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2002 BIG SUR INTERNATIONAL MARATHON PICS II

 

 
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Here I am at what I thought was the top of Hurricane Point. Despite someone telling me that, I still had a few hundred yards uphill. I was a bit ... er.... irked but I got over it (note the bad pun).
This is a shot looking down to my left. The view was incredible but one wrong step and you get a free helicopter ride to the hospital or more likely, the morgue.
This guy plays the piano every year. You could hear him from a mile away in both directions. He paid absolutely no attention to me. I didn't buy his CD, so there.
One mile left. Something tells me that the intelligent-looking gentleman on the left was not in the marathon. Come on, I was on my 26th mile and could figure out MY camera!!
This is me coming into the finishing chute. Yes, I am in severe pain and look like I crapped my pants and left my manhood back on the course. 
A closer shot of my public display of wimpiness. But at this point, all I cared about was getting this race OVER!!!
 I let someone else handle the photographing duties when I got in and they must have thought that a shot of the crapper and dumpster perfectly captured the moment.
Crapper and dumpster shot #2. Just can't have enough of those pics as mementos.
Steve and Sam in their space blankets, looking like buckets of smashed feces. The blankets were as useful as they were expensive (free at finish line).
Sam, me, and Steve posing at the end. I was too tired to sit down and afraid I couldn't get back up.
I challenge you to pick out the differences in this pic from the last. I had to make sure the developers didn't give me doubles. I wore Sam's shirt the next week in the Wild Wild West Marathon.
The next two shots were taken by a different camera at the same time. The similarities are even more confounding than the last tow. Only the people in the background moved. All three of us were too stiff and sore to move a muscle.
Take two. When else can you stand around with foil around you, wearing a clay disc connected by a leather strap, and have paper safety pinned to you, and not considered too much of a freak?
I had to get a shot of the finish line but I was unaware that Carrie had taken a few also along with the infamous crapper/dumpster shots.
This is Mr. Bill Burleigh, the founder of the Big Sur International Marathon. He is a great man and told me that he was a Marine in the 50s. And yes, like a true Marine, that's a beer he's holding.
Alex, me, and Stephanie. I was so proud to pose for this pictures with my kids. They, on the other hand, wondered why Daddy stunk so bad and walked funny.
This was two days after the race at a party for the marathon clinic attendees. The man standing with me is Philo Short who completed his 100th marathon during this Big Sur race.

2002 BIG SUR INTERNATIONAL MARATHON PICS I
2002 BIG SUR INTERNATIONAL MARATHON PICS II
2002 BIG SUR INTERNATIONAL MARATHON PICS III


How it all started...

2000 Wild Wild West Trail Marathon
2001 Wild Wild West Trail Marathon
2002 Big Sur International Marathon
2002 Wild Wild West Trail Marathon
2002 Bishop 50-mile Ultra-Marathon

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