I’m currently working out of Skógar in South Iceland, home of the world famous Skógafoss waterfall and trailhead of the magnificent Fimmvorðuhals trail. After you’ve gotten over the novelty of this wall of water thundering down, the next thing you notice is this imposing hill dominating the handful of houses. I’ve been itching to get up there to see if I could find a nice route to train my anti-gravity endurance and today was just the perfect day to do it.
While getting ready for work around 8 am on Monday morning, I took one final look at the live tracking page and saw that the last two contestants were less than 1km away from reaching the finish line of the first edition of Legends Trails. They had started their odyssey 250km, more than 7000m D+ and over 60 hours ago. Out of the 47 men and women that started on Friday night, 6pm, 15 completed the event. I’m quite sure you’re not fully getting what an achievement this is. Read on!
While religiously sipping hot coffee, my morning started with browsing the new batch of outdoor sports media the night had spawned. Usually it’s the same generic clichés of a runner, biker or climber doing something way out of my reach, while a dreamy euphoric soundtrack helps to convince me of its total awesomeness. The bittersweet sting I get from these video’s helps me convince myself that if I just get through these next couple of days, weeks, months… of being diligent at work, I’ll get my share as well.
I was watching a video of mountain bikers flowing through some ridiculously beautiful trails when I heard the voice over say something that really struck a chord in me. He simply nailed what I’d been thinking but hadn’t been able to put into words: Read the full story!