Sunday, August 30, 2015

Summer 2015 & Habanero Hundred Relay

Moonshadow Trail in Austin;
PC: Zach Szablewski
Summer 2015 was quite low key for me this year, which I knew it would be based on my school responsibilities. That is not to say that the summer was not interesting. I started off what I consider to be summer; the beginning of May, in Seattle with Apryle. After our two week visit, I flew back to Austin and immediately moved to my new home in Giddings, Texas to begin my first clinical rotation. I stayed in the town for three months, making periotic trips to Austin and going on other weekend adventures from time to time.






Apryle & I on Guadalupe Peak;
PC: Inventor of timer feature

After my internship at Giddings Physical Therapy ended, Apryle and I made a trip to Guadalupe National Park and enjoyed a week together in the Chihuahuan Desert. After the brief visit, it was time for me to get back to work on my second internship in Columbus, Texas, a town that was 45 miles southeast of Giddings. This meant I had an hour commute each day, making for a long month of July. The only consolation was that July meant the Tour de France on television and the Hardrock 100 on irunfar’s livefeed. This allowed me to live vicariously through other endurance athletes and take my mind off of my current situation.

Richter Road; PC: Zach Szablewski
In August, I moved to Columbus, thanks to a very nice family (The Richters), who kindly allowed me to stay at there residence during the latter half of my second internship. Fortunately, the month of August was quite busy for me, making it go by quickly. 







Brian and I at Galveston Beach
PC: Becka
The first weekend, I made the trip to Galveston Beach meet up with Brian Campbell where we were able to get in a run and catch some waves. The next week, I flew from Houston International Airport to Detroit Airport, en route to Tiffin, Ohio, for the wedding ceremony of my good friends Craig and Emily. This was a great weekend, I had the honor to be a groomsman in their wedding, was able to celebrate my dad’s retirement after 40 years of service to the Tiffin City Schools system, and visit with family and friends that I had not seen in half a year.

Craig/Emily Genet Wedding
PC: Ian Kinkly
As always, mom had the garden beds looking beautiful and full, and as my greatest mentor in all things horticulture, she and I remembered back to all the countless hours we spent cultivating the yard. In addition to swimming and gardening, dad put in some miles on the bike while I ran along side, just like old times. After a visit that was far too short, I flew back to Houston and made the drive back to Columbus to finish up the last few weeks of internship II. Fortunately the third week of August was the Habanero Hundred relay; which made it a little less depressing to leave my family behind again.





Mom & I at the northwest corner of the house
PC: Walt Szablewski
After an extremely hot summer of training, I was well prepared for the race. I typically ran around 5:30pm each day when temperatures soared above 100 degrees Fahrenheit. I often drank 2 20 ounce handheld bottles per run in the exposed country roads of Colorado County. I typically held between 7:20-7:40 pace for most of my runs, but they were all on flat road, the gapping hole in my training was the absence of trails. It is difficult to call myself a trail runner anymore when 99% of my runs this summer were on an asphalt surface, but I worked with what I had.

Goose, Myself, and Dad
Celebrating his retirement
PC: Mary Szablewski
Two days before the race, Columbus finally got some much needed rain and with it, a bit of a cold spell. I put in a slight taper; instead of running 10 miles the last two days before the race I ran 7 and 8 miles and explored the historic northeast portion of Columbus. Even put in some miles on the Old Spanish Trail, which was the first all-weather transcontinental highway to span the United states, from St. Augustine, Florida to San Diego, California.


Shake N Bake: Anthony Jacobs, myself,
Ben Drezek, Tracie Akerhielm, Jeff Ball
PC: Rob Goyen
Back to the Habanero Hundred, the relay team was formed by team TROT runners Jeff Ball and Tracie Akerhielm who got Anthony Jacobs, Ben Drezek, and myself on board for the August hundred miler back in May, shortly after the Horseshoe 50K. With a team of five established trail/ultrarunners, I think we all had high expectations for the race. Although, with Anthony running the Captain Karls series, Ben holding down a busy triathlon training schedule and Jeff and Tracie’s running a 50K the next weekend in Morin County California, the relay was not the highest priority. Fortunately, the other ambitions did not stop them from putting in a tremendous effort.

