While I’ve got a couple article ideas swirling around my mind at the moment, if I close my eyes and relax, I still see Hardrock. Given my failure to publish some of the 700-plus photos I took from the 2016 Hardrock, I decided I’d share some of the images I have on my hard drive as well as in my head. Below are a few of the 762 photos I shot while running this year’s Hardrock 100. Enjoy!
Now, there’s a bonus photo album on Facebook.
[This is no race report, nor do I intend to publish one, but you can watch Meghan’s post-race interview with me and I’m happy to answer questions about my race, gear, etc. in the comments below.]
While offering plenty of alone time, the Hardrock 100 also offers plenty of time to chat with friends, old and new. Here, a train of at least 10 runners heads up toward Putnam Mountain. All photos: iRunFar/Bryon Powell
More often photographed from above at Grant-Swamp Pass, Island Lake is beautiful from many angles.
The stark beauty that can be seen atop Grant-Swamp Pass.
Ben Wyrick descends Swamp Canyon with Oscar’s Pass in the distance.
Runners climb Oscar’s Pass under grumpy skies. Those same clouds help keep runners happy by keeping temperatures from soaring during the heat of the day.
Although the wildflowers bloomed early this year and the race was a week later than normal, north-facing aspects such as Wasatch Basin retained show-stopping displays.
Dappled light poured into Marshall Basin above Telluride, providing a stunning display while runners traversed between Mendota Saddle and Virginius Pass.
Adam Wilcox takes the first hands-needed steps before the rope-assisted descent off Virginius Pass, the home of Kroger’s Canteen. It’s one of my “Oh, hell no!” moments from this year’s race.
I stop whenever I pass the textbook Great Unconformity in Box Canyon, where a whooping 1.3 billion years of geology is missing between the 1.4-billion-year-old Precambrian rock below and the roughly 27-million-year-old volcanic San Juan Tuff above.
One of the numerous (and numbered) Red Mountains pokes out above the Million Dollar Highway during the climb up the Bear Creek Trail.
Trout hit the surface of what I’ll call Upper Cataract Lake as Day 2 of Hardrock 2018 dawns.
The simple, yet stunning scene of the Grenadier Range showing off from Green Mountain. For me, this is the view that is Hardrock.
Having my nieces–Maya (9) and Norah (7)–crew me at Hardrock will surely be a highlight of my year. Here, they join me for the final stretch toward the Hardrock.
I deeply wish Bill Dooper had been there to sit next to me outside the gym after this year’s Hardrock. But he wasn’t. However, my race was dedicated to him and he “paced” me the whole way. Miss you, Bill!
