Biathlon in Port Royal

Cliff had a biathlon in Port Royal, Saturday. This race was a kayak and running event. As usual, I don't give his race reports....I leave that to him. I do like to share the pictures, though. 

The kayak race took place in the Harbor River. Just across the river was the infamous Parris Island Marine Corp base. The running portion took place through the quaint little town of Port Royal. This area of the state is richly steeped in history. Wars, including the Revolutionary and Civil Wars had a big influence in the area. 

Saturday, however, the only war here was taking place in kayaks and on foot. It was a beautiful sunny day. Cliff did well and I loved all the photo ops. I'm only going to include a few in this post. 

I'll share some gorgeous shots of an old church later in the week. Check back, you won't want to miss them. 

The local ROTC group was there to help unload the kayaks. 

They lined them up just so.

Closer to race time, the ROTC helped the participants 

get the kayaks to the water's edge.

Of course, some are more independent than others. HaHa!! 

Yes, that would be the definition of Cliff. Really, though, 

his kayak weighs all of 25 lbs. He didn't need help.

 All lined up and ready to go.....

And, they are off.

 Cliff finishing the 6-mile kayak portion in an hour.

And then, he was on the run.

Just under four miles and extra physical challenges (at different stations, the runners had to do things like push-ups, burpees, running to the top of a wooden tower.....to name a few) and about forty-five minutes later, he crossed the finish line.

So, while Cliff was doing his thing, I did mine. Photographing the wildlife. We see these birds at the beach all the time, but for the life of me, 

I don't know what you call them.

The seagulls were plentiful.

They didn't even mind posing.

Be Back Later,
Laurie

5 Minutes From A Heatstroke

Today, I found myself 5 minutes from a heatstroke. Well, it felt like that anyway. Lord, it was hot. I got myself into this predicament because that flagstone path I've been telling you about had to be finished today. I was tired of messing with it. All I wanted was to be done. I devised a plan and started early. Pictures below.

The Morning Plan:
1) Laid down newspaper and cypress chips in unfinished garden area. (corner where the potting shed is going)
2) Placed the last few stones on the path
3) Swept sand and debris from the stones
4) Drank water
      a) poured sweat, re-hydration was critical
      b) got dizzy a couple of times 
5) Rested for 30 minutes (this portion of the plan took 2 hours and 15 minutes)

The Mid-Day Plan:
1) Dug a trench beside the flagstone path to put something in later to help keep grass away, if that is at all possible.
2) Spread polymeric sand over the stones and into the cracks, taking care to sweep the remaining sand off the top of the stones.
      a) got dizzy again, kept going to the shade to cool off
      b) still sweating like crazy, but can't quit....almost done
3) Spent about 30 minutes watering sand down. This polymeric sand gets hard after it's watered down and allowed to dry. You need to wait 24 hours before walking on it. It will continue to cure for the next 72 hours and after that will harden even more. It's supposed to keep stones in place, keep weeds and grass from growing up between stones and keep ants and insects that burrow up through the ground from coming through. If it does this, then I may fill the trenches I dug with it, later.
      a) watered myself down 4 or 5 times with the water hose
      b) drank from the water hose
      c) breathing hard the whole time
      d) it got into the 90's today. Yes, I know I'm crazy.
4) Done! Thank the Lord, I'm done. This portion of the plan also took about 2 hours and 15 minutes. I won't ever tackle a project this big again! Not by myself, anyway.

I came inside and drank a huge glass of water and then a huge glass of Gatorade. Took a shower and sat down to rest. It had been at lest 20 minutes, since I came inside and I was still breathing hard and a little bit nauseated, too.

I was telling Cliff everything I told you here and he said, "You'll be aight." (His slang for alright) So, I shot him the bird. LOL! And then, I went and took a nap.

Later this evening, I paddled the kayak for a little while to relax and unwind. Pictures below. I couldn't get over how warm the lake water is. It feels like bath tub water.

(Pictures taken with my cell phone. I'll take some with my camera, next time.)

 It looks really good. I hope the polymeric sand does the trick.

The top portion is what I tackled this morning. The potting shed will go in that corner. Once I can walk on the stones, I'll need to pull the wood chips in closer to the stones. Of course, I'm not completely done with the garden plans. I have a few more decorative touches to do. I'll show you as the progress continues.

There's a few left over stones right there on the left, mid-way of the picture. I'll clean those up tomorrow. That's the spot I'm going to plant a lime-light hydrangea, if I can ever find one.

View of my house from the lake.

 Paddling into the sunset....

 

....to the mandatory portage.

 Another view of our house from a different side. 

And lastly, the dock and Adirondack chairs. 

Next project: Replacing indoor/outdoor carpet on the screen porch.

This starts tomorrow. 

Laurie

Take The Lake

Instead of walking, the competitors ran. Run 15, Bike 15, Paddle 14, Swim 4

Oh Lord, where do I begin? If y'all know anything about me and my race days, then you know that I get a terrible case of The Nerves. Well, something you may not know is that I get The Nerves whether it's my race or Cliff's.

Saturday, Cliff had a race at Lake Waccamaw, NC called Take The Lake Extreme. He was slated to swim 4 miles, bike 15 miles, kayak 14 miles and then run 15 miles. And I was his kayak support on the swim. Our day started at 3 a.m., Saturday morning. I knew as soon as my feet hit the floor that The Nerves would be causing some trouble. And sure enough, The Nerves showed up big time. 'Ain't nobody got time for that!' I managed to get dressed just in time to leave. Thirty minutes down the road, I had to stop. It was The Nerves. And then, once more, when we arrived to Lake Waccamaw. Cliff asked if I did this every morning. LOL!! I told him, "No, just when there's a race.....yours or mine, it doesn't matter". I mean, I was so sick, that he was seriously considering backing out of the race. But I assured him that I would be fine and I knew I would be as soon as I started kayaking. It's the way I roll.

