The Grand Teton 100: Four laps of three sections, just around eight hours a lap, that’s 32 hours and it’s done. So what’s stopping you?
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Well bud, looking up the 2780 feet of Fred’s Mountain I had an early idea, in fact I had more than an idea I had a justified dread of Fred’s – which would grow as the hours ticked by over the day and night—but that’s the story and it can wait.
Fred’s will become famous, even if Fred himself has fallen into obscurity. Fred’s-- reaching up above 10 thousand feet, overlooking the rocky crags of the Grand Teton to the east and the long beautiful Teton Valley to the west. Fred’s with an excuse for a four wheeler road that is covered in shaley rock and small boulders, where at its steepest points one looks for foot holds in the mass of loose sliding rock. Fred’s where hyperventilation becomes the norm and just survival, Fred’s where at its easiest the distance to rise is one to one and at it’s worst damn near a hand hold climb. You got the idea? Climb Fred’s and near the top at over ten thousand feet you will get it one way or the other.
If you want to taste Fred’s in Hawaii you have to go to the trails of Mauna Kea, where the Hawaiian goddesses of the White Mountain give Fred a bottle and put him to bed at night. I climbed Fred’s four times and hurt, but I’d been up the Mauna Kea trail, and knew it could get so much worse-- but that did not make it any less painful. Fred’s may be the Big Island Sister’s very small sibling, but it’s a mean ass climb none-the-less.
You get to the top of Fred’s Mountain coughing and gagging and grab a bit to eat and drink and then look out over the astounding beauty of the place. It is awesome in the most essential concept of the word. The grand Teton is a giant out-thrust of rock that reaches 12 to 13 thousand feet and sits surrounded by lesser crags and peaks that run along a giant spine of granite. It is another one of those special places in our grand country.
But, a word to the wise--visit the top of Fred’s before the race when you can take some time to enjoy the views and let the beauty settle into your soul. Buy a lift ticket and scope out the course from the top. Get a feeling for place early on. If you don’t you just won’t have the time or the mental aptitude to appreciate where you are, as you will either be so wacked out by the climb or too engrowsed in hesitantly looking down the steep you just came up--wondering how you are going to get down without jamming your knees all the way up and into your eye ball—to really enjoy the top of Fred’s.
So, it is slow and easy down, sliding and stumbling on the shale and rock that runs loose over the rough track, caution bells jangling in the back of your mind every time you slip, slide, or start to loose control. It’s a back wrenching down and one that only the fittest can do at any pace—though many seem to feel obligated to push in the earliest loops.
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