Zachary Szablewski trail runner at Habanero 100 race
Zach Szablewski, Habanero Hundred, End of lap 1
PC: Jeff Ball
Once again Rob and Rachel Goyen put on an amazing and challenging race. Not sure that anyone else in Texas has ever had the audacity to put on a 100 mile race in the summer heat of south central Texas, but fortunately Rob and Rachel did and they executed the race flawlessly. Great aid-station support, plenty of ice and water, and a generally fun and friendly atmosphere. Not to mention the race was set in the beautiful 1,016.7 acre Post Oak Savannah of Buescher State Park.

Buecher State Park
Because I am not sure that this post is long enough already, allow me to delve into a lesson in ecology. Buescher State Park is located within a unique woodland environment known as the Lost Pines ecosystem. This area is unique because it contains a stand of Loblolly pines that are completely isolated from those found in east Texas. Additionally, this is the furthest west that these pines are found. 



According to pollen records, the pines have survived for over 18,000 years in this area, only slightly longer than it would have taken me to finish this race solo. As many of the runners can attest, the soil is quite sandy and gravely, but beneath it is a water retaining clay. The soil mixture along with the pines adaptation to survive on 30% less water than eastern loblollies, have allowed the trees to flourish in this area.





Colorado River
PC: Zach Szablewski
I digress, back to the race, starting at high noon, our team took to the front early lead by our first runner Jeff Ball, who passed off the baton to Anthony Jacobs, who relinquished his time on the trail to Tracie Akerhielm, who handed off to me who then tagged in our fifth leg Ben Drezek. Without trying to think of any new transition phrases, our order changed up a bit in the next nine laps: Jeff, myself, Anthony, Tracie, Ben, Jeff, Anthony, Tracie, and myself. 

Pre Wedding Pictures in Tiffin
PC: Walt Szablewski
The race went well for me, I was sure to hydrate well and keep eating a little between each leg. The heat was not a problem and much to my surprise I rather enjoyed running the trail at night. The headlamp and belly lamp illuminated the trail well, forget everything you were told about exterior illumination (Christmas Vacation reference) and try this technique. Because my watch broke I am forced to refer back to the timing system and race photographs that show the clock at the finish area to determine my times, thus accuracy might be off. However, I believe my times go something like: 48:16, 51:30, and 53:50. The important thing is that overall we went 12:33:30 and set the bar high for future Habanero Hundred Relays. Additionally, we accomplished an unspoken goal of not losing to Ian Sharman’s American 100 mile trail record of 12:48.

Apryle enjoying a sunset on Guadalupe Peak
PC: Zach Szablewski
At any rate, thank you to all my teammates, you made it an enjoyable day! Thanks to Rob and Rachel Goyen for putting together another memorable event! Thanks to all the volunteers who made the race possible. Thanks to the my mother, father, future mother and father in-law and Apryle for their support of my running. Also thanks to anyone reading that has made it through the whole blog post to this point!


For those of you that enjoy statistics…

SUMMER RUNNING LOG

Month
May
Days
10 to 16
Miles
73.2
Time
 11:43:46
Pace
9:36
Long Run
31.1
May
17 to 23
57.97
7:21:37
7:37
22
May
24 to 30
63
8:00:50
7:37
13.5
June
31 to 6
67.1
8:18:48
7:26
15.75
June
7 to 13
75.05
9:18:18
7:26
11
June
14 to 20
64
8:11:53
7:41
12
June
21 to 27
65.85
8:09:10
7:25
10.5
July
28 to 4
74.8
28:00:00
22:27
17.4
July
5 to 11
66.35
7:58:30
7:12
10.6
July
12 to 18
63.75
8:05:42
7:37
10.25
July
19 to 25
69.1
8:24:14
7:17
10.5
July
26 to 1
67.15
8:00:09
7:09
10.1
August
2 to 8
75
9:56:36
7:57
11.5
August
9 to 15
40.5
5:01:44
7:27
10.4
August
16 to 22
77.6
9:22:56
7:15
10
August
23 to 29
61.8
7:47:26
7:33
13