As usual, when Cliff has a race...I don't do his race report. That's his story to tell. So, I give you my experiences of the day. I like my version better anyway. HaHa!

So, we started promptly at 6:30 a.m. And I say we because all the swimmers had to have their own kayak support. The race coordinators just didn't have enough people or boats to watch all the participants swimming 4 miles across the lake. Cliff was the first one to start, but was passed by one person. A very fast woman swimmer....that chick could swim. She left him like he was sitting still. Anyway, we watched the sun come up over the lake. I hardly had to paddle at all. The wind was to my back and pushed me along. The most paddling I did was back paddling to keep me along side Cliff. It's a lake so there was no tide, just wind. He did great swimming. He finished in a little over 2 hours and was second to come out of the water. We loaded up my kayak and headed back to the transition area where he would take off on his bike.

Sunrise on Lake Waccamaw

Checking out the competition behind us. No one was close.

Cliff had a good lead, except for the lady ahead of him.

 

  

 

 

This is the dam and the swim finish. At this point, I was on gator watch.

 

Back at transition, Cliff was leaving on the bike portion. I had little to do at this point. I took a few pictures and then met Cliff at the halfway point with some water. The way this worked was that they would have to ride the bike halfway around the lake and go through the state park and exit at the dam. Now, they couldn't ride the bike through the state park portion. They had to get off and walk or run the bike through that portion. Once they got to the dam, they would have to pick up their bikes and walk them across the dam. And then continue on.

Once again, the dam. The bikers would clear the trees at the end of the dam.

And here comes Cliff. He's in the lead, now.

The concrete was slick, so he walked very carefully across.

The little guy to the right had just fallen on the slick concrete. Cliff stopped to make sure he was ok before coming to the end. He has another competitor on his heels.

He had to lift the bike up and over....

...and carry it across this section.

After a quick rinse and adding water to the bike's hydration tank, he was off again on the bike. This was only half way.

So, I left him there at the dam and drove back to transition to get his hydration vest/life jacket ready for his kayak portion. I had the Garmin turned on and opened his shot blocks and left them in a cup in the kayak. All he had to do was put on the life jacket and start paddling. Since the kayak portion was 14 miles, it meant I had a couple of hours with nothing to do.

Leaving on the 14-mile kayak portion.

So, again, I took a couple of pictures and then sat down at the transition area for a little bit. I started calculating what time he would get back in the kayak and what I would need to do next to help him get ready for the run portion.

This cypress tree had some knarly knees. I fully expected a troll to emerge at any time.

 

Dale's Restaurant

 I decided that if I was going to get lunch that now was the time. It just so happened that there was a restaurant right across the street. Dale's Seafood Restaurant. Their food is delicious...so if you are ever in the area, you have to eat there. You just have to! I had lunch and got ready to pay and couldn't find my wallet. Oh dear Lord! That has never happened to me before. I could have panicked so easily, but I controlled myself. I told the lady at the register that I had a problem. I had left my wallet in my car, but that I could leave my bag with her and run go get it. She trusted me and told me that wasn't necessary. So I ran to the car, found my wallet and headed back to pay for my food. I sure hope that never happens again. It was embarrassing to say the least. I could just see myself having to wash dishes before they would let me out or worse....they could have made me gut fish.

Transition and napping area.

I was totally exhausted after that. I went back to transition and tried to read, but I was so sleepy by that time that I couldn't hold my eyes open. I was in the shade and there was a nice breeze blowing. It was ideal napping weather.....so, I did. I snoozed for about an hour. Ha!

Cliff arriving from the kayak portion.

Look at those cute, epic muscles.

 

Cliff finished the kayak portion in 2nd place and had one more leg of the race to go.....the 15-mile run. Now, he needed me to flank him to keep passing him his drinks and nutrition. So, I drove slowly for a couple of hours.....handing him some tea or Gatorade, gels, watermelon and peaches, water....just a whole passel of stuff to keep him going. And then just like that, it was over.

Cliff wrapping up a 15-mile run.

Taking the opportunity to cheese for me.

And finally, he's hitting the buzzer to indicate his arrival and the end of his race.

Resting for a minute and taking it all in. He has just finished an 11 hour race.

Heading out for a quick dip to cool off.

  

But,  he said that the water was so warm that it was hardly refreshing.

He did great, y'all! He finished in 2nd place. It took 11 hours and 18 minutes. As you can imagine, we were both pretty dog tired. He took a quick dip in the lake to cool off before collecting his award, his kayak and other race stuff and before heading home.

Laurie

Murrells Inlet Moonlight Paddle

Thursday night was a full moon and the tide was right for a moonlit paddle.

 

From the left.....Cliff, me and the Yakkity Yakers.



We joined our friend Frank and the Yakkity Yakers, a local kayaking group, at Morse Landing in Murrells Inlet around 6:30 pm to paddle across the creek to the backside of Garden City Beach.

 

 

It took us about 30 minutes to paddle over to Garden City and then we beached the kayaks to walk around the point to the ocean side.

 

 

 

Walking around, we saw the moon rising just above the horizon and the sea oats.

 

Gorgeous!

 

 

 

 

Once we arrived to the beach side, we watched the moon continue to rise and finally cast a glow on the ocean. It was one of the most peaceful experiences I've had.

 

 



And then it was time to return to Morse Landing. We paddled back with the tide,

which took less time than the paddle over. Kayaking after dark with the full moon illuminating the way is something I want to experience again and again.

Talk Soon,

Laurie

 

 

**Sorry for the graininess of the photos. They were taken with my cell phone, except the group photo. It was taken with Frank's camera.