Posts Tagged ‘rob’

Packrafting the East Fork of the Chulitna

Tuesday, August 17th, 2010

Well, it took until mid-August, but I finally got away for a little while.

This past weekend, Rob and I both had a free day and a craving to do some packrafting. We decided to go hit the East Fork of the Chulitna river. We’d heard that the East Fork is a great packraft river, and we also knew that there were a lot of hiking route options to get to that water. We didn’t have a lot of info on any of the hiking routes, so in the end we picked the route we thought looked best on the map.

The whole trip was spectacular. The hiking, the boating, the weather… all perfect.

It was quite jarring - shocking even - to wake up Sunday morning in Broad Pass to clear skies. The hike only got better from there. We explored two beautiful alpine valleys, crossed two scenic mountain passes, traversed a ridgeline, and had a fun scree descent, all while basking in the only sun of the summer. Along the way we saw a dozen sheep, a dozen caribou, a sow grizzly with two cubs, two porcupines, a few bald eagles, and a whistling army of marmots. In six hours of hiking, we only bushwhacked for, at most, fifteen minutes. And even then, it was very mild bushwhacking (well, except for the wasp incident…).

Just over a dozen miles later, we descended to the East Fork of the Chulitna, about a mile above the confluence with Crooked Creek. Initially, we thought that section might be too bony for floating, but after walking downstream a few hundred yards, we decided to give it a try. We were glad we did, because it was bouncy Class II butt-boating at its best. The water smoothed out a bit when Crooked Creek came in, until we reached the two canyons of class III water. The canyons were tremendous fun. We even did a few sections more than once. After that, it was mostly bouncy waves down to the Parks Highway.

At the highway, we grabbed our stashed bikes and pedaled nine miles back up the highway to Rob’s truck. By this time, the clouds had moved back in, and the rain started just as we pointed the truck south towards Anchorage. The weather window had closed, but we had put every minute of it to very good use.

Hike:
12.7 miles (plus a spur to bag a peak and another detour to look for a lost hat)
6 hours without much stopping
~5500′ of vertical
Great walking with almost no bushwhacking or scrambling

Packrafting:
16 miles of splashy class II, with two fun class III canyons.
4.5 hours, including scouting and playing a bit.
A great river for intermediate boaters looking to try a taste of class III water.

Total trip, including bike shuttle:
37.5 miles
12.5 hours
5 stars

A couple more comments about the route…

We didn’t dally much, so some might find this more enjoyable as an overnight trip. It’s also worth saying that even though the reviews on Packrafting forum give this trip great marks, I think they are under-selling it. It is probably the most fun day trip of hiking and rafting that I have done. A classic for sure.

View a map and more photos:

 

Chulitna East Fork Packrafting

 

Watch Rob enter the second canyon:

Second canyon - East Fork of the Chulitna from Cory Smith on Vimeo.

We’re Going To Party Like It’s 1999

Sunday, October 26th, 2008

Flash back ten years…

It’s January 1999. US Cross Country Ski Championships in Rumford, Maine. Tryout races for the World Championships, to be held a month later in Ramsau, Austria. I was an up-and-coming racer, 24 years old, and I finished 4th, 6th, 6th, and 10th in those tryout races. Four strong races that I thought might get me on the Worlds team. However…

There was a junior skier from Alaska who was storming up the ranks at that time. Rob Whitney was only nineteen years old, but he had been beating up on senior skiers for a couple of seasons already. In Rumford, he finished 5th, 6th, and 7th. That included a memorable pursuit race where I edged Rob in the classic race by 6 seconds, but he destroyed me in the pursuit. This earned the promising junior a ticket to Austria, alongside four established members of the US Ski Team. They only took five men on the team, and I was left at home.

Me, racing at Rumford in 1999

Back to the present…

I now spend my days working a desk job in Anchorage. I’m married and raising an 18 month old son, and juggling a few side projects. I exercise whenever I can, which in a good week is about 6 hours. My priorities have shifted, and I am happy with the changes, but I still long for the fitness I had when I could devote 20 hours a week to training.

Rob Whitney is now a firefighter here in Anchorage. He’s got a house, and is well on his way to being married. Like me, he still exercises sporadically and does adventures when he gets the chance, but he has also lost the exceptional fitness he once had. Rob’s put some extra pounds on his tall frame since his racing days ended.