NOTABLE WORK OUTS/RUNS

Slaughter Creek Trails
PC: Zach Szablewski
Long Days
22.00 2:50:00 North Austin and Bull Creek with Anthony Jacobs and Ryan Hess; Quick pace for 13 miles on the roads and then 9 more miles on the trails at Bull Creek.
16.75 2:03:00; 2-a-day in Giddings, out County Road 208 toward Serbin in the morning and a run around town in the evening.
17.00 2:12:00 2-a-day back in Austin. Morning run at Bull Creek with Anthony Jacobs and a solo evening run on the Slaughter Creek trails.
17.00 2:15:00 2-a-day back in Austin. Morning run on the Slaughter Creek trails and an evening run on the Moonshadow trail system.
16.00 1:57:57 2-a-day both in Galveston and Columbus. A morning run along Galveston Beach with my old college teammate Brian Campbell. Brian Campbell played an instrumental roll in helping me develop an obsession with high mileage. Then an evening run on the stone driveway called Richter Road in Columbus.
City Park in Giddings
PC: Zach Szablewski
Workouts
3 x 6 minute pushes with 3 minute recovery on the back roads of Giddings
4 x 1 kilometer with 1 kilometer rest at Independence Street Park in Giddings. (3:12, 3:10, 3:15, 3:19)
5 mile Tempo at Giddings City Park (30:20 6:04 min/mi)
3 x 1 mile at Giddings City Park (5:07, 5:14, 5:13)
2 mile time trial at Giddings City Park (10:40)

Apryle and I on Hunter Peak
Guadalupe National Park and Carlsbad Cavern Running/Hiking:
Apryle and I made a trip to the this hidden oasis and put in some solid miles in this diverse ecosystem in the middle of the Chihuahuan Desert. This expedition warrants a blog post of its own (coming soon).

Day 1: 5.00 Total and a hike to Devils Hall from Pine Springs Campground.



Apryle and I at the Grotto
Day 2: AM - 3.2 miles to the Guadalupe Peak campsite, then 1.1 miles to the summit of Guadalupe Peak follow by 1.1 miles back to campsite. PM – 1.1 miles to Guadalupe Peak followed by 1.1 miles back to campsite. Total: 7.6 miles (roughly 3h 30min of hiking and 3500ft vertical).
Zack Szablewski runner
Zach Szablewski at McKittrick Canyon
Day 3: EARLY AM - 3.2 miles to Pine Springs Camp Area from Guadalupe Campsite. LATE AM - .2 miles from the wash to Tejas trail, 3.8 miles along Tejas trail to the junction near Pine Top Campsite, 2.5 miles along Bush Mountain trail to Bush Mountain, 2.7 miles to Blue Ridge Campsite.
PM – 1.3 miles along Blue Ridge trail and 1.2 miles along the Marcus trail and back to campsite. Total: 17.4 miles (roughly 7h 30min of hiking and 4500ft vertical).
Apryle on the trail
Day 4: AM – 1.6 miles along Blue Ridge trail to Tejas trail for 1.1 miles to Juniper trail for 2.0 miles to the Bowl trail for 1.3 to Hunter Peak and back for .2 miles, to Bear Canyon trail for 2.3 miles, to the Friloje trail for 1.5 miles and through the wash back to Pine Springs Camp Area .2 miles. PM – 2.5 miles to El Capitan Lookout and back to Pine Springs Campground, 2.5 miles. Total: 15.10 miles (roughly 6h 30min of hiking and 2500ft vertical).
Day 5: AM – 6.5 miles to the notch along the McKittrick Canyon Trail; with stops at the Grotto and the climbing rock. Another 6.5 miles back to the car at the McKittrick Visitors Center. Total: 13.00 miles (roughly 4h of hiking and 3500ft vertical).
Day 6: AM – 1.0 mile along Natural Entrance trail. Followed by 1.0 mile along the Big Room trail. EARLY PM – 1.0 mile along nature trail near visitors center. Followed by 1.0 mile in the Kings Palace portion of the cavern. Total: 4.0 miles of leisurely walking around the cave and surrounding area.

Trail Work
  • Four 10-12 milers at Moonshadow off Travis Country Circle both solo and with Anthony Jacobs throughout the summer. I was unable to log very many trail miles so I took advantage of any opportunity to leave the pavement behind.
  • Couple of solid runs on the Bull Creek trails, and Barton Creek trails from the Hill of Life on my occasional trip back to Austin. Most notably a 11 miler during the heat of the day in late July with Anthony Jacobs, Ryan Hess and Seth West.
  • Several jaunts on the Slaughter Creek trails back in my former trail running territory. Most of the terrain in flat, but it was quite nice to feel the gravel and dirt underfoot.
  • A trail run around Brazoria and San Bernard National Wildlife Refuges
  • Several laps up and down the stone driveway of Richter Road while living in Columbus gave me a break from the pavement in early August. However it took about 6 laps to equal 10 miles, making this route somewhat monotonous, even for me.

