. Lotsa thorns surrounding certain controls (e.g., my bleeding started while punching in at #1), lotsa road and trail following.
I knew Osbornedale dark green is the worst in the East so I went way around the north fields and boundary to come at #1 counterclockwise. Misread the hills coming south to #2 and left the trail way too early, had to correct to the west. The disaster was #3 where I hairpinned left at a trail junction far north of the one I thought I was at. Consequently the Matterhorn I climbed was actually a couple of hundred meters north of the one I should have been at. Amazing that that my GPS track showed I only lost about 10 minutes with that booboo; felt like 30 minutes.
After that, I was pleased with my ability to know where I was on the map. My only visit with Becks all year long (lasted all of 3 seconds, perhaps) came at #5 where she apparently approached through dark green. Saw her scamper up toward #6 going along what I read to be a wall through dark green; I had failed to notice on the map the path along the far side of the wall. I stuck to my plan to retrace through the lower trail through the crap and then turn right to meet the wall and #6.
With #7 and #8 out west, I knew the runners would be happy; I would have preferred to play in the woods on shorter legs looking for controls on the main campus rather than kill the afternoon hiking out to Ohio and back. Rather than climb over the hill upon exiting #6, I contoured around to the road. Boring, though I misread #7 as being at a cliff rather than a fence (not much of a fence - just wire). Spiked #7 and #8. At #9 I must have been standing right on top of it before relocating to the stone wall and returning. Susie ran up to me as I was 10 feet from #9 again and pointed it out to me lying on the ground on the far side of a pebble mismapped as a major boulder. Sauntered to the Finish pretty much out of fuel.
GPS Track says I climbed about 234m. Counting contours on my route suggests I climbed 255m. Confirms what I knew going in: "lotsa climb."
Glad to have son Dave along today.
Map. Green course at Osbornedale, crow flies 5.3km, as I slogged through it 8.57km. Lotsa climb. Lotsa thorns surrounding certain controls (e.g., my bleeding started while punching in at #1), lotsa road and trail following.
I knew Osbornedale dark green is the worst in the East so I went way around the north fields and boundary to come at #1 counterclockwise. Misread the hills coming south to #2 and left the trail way too early, had to correct to the west. The disaster was #3 where I hairpinned left at a trail junction far north of the one I thought I was at. Consequently the Matterhorn I climbed was actually a couple of hundred meters north of the one I should have been at. Amazing that that my GPS track showed I only lost about 10 minutes with that booboo; felt like 30 minutes.
After that, I was pleased with my ability to know where I was on the map. My only visit with Becks all year long (lasted all of 3 seconds, perhaps) came at #5 where she apparently approached through dark green. Saw her scamper up toward #6 going along what I read to be a wall through dark green; I had failed to notice on the map the path along the far side of the wall. I stuck to my plan to retrace through the lower trail through the crap and then turn right to meet the wall and #6.
With #7 and #8 out west, I knew the runners would be happy; I would have preferred to play in the woods on shorter legs looking for controls on the main campus rather than kill the afternoon hiking out to Ohio and back. Rather than climb over the hill upon exiting #6, I contoured around to the road. Boring, though I misread #7 as being at a cliff rather than a fence (not much of a fence - just wire). Spiked #7 and #8. At #9 I must have been standing right on top of it before relocating to the stone wall and returning. Susie ran up to me as I was 10 feet from #9 again and pointed it out to me lying on the ground on the far side of a pebble mismapped as a major boulder. Sauntered to the Finish pretty much out of fuel.
GPS Track says I climbed about 234m. Counting contours on my route suggests I climbed 255m. Confirms what I knew going in: "lotsa climb."
Glad to have son Dave along today.
Monday Nov 24, 2014 #
Orienteering 1:59:00 [3] 6.18 km (19:15 / km)
Wandered around Five Ponds with the WCOC map. UConn has sponsored some dramatic selective cutting along the state highway and a few places in the interior, really opening up what I used to regard as woods. They left a few tall trees standing, so it's not as radical as the clear cut ala Sessions. Found some fascinating features, but because the preserve is so replete with wide bridal/carriage trails, it doesn't seem fit to me for placing advanced controls. There's thick laurel all over the place, pretty well defined on the map. It limits traversing long distances across the park to following the carriage roads and foot trails. I was looking forward to finding some mapped features in the eastern section, but I encountered the stern No Trespassing signs of the Waterbury authorities. Had hoped to construct an iO course for the hard core but came away doubting this is the right venue. Nevertheless, it was a fun time for a couple of hours off and on trail in a wildlife preserve.