I’d like to share my adventure of the Dobson trail with you.
So, 59km in one day sounded like a good idea at the time, but after developing blisters 16km in, I was dreading it. My adventure started at 9:30am when Dad dropped me off at the Dobson trail entrance on the Old Shepody Road. I had lots of food and water packed, and a few emergency items in case I needed to stay the night.
I started my stopwatch and I was off. The first part of the trail was very wet, rocky and twiggy. I only had shorts on, so my legs were getting scratched up pretty bad by all the bushes across the path.
I stopped for a quick lunch at 12pm at the Kent Road, and put on some blister packs on my feet. After 30min, I headed back out. My knees started to act up on this leg of the trail. I have iliotibial band syndrome, which means every time I bend my knee, a tight band over my knee joint rubs against the bone and becomes inflamed. It’s like having a rock stuck in between your knee as you’re walking. I popped a pain pill, but it didn’t help much.
The first portion of the trail was quite wet and rocky. I had to talk my time on those sections. There were a few logging roads that the trail follows, so I took the opportunity to run on those.
I started out wanting to complete the trail as fast as I could. I had the timer going and was making good time, but after the 30km mark, my knee was hurting so much that it became a goal to just finish it.
So I thought that doing this trail in one day was a pretty cool accomplishment. That is until I met Dana Meise at the 14km mark. He’s walking across Canada using the trail system. Very interesting individual. Check out his website at www.thegreathike.com.
At the 8km mark, I was passing a huge marsh. I heard something in the water, looked over, and it was a HUGE moose. I stopped to watch it dredge through the swampy waters.
It got dark with about 6km left and luckily, I brought my headlamp. For the last 2 hours, I was hiking in complete darkness. There was no moonlight as it was covered by dark clouds.
With only 2km remaining, I glanced up and saw 4 green eyes coming straight at me on the trail. I had a stick in my hand and stood behind a tree, somehow trying to protect myself. I started yelling at the animals to scare them away, but they just started growling. I thought I was dead. Not a moment later, I hear people behind them yelling. It was two people, and the growling creatures were two dogs off their leash. Every single hair on my body was standing on its end. I talked to that couple for a little bit and then ran the rest of the trail.
I came out of the woods and stopped my timer…12 hours and 7 minutes. I was bruised, battered and beaten down, but very proud of myself for not quitting.
There is no way I could have completed this trek if it wasn’t for CrossFit. It prepared me physically for the unknown challenges. Not only that, but it also prepared me mentally. When I’m doing a workout like the 50’s, or Eva, I won’t let anything stop me from finishing it. CrossFit has taught me to persevere no matter what is thrown in your face.
CrossFit – makes you physically strong and mentally tough!