 
Myself and Coe post Tiffin Bike Ride
PC: Walt Szablewski
Cross Training
  • 1500 meter swim at Circle C Pool in Austin with Apryle followed by a 250 meter swim the next day.
  • 250 meters on two separate days back home at my parents pool in Tiffin, Ohio. I’m not much of a swimmer but I enjoy logging a few laps here and there when I am able.
  • 12.00 mile bike at the Veloway in Austin on a weekend trip back. The old Ironhorse could use some repairs, but with some duct tape applied to the wheels and a little air in the tires I was good to go.
  • 38.50 mile bike with my good friend from college Nathan “Coe” Nemire. On a trip back to Tiffin for my good friends Craig and Emily’s wedding, I was lucky enough to catch up with Coe as well. Coe has two very nice bicycles, so I was fortunate enough to hop in the saddle of a carbon fiber bike that he let me borrow. The bike was not quite good enough to make up for my lack of cycling prowess, so Coe had to hold back a bit, but it was a great ride down memory lane. Reminiscing of the college running days on the country roads around Eden Township that I know so well.

Sunday, June 14, 2015

The Black Hills

Wyoming Sunrise
It was Saturday afternoon when I was sitting in McClaren Hall skyping with parents when I realized that I should probably go for a long road trip since I had Monday off. I had been living in Estes Park for a month and a half and had not really explored much of the area outside the eastern fringe of Rocky Mountain National Park. But I realized that my exploration of the high mountains would have to wait another couple of months until the conditions permitted easy passage. So I set my sights on Wyoming and debated going to the Tetons & Yellowstone or heading to South Dakota to tour the Black Hills. 



Wyoming Countryside
After some debate, I thought it best to leave the Tetons and Yellowstone for an occasion when I had more time to explore so the Black Hills it was. After a restless nights sleep I hit the road at around 4:30am and drove through the highway 34 canyon until I hit 25 and headed north. I caught a beautiful sunrise in Cheyenne and found the desolate driving across Wyoming to be very peaceful. I got off the main drag and took US 26 to WYM 270 and I found this terrain to be a pleasantly monotonous trudge. Growing up in Ohio there were cornfields, bean fields and wheat fields as far as the eye could see but Wyoming had a whole new landscape of repetitiveness to offer and enjoyed immersing myself loneliness of the vast expanse of treeless plane. 

Antelope
To my right and left were infinite plots of sage brush with a dusting of white powder and the occasional pack of antelope.  I made a hard right turn in Manville onto US 18/20 then started north on 85 before veering east once again onto US 18 which brought me across the boarder into South Dakota.










Wind Cave NP
There was a interesting shift in landscape and though I new little of the Black Hills, I assumed I had entered them based on my surroundings. I made one final turn onto 385 and headed into Wind Cave National Park. I parked near the main entrance, signed up for a cave tour later in the afternoon and hit the trails. I first headed out on the Wind Cave Canyon Trail and was intrigued by the great diversity of landscape. When I started the run, I was on a grassy plane but that quickly gave way to gentle rolling hills with a scattering of Ponderosa Pines. I quickly entered a canyon that was short in stature, but rich in color and diversity of flora. 

Canyon Trail
The craggy rock faces were painted in burnt orange and brick red hues and Ponderosa saplings clung to whatever soil they could find on the surface. I could tell that bison had taken this trail earlier in the day, for obvious reasons, however, I did not spot my first Bison until I did some running off trail. After reaching a dead end on the trail I back tracked and headed up the Highland Creek Trail and decided to veer off trail and run up a slight ravine, and after reaching the top I spotted an enormous bison and quickly turned and headed back down to the trail. 



In Wind Cave
It was a perfect day, the sun was shining, the temperature was a mild 50 degrees and the wind was howling and whipping across the planes at speeds that I had never before felt in such idealistic conditions. After getting in part one of my three a day, I started the boxwork cave tour. The cave is quite impressive, as it is one of the longest and most complex networks of mazes in the world. It is estimated that the cave is approximately 195 kilometers when each of its offshoots is totaled. The tour that I took highlighted the boxwork formations in the cave, which Wind Cave is thought to have the most well-formed of these formations in the world. 

