![]() How would I know who to run with, what if I picked the wrong person - what if they were too fast and I couldn’t keep up with them, what if they didn’t like my enthusiastic American chatter and uncontrollable squeals of delight? My brain worried like the blades of a ceiling fan spinning round and round. Would people be patient if I needed them to wait or if I asked where we were going as I had never been where we were going to run. I didn’t yet have a running watch with a map or anything. I seriously doubted my ability, wondering if my “pace” would hold the other real runners up. I’d never been on group run like that before (there were over 12 people and I only knew one). It was a self-supported 50k and RTD’s of your choice were clearly a great way to rehydrate at every other of the 9 volcanoes we summited that day around Auckland in the beautiful summer heat! I recall feeling overly nervous. I love dress up parties and that was enough for me to want to go, but I had NEVER combined it with a run. Come in a costume and bring drinks (alcoholic ones, that is). To me all runs were considered fun, but this run had instructions. I had mainly been a road runner,happily getting in a 1/2 marathon a year for the past 5 years or so. Today was definitely my greatest run ever.Ībout 6.5 months ago I was invited to join a friend on a fun run. I can save chasing possums for another day. I’m still on my best behaviour all the way back, because I want to be allowed out again. We go a different way with a stream, I like swimming but it’s a bit cold today. Aunty Elly and Katie head off a different way. We are off again, my mum calls me coz she’s getting cold. It tastes so good! My new friend turns up and we run around and around together bouncing and eating snow. The wind is blowing much harder and there’s a lot more soft white stuff. I sniff and play a little bit, but I need to keep up with my humans. We catch up to it coz mum and Aunty Elly and Katie are going fast. I’m curious and a bit shy, but it sounds friendly. I follow her through the bushes up the side of the frozen stream.Īnother dog barks in front of me. I can’t get a grip! “It’s icy!” calls out Katie. There’s white stuff and then it gets super slippery. Why do my humans keep stopping? Ooh, I smell something, I want to run and investigate, but remember I’m meant to be on my best behaviour. The wind gets blowy, but I’m nice and warm with my fur. Maybe I should go with them? It could be my dad, coz we go biking together sometimes. We go up a hill, down the other side, then up some bike tracks. I come when Aunty Elly calls coz she has treats in her pocket. I head off down a track that looks interesting, but we are going a different way. I have no idea where we’re going, but I don’t care - I’m going. Freedom!! I zoom around on the big grassy area near Squirrel Lake. I drag Aunty Elly down the hill in front of mum and Katie, and pretty soon she lets me off the lead. YUS!! I decide to be on my best behaviour - I’d better not disappear off and bail possums up trees today. “Ok, but you’re responsible for her”, says mum. “Do you want to go for a run with us or a bike ride with dad?” asks my mum. OMG they’re all putting their shoes on!! Am I going too? Inspirational, funny, sad, delightful, everyday stories of running. It doesn’t have to be a race or a mountain summit - it might just be a run around the block - but it’s a run that sung to you for some reason. ![]() Not recommended for children.Greatest Run Ever is one of the most popular parts of the show, the bit where we ask you to write in to us and tell us your Greatest Run Ever. The cliffs do not have the best footing and can be slippery or crumble. Use extreme caution as there is an extemely steep gorge below the falls. The falls lie about 500 feet from the parking area. Park here and walk directly down the embankment from the road due south. A few hundred feet after is a pullout on your left lined with boulders. At about 6.5 miles watch for signage to Lake of the Woods. Turn left toward Jackson Meadows on Road 07. To get there, take Hwy 89 north of Truckee to Little Truckee Summit. By mid to late summer, the water can trickle down to just a fine spray. From approximately March to June, the falls can be quite spectacular, plunging into the canyon with exceptional force. The falls themselves drop in several cascades with the largest cascade at the bottom level falling about 50 feet. The water for Webber Falls comes out of Webber Lake which is privately operated and not open to public access. It is located in Sierra County, between the towns of Truckee and Sierraville off of Hwy 89. Webber Falls plunges 76 feet into a deep gorge carved out of basaltic bedrock. ![]()
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