OK, 2012 Cajun Cids, here they are, and in a form that’s bound to make you cringe. Since we don’t package/promote ourselves as a “race” in the traditional sense, presentation of results stays congruent with the attitude of everyone works to find the finish, some just work longer to make that happen. So, some thoughts to precede your read of the tables. The asterixed (not to be confused with Asterix himself) entries reflect those who found the whole distance for that event. The astute among you will eventually learn that the fastest in each group appear down the list of numbers; you can work up from the bottom asterix to determine “winners”… Personally, those who got their money’s worth arguably left as more pronounced winners. The numbers? In minutes, to put some “size” to the read… For those among you of the highly competitive and “gosh, I just have to look like I fit in with the Western States crowd” orientation, should you sometime after this want to convince another RD that Cajun was a worthy qualifier for them letting you into their event, I’ll glad reinterpret for their/your benefit. (DO note, however, that W$ does NOT recognize Cajun as a qualifier for their snobbish race. Gee, am I being impolitic? Voice your opinions elsewhere, if so motivated…) Anywho, thanks to all for joining in and contributing to the fun. Fun, in the context of challenging miles, is what the Coyote experience intends to provide those willing to suffer both… See y’all next year, first Saturday of December!! ow-WOOOO!!
|Avalanche ver Hoef||956|
|Sir Prize De Ronde||835*|
|Dr Marvel Sanford||829*|
|Mr Nimble Fomby||261|
|The Elephant Lloyd||373*|
|Asterix De Regt||186*|
(Below are the 2011 results, and below those, you’ll also find those from 2010, jist fer grinz)
Despite a full year of universe-wide hype preceding this year’s Coyote weekend at Chicot, the favored other-planetary leaders weenied out once they saw our local field. Though he wasn’t advertising his intent, apparently Buford returned with an agenda. Not only did he establish the inaugural record for the 100M (his first ultra career win), his first 20M lap time (2:36) serves as that record as well. And GatorGlitter, in her first attempt at 100 miles, led the women’s field, too. Those obvious performances don’t overshadow either the other finishers’ first attempt highlights or the thrills of five adventurous loops in an armadillo-rich forested bayou. Each pair of feet has its own stories to tell, and rather than assume I can summarize effectively for them all, y’all can just hunt the web for stories from those players. That said, I will recognize that much credit for this year’s experience must be directed to those wunnerful volunteers who sacrificed their weekend for runners focused on individual challenges, and the symbiosis of runners’ appreciation for the volunteers’ efforts on their behalf. When Cajun appears in December 2012, we’ll be lucky to repeat such symmetry.
The results below include not just the official finish times, but also those longer distance DNF’ers shorter official distances. E.g., although hi Pocket and her crew had sugar plum visions of 100K, and did get two loops in, they at least get recognition for getting in the one loop they officially paid for. Too, none of these inserted unofficial times displaced official win-place-show times. Finally, where a particular runner deserved the bump – at Two Moon we call ‘em Bonus Minutes – such adjustment