View from the Lookout
After roaming around below the surface for a few hours, I made my way back above ground to explore the northern stretches of the park. I ran the short trail to the Lookout Tower that sits 5013 feet above sea level and enjoyed the panoramic views of the Black Hills, even catching a glimpse of my next destination, The Badlands.








Bison
Once more I hopped into the car and traveled north into Custer State Park, along the way passing several bison heard numbering between 15 and 20. They appeared to be of similar size to my Nissan Versa and were quite intimidating creatures even from the safety of my car. Since I was in the area and it was presidents day weekend, I thought I would head to Mount Rushmore. Though it was probably the least interesting sight of my road trip and probably hold Crazy Horse and his monument in much higher esteem, I’m glad I got the chance to see it. 



Mt Rushmore
I was able to snap some photographs and get in a few more miles before the sunset on day one of my second winter road trip of 2013. I stayed the night in Rapid City and departed in the early morning for Badlands.







Badlands NP
I arrived at the Badlands, wandered around the visitors center and then started out on the road to peer out over some of the most interesting rock formations in the United States. I do not believe that I saw more than three other cars the entire day… I had the park to myself. Rightfully so, I suppose, it had to have been about 25-30 degrees with a frigid wind chill. If the trip had one theme it was loneliness and isolation. As an only child and self-proclaimed loner, this feeling of isolation only added to unique experience of the trip. 

Badlands
The Badlands offered the most hauntingly beautiful landscape I had ever seen and since laid eyes upon. The conditions of the trip were so ideal that I am reluctant to ever return for fear that my memory of the sacredness of the place will forever be tarnished. As much as I dislike driving in a national park, when I have the option to run instead, it was a beautiful drive that was carved through the landscape. At the end of the paved road I decided to try my luck taking the dusty dirt Sage Creek Road. 






Ewe
I vividly recall travelling slowly over the washboard road, blasting the radio and passing heard of both Big Horn Sheep and Bison. I believe the ewes seemed kind fond of the Who’s Baba ‘O riley as I passed, but this is purely speculation.











Yellow Mounds
Badlands
Badlands
Badlands

 Badlands

Badlands

Big Horn Sheep
















Chimney Rock
After making it off the dirt road without a punctured tire, I hit Bigfoot Trail (27) which took me through the Pine Ridge Reservation and by the tragic sight of Wounded Knee. I then decided to head south through Nebraska on 87, on my way back to Estes Park. I continued to debate making a side trip to the mecca of Chadron, Nebraska, former home town of Baldwin Wallace cross country & track coaching legend William Taraschke who has retired this year after 31 years of coaching (Perhaps for the most astute readers, you may discover a link between the title of my blog the preceding sentences). 









Nebraska Landscape
But I decided that I would save this for another occasion. At any rate I continued to head south and visit Chimney Rock National Historic Site, this may hold some meaning to those interested in the history of the Oregon Trail. After running a few miles around ranch land surrounding this auspicious spire that was such an important landmark, I took to the back roads once again on my quest to return to my home to resume my duties in the RMNP greenhouse. As with most of my trips it was short lived, but full of memories, even 28 months later, I can still vividly recall the sights, sounds and the feelings that the journey to the Black Hills evoked.

Sunday, June 7, 2015

Brazoria & San Bernard NWR

American Alligator (Brazoria)
All week I pondered how I should spend the first weekend of June down here in central Texas. My time in the state is limited and my goal is to see as much of it as I can before I begin the next chapter of my life in the Pacific Northwest. I have been fortunate enough to live in three beautiful and ecologically distinct areas of the United States in my twenty-five years and I like to take full advantage of exploring each of them. 

Salt Marsh
Fortunately, Texas is encompassed by many different ecosystems, which makes exploring this state even more rewarding. I started with the wooded trails around McKinney Falls in Austin when I first arrived, then enjoyed a sunrise highlighting the impressive sotol covered hillsides of Texas Hill Country during the Cactus Rose 50 Miler, felt the palpable salty breeze billowing off the Gulf on Padre Islands north shore, experienced the isolation of the Chihuahuan Desert and the cool crisp air of the Chisos Mountains. However, I had yet to experience the salt water marshes of Southeast Texas; and what better place to experience that than Brazoria and San Bernard National Wildlife Refuges.

