My name is Kristina, and I have never done this before. I’ve only recorded my thoughts and experiences on small … More
Author: Kris A
My first Mountain Ultra
And then they start counting, and we’re off. Everyone starts running into the mist, and it’s amazingly succinct and quiet. Complete silence just rhythmical beat through wet grass and moist ground.
Arriving to Hawaii – tangerines in heat
As I stepped out of the plane, I plunged into dense humid tropical and somewhat salty air. My soft-shell pants and a layer of merino suddenly felt like tools of torture. I quickly made my way through roofless, windowless Honolulu airport and crowds of floral-pattern dressed people to catch my flight to Kona on the Big Hawaii island.
Brief Joshua Tree Jam
And here is our version of the Biblical Joshua reaching his hands up for a prayer – a scruffy climber, hands still taped after a long day of jamming, hair all tousled, clothes ripped and covered in chalk, face – happy and tanned. Tired, yet passionate, he is reaching his hands up to the moon and the sky, embracing the rocks that give him the grounding and elevation. If that is not a bliss, I don’t know what is.
Alone in the Mojave desert
Water … where is water … ?
Not sure if the house is introducing itself or insulting me …
Death Valley – Dante’s view & Star Wars
I didn’t expect anything like this. The peace and silence I kept on feeling throughout the days I spent in the Death Valley was even more present in the darkness of the peak. The air was still and, when all the people finally departed, I felt as if I was alone suspended in the air. I was there – above the rugged other-worldly lines, immersed in cool night’s air, overlooking the silvery lines of the salty flats and lonely roads.
Death Valley Flats
One has to see a place called Devil’s Golf course, eh ?
Death Valley glow – meeting sunrise at Zabriskie Point
That night we camped at a campsite in Furnace Creek town – a small oasis of civilization, with a few … More
Roads of the Death Valley
As we were approaching the Death Valley late in the evening, the road disappeared in an intense sand storm. Quite … More
Laidback Bishop – Part III
Stormy weather is the best for running I get running cravings and I get them often. If I don’t run … More