
Normally in a Team Rogaine each member gets a map & a clue sheet. We only got one map & no clues. Cool Jason's naving & I'm punching the passport since in his words "Your a better runner". It also seems whenever Jason wants me to do more work he tells me this, i.e. "Your a better biker, swimmer, boater, reader, eater, drinker, etc(you get the idea)." No big deal I have no need to w

The first checkpoint was right near the start so we decided to make a counter clockwise loop. At "Go" we took off & I had to look back & ask Jason if he was going to catch up. A quick punch as he runs on to the next punch where a bottle neck forms. About 10 teams are wandering around looking "in the right place" for the marker. After 5 minutes Jason shows me the map & the 2 of us decide without a doubt we are in the right place & the marker isn't here. HMMMM??? Well I decide to look about 50 meters to the east. Low & behold what do I find up in a tree? Yep the marker. Its off by a good 50 meters. In Orienteering this is a bunch & in heavy woods you can't see very far so no one but me has seen it for now. So I quietly punch & run towards Jason & declare to Jason loud enough for everyone to hear "Its not here lets skip it & move on". Suckers!
We now make the first of a few course decision errors, but no big deal I like making the course harder by running extra loops & Jason did a great job taking us through every sticker bush in the county. So we skip 2 points & head to the Finley River to pick up a series of markers along & across the river. One involved wading up to our private parts to get. Another involved standing on a dead branch over the river that I just knew was going to break & dump me in the river, brrrr. Another on a rock ledge that Jason had to help hold me up while I punched. Oh I've forgotten to mention the theme of the markers location so far has been hidden. A few involved some real looking for. We ran right past several since in AR racing we're used to running 1000 meter squares & this map was 500 meter squares. It took us about half the controls to get a feel for the distance scale. We did find one more marker missed marked. The map had it high & we found it low. In hindsight I'm guessing this marker might have been moved since I don't remember it being tied & it was laying on the ground.
We did find one of the mystery prizes by being the first to one of the Markers. A nice Pack Towel; since Jason carried it most of the race, I told him he earned it, hehe got him to carry some extra weight, sucker. After sweeping back to get the earlier missed markers. One being hidden in a barn, we headed up & I mean up to the finish to find out we we're 2nd by about 5 min. Jason & I get a good laugh since we know we've wasted over 30 min at various points. So our finish time of 2:14 in a 3 hour race was OK. But a little later a twist is thrown in. Turns out the "winning" team didn't find the 2nd marker that was mismarked & the race directors told them where it was & they went back out & found it just before we finished. So to be fair since Jason & I found all the controls on our own they declared a tie giving us both first. We won a nice pair of Smartwool socks each for our efforts.
The race had a good turn out & everyone seemed to have fun. Even those who wore shorts & tore the hell out of their legs. Seems AR Nationals was a little more followed than I thought got congratulated by about 4 or 5 people including a couple of people I'd never met before. Does seem that some people don't appreciate free advertisement though.

Heres a little edited pic from the last time Jason & I both won races "together." The 2004 Berryman AR Race. He won the 4 person team & I won the 2 person team.
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