Several weeks ago, Rob casually mentioned that he was thinking of getting serious about training for a few months. The idea was to see if he could lose some weight and jump into a race at the US Cross Country Ski Championships at Kincaid Park in January. I immediately told him I’d do it too. It would be good for both of us to have something to train for.

I always enjoy slightly hair-brained schemes. After all, I’m the same guy who tried out for the Olympic bobsled team simply because they had open trials. Rob and I have no business racing against the best skiers in the country these days. But that is exactly why it would be fun. Plus, I’m always looking for extra motivation to train. There is nothing like the fear of being totally embarrassed to get me out the door.

We tried to recruit others to join our quest, but for some reason there aren’t too many out-of-shape skiers who want to race against guys like Kris Freeman and Andy Newell. So it quickly became an internal competition. The trash-talking commenced almost immediately, and the “we’re both in this together” vibe disintigrated into a mano e mano vibe. Rob versus Cory. Cory versus Rob. The intensity went to new heights on Monday when I went to the APU weight room on my lunch hour, hoping to sneak in a little closet training. Imagine my surprise when I discovered Rob was already there, doing the same thing! Uh oh. He’s already shed some pounds. I quickly regretted my recent two week hiatus. Time to get to work.

So this thing is definitely ON. Here’s the tale of the tape:

2008 Tour of Anchorage 50K Results
(the only ski race we’ve done head-to-head recently):
Cory: 2:23:15.2
Rob: 2:30:31.7

Potential weekly training between now and January:
Cory: 8 hours a week, tops
Rob: potentially a lot more than 8 hours a week (key word: potentially)

Current weight vs Racing weight:
Cory: Racing: 173; Current: 174 (but much softer)
Rob: Racing: 180; Current: Umm, quite a bit more than 180. This could be his ace in the hole. Lots of potential.

On paper, this looks like a tremendous match-up. I’ve got the early advantage, but Rob has the potential to close the gap. Will Rob regain his 1999 form and utterly destroy me? Can I hold him off? Will either of us beat the J2 skiers? Will we both get laughed off the trail before we even finish the race? Stay tuned. This is going to be fun.

Programming Note:

We initially chose the 10K classic race at US Nationals on January 5 to be our showdown. However, we recently realized that we’d need join USSA and pay a high race entry fee, just for the privilege of embarrasing ourselves on the nation’s biggest nordic stage. I’m sure we can find a way to embarrass ourselves without paying over $200 to do it. The showdown date is currently pending.

Confirmation Dust

Tuesday, September 30th, 2008

Its funny that just last week I made this statement about my results in local fun races:

I could have a great race and finish 15th, and I could just as easily have a bad race and finish 4th, if no one shows up.

Well, in this week’s Tuesday Night Race, none of the fast guys showed up.  And I finished 4th.  It wasn’t a bad race by any means, but maybe it was a self-fulfilling prophesy.  For most of the race, I was in the top three, but faded to fourth with a half-mile to go.  I guess I should have written that I could win if no one showed up!  Nonetheless, it was fun to run with the leaders and entertain thoughts of victory.  Even if those dreams were shattered when the top two guys picked up the pace with two miles to go.  TNR Results

After two weeks of finishing the same place in both TNR and cyclocross, I knew I had my work cut out for me going into Saturday’s cyclocross race.  If I was going to keep the streak alive, I had a long way to go to reach fourth place.  The course was rooty, muddy and very challenging on skinny tires.  The course had very little running, so it felt like an ordinary mountain bike race, exept I was on the wrong bike.  So I was not surprised when the eventual winner blew past me on a hardtail mountain bike.  But it was still fun.  I managed to get a good workout and finish 10th.  ArcticCross results

And finally the highlight of the week was a spectacular weekend.  The kind of crystal clear weekend we’ve been waiting for all summer.   I didn’t get away for any adventures, but I did manage to kick-off the weekend with a spectacular run around the Williwaw Lakes - Ballfield loop from Glen Alps with Rob and Chrissy.  The evening light lit up the fall colors and contrasted well with the confirmation dust on the peaks. 

Normally, the first snow on the mountains is called termination dust because it signals the termination of summer.  But this year I’ve dubbed it “confirmation dust,” because it confirmed that the summer of ‘08 is never going to happen.

Anyway, a few photos from our run, courtesy of Chrissy…

Peakbagging Above Tebenkof Glacier

Wednesday, September 13th, 2006
 

Peakbagging Above Tebenkof Glacier

 

On Sept 13, Rob Whitney and I joined Tim Kelley for a peakbagging attempt in Prince William Sound.