12, er, 13 miles….Cady Way Cadences

Beginning the Cady Way

Recent training hikes have exhibited peculiarities just odd enough to suggest the world is out of kilter. Perhaps it’s the general euphoria of creeping out of the slough in which we’ve all been dwelling during the year of Covid.

But a week ago or so, J and I decided it was time to return to the Cady Way Trail for a full 12 miles. After all, June 30 and Colorado is getting ever closer. Encumbered by 30 pound packs, we set off, if not bright and early, at least at the respectable hour of 10 (or so). I had a workshop lined up at 4 that I didn’t want to miss. We knew the weather was going to be relatively cool, so that seemed eminently doable, and we were even ambitiously talking about how we’d fit in a quick lunch at one of our favorite breweries.

But alas, things did not turn out as planned. Turned out my Charge 4 Fitbit lost its GPS Bluetooth connection (who else has this chronic and annoying problem) and was underestimating how far we’d walked. Combine that with the fact that neither of us actually recalled whether the six mile mark was on the other side of the concrete mixing plants or by the little bridge where the two teenagers were murdered. Yes, Cady Way has its own sordid stories, mixed with industrial charm.

Anyway, we plowed along, blisters getting ever worse, when suddenly we realized we were at the Seminole County line, by a new public restroom and trailhead, and about to embark on the Cross Seminole Trail! The mileage marker read 7.2.

At that point we also realized I’d forgotten to pack the plastic bag with the energy bars . We were in good shape for water, but not a bite to eat. Plus there are no shops for miles and J had left his wallet behind anyway.

At that point it was also equally clear that we were going to have to achieve a very rapid pace if I was to have a prayer of attending my workshop on time. We exchanged barely a word on the return trip except for my pointing out that any cyclists (of which there were many) could just go around me as my energies were completely concentrated on putting one foot in front of the other. Most mysterious was the biking couple who seemed to pass us, only to show up again behind us and pass us yet again. It was as though they knew of some Cady Way Trail wormhole which we certainly could have used by that point.

Fortunately it turned out we hadn’t started at the absolute beginning of the trail and had only walked an extra mile and a half or so, making the total trek somewhere just over 13.

We got back home with no time to spare. I grabbed a yoghurt and attended the workshop while sitting on my yoga mat nursing my blistered feet.

After, I felt I more than deserved a martini while we sat on the porch. Only suddenly to feel a sharp sting on my forehead and realize I’d been bitten by a wasp. Not our most successful training hike. But let’s hope all that bad karma manifests itself now and not at 14000 feet while class III scrambling on the Keyhole Route at Longs Peak. Maybe we will be too high up for wasps.

5 thoughts on “12, er, 13 miles….Cady Way Cadences

  1. Roz May 25, 2021 / 5:53 am

    Sounds like you may be a little rusty in the planning area. Hope the kinks are out before you head to CO and Long’s Peak! Look forward to that adventure- for you. I will love reading about it and, hopefully, seeing some pictures.

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  2. Tom Justice May 25, 2021 / 7:09 am

    From the original trail head next to the FedEx facility to the intersection of Aloma and Howell Branch is 6.37 miles. Many a run and bicycle ride on that trail.

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    • mhoustonfl May 25, 2021 / 7:12 am

      Interesting. Maybe we went further than we thought. We started before the fed ex facility at Fashion Square and ended up beyond Goldenrod. I wish they had accurate mileage markers – at certain points they just disappear!

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  3. Peter Pharr May 25, 2021 / 8:38 am

    Go for it

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  4. pscapp June 5, 2021 / 9:47 pm

    My running watch went haywire last week. When I ran a half mile it recorded one, when I hit two miles it thought ( It Thought?) I had run 4 and so on and so forth and when I was done it congratulated me on running a 3:05 mile which might be possible on the moon but not here in the lowlands of South eastern Pennsylvania.

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