As you have probably noticed, the FAST blog trail has been pretty weak since my adventures at the Canmore World Cup. I had missed the first three weeks of the spring semester to be on that trip, which included U23s, and so I had a decision to make when I got back: halt my production of blog posts, or fail four college classes… Using my better judgment (I think), I chose the first one.
Tyson and I drove down to Whitehorse, Yukon, Canada (I love how they have three place names in their address) for Canadian Nationals. While the SuperTour final in Maine sounded interesting, it is, afterall, Maine… but really, neither of us could find a reason to fly for ump-teen hours and drive for a handful more to get to THAT middle of no-where, when we could just drive 9 hours from home and get to THIS middle of no-where. So thats what we did.
Here is a picture-documentary of our journey so far.
When you are on the lonely AlCan highway and you see this sign:
followed by this sign:
you know you are in for a crazy ride. Good thing Tyson’s Fit is the sport model with the stiffer suspension, because we still bottomed it out a few times. When we arrived at the border, there appeared to be absolutely no-one there, and we sat by the window for about 15 minutes, consoled only by this sign:
Eventually someone came and asked us some questions. She was extremely skeptical of our story when we told her we were going to Whitehorse for ski races… until we clarified that it was for CROSS-COUNTRY ski races, and then she let us go. But she didnt even stamp our passports!! Talk about short-changed… When we finally rolled into Whitehorse, it looked a lot like Fairbanks in some ways. However, there were some notable differences. The average height of Yukoners must hover somewhere around “midget”, judging by the tables they have:
But as you can see, they can still be considered civilized, due to the presence of at least one SubWay joint. When Tyson finished that sandwich, he went to throw it away, but couldnt find the “garbage”. I mean, I know they are kinda into their French here, but “arbage”?
Also, check out that RECYCLE symbol… maybe they dont recyle at all, based on the non-continuity of their arrows. Besides dinky furniture and odd collection containers, the little kids walk around with monsters on their backs:
Then again, maybe thats not a little kid at all, but an average citizen. The venue here is great; lots of parking, unlimited free food for athletes, tons of waxing space, and a spacious stadium. American organizers could learn a few things from these Canucks. Theres also a lot of flourescent gear around. How about this table-full of retina stimulation:
We totally lucked out with our accomodations, staying with some old college friends of my parents. They provide us lots of food and beds, and last night they brought home all the fixings for some killer pizza. Unfortunately, Tyson thought it would be good to cook one of the pizzas on what is basically a disc-shaped trash bag:
Luckily, I hadnt figured out the oven timer, and so I noticed the dripping plastic during one of my routine inspections. It took a little while to scrape the molten plastic off of the oven rack.
As far as racing is concerned, we have had three so far. Tyson and I were 6th in the Classic Team Sprint on Sunday, after being a little muted by some poor wax choices. It certainly complicates things tremendously when you have to glide wax, test kick, apply kick, test skis, and warm up all on your own. The tracks were really weird, a mix of glazed ice and sugar, and we didnt quite nail it. We held our own, but the top 3 would have been realistic with more experience to pick the right wax.
Tuesday was a 10k classic interval, and we had great skis and pretty good results. I was 23rd, and Tys just nipped into the top 30. Today was a 15k skate interval, on a four lap course. I wanted to ski a steady pace the whole time, and I did that, but was no where in contention. Tyson had a good one, busting into 18th. Also, Brent Knight from APU was 3rd, which was super sweet to see.
Tyson 10k Classic
Reese 10k Classic
Tyson 15k Skate
Reese 15k Skate