Bobcat Woods (San Bernard)
As with most of my long road trips in this scorching state, I hit the road at 3am to avoid the stresses on my car and on myself in the form of traffic. I arrived at Brazoria around 7am, paged through some informational packets and went for the first of a series of runs for the day. 



Trail along Rogers Pond
I started on the Big Slough Trail, ran over the boardwalk and sprinted through the trail to unsuccessfully allude the black flies which had an insatiable appetite for a total of .75 miles. My intention was to run a few loops to rack up a few miles, but the flies made that an unappealing option. So I hit the stone trail to jog the 7.5 mile interpretive loop. I took a few side treks that amounted to another 1.5 miles. 


Alligator with a Catch
I caught my first glimpse of the majestic American Alligator near Olney Pond, and after passing the Slat Marsh and Mud Flats I jumped onto a grassy single track skirting along Rogers Pond. As the grass height became increasingly high I turned back in order to avoid a potential encounter with a venomous snake. I continued on the trail passing Teal Pond and Cox Lake and then looped back to Olney Pond where I watched the alligators hunt. The flocks of birds were impressive and the bayou was alive with their calls in addition to the masses of amphibians and insects.


Wolfweed Wetlands
After a 9.75 miles around Brazoria NWF, I decided to take a drive down to San Bernard NWF, where I was informed that there not only freshwater and salt marshes but also woodlands. I was intrigued by the diversity of San Bernard NWF, I first took the Bobcat Trail into the wooded section, but the vegetation was shoulder high in spots and after seeing a Copperhead slither by, I decided to cut the hike short. 


Wolfweed Wetlands Overlook
I ran the boardwalk over to the Wolfweed Wetlands, which were teaming with birds and alligators. The wetlands were quite interesting because it felt like I was running back in Ohio on the gridded out croplands, however, instead of corn in the fields and pavement over the path, it was shallow marshes divided by grassy pathways. I learned from an interpretive sign that the area was indeed a series of croplands before a partnership of companies converted it into a wetland. 


Alligator Looking My Way
Low value wolfweed was grown in the area before, but the land was converted into a network of reservoirs in order to create habitat for migratory birds. The wetlands also created a habitat for the alligator and after seeing the large animal thrashing about in the water on both sides of me, I decided it was time to get off of the narrow trail between the reservoirs. Due to an overwhelming thirst and dehydrated state I decided to simply drive around Moccasin Lake and head toward my next destination. I ran another 3 miles at San Bernard bringing day my total to 12.75.

Bobcat Woods (San Bernard)
I had intentions of camping out on the beach near Surfside, where I read of a couple of free campsites, so I headed in that direction. On the way I spotted another wildlife refuge and stopped in for a bit to relax under the shade of some mighty live oaks and went for a shakeout run around a densely wooded trail. Once I got to the beach, I realized I had made a mistake, there is no worse place to be than on the gulf coast of Texas in the summer. 

Ibis
It is a cluster of people with large trucks, loud generators, bad music in addition to litter and general overconsumption. I reluctantly pulled into a beach entrance and spent about an hour swimming in the Gulf. The water was pleasantly warm and it ended up being quite relaxing when I got out far enough to convince myself that I was on a random remote coastline somewhere far away from the over abused disrespected beaches of Texas. I decided to return to Brazoria NWR to enjoy once last glimpse of what the Texas coast should resemble. I ran another 2 miles, bringing my Saturday total to an unimpressive 15.75 miles. 


Crab
I could not believe how sore I was despite taking Friday off and only intermittedly running throughout the day. Perhaps the increased race load and quickened pace of 2015 is beginning to take a toll or hopefully the lack of sleep and water were the main culprits. At any rate, I watched the sun set on the bayou and reflected on all the amazing things I was fortunate enough to see because of the hard work and dedication of those who believe in preserving Texas as a destination for migratory birds, amphibians, reptiles and future generations to enjoy for years to come.


Spider
With that said, I would like to add another component to my blog, as much as I enjoy providing race reports and describing various trips to amazing places; I believe it is quite important to preserve these amazing places and the wildlife that inhabits them so that everyone can get a chance to experience the wonders of nature in the future. Therefore, my fiancé, bird and undulate expert, Apryle Craig will be providing insights into her research and describing the importance of conservation sporadically on the Harriers to Chadron platform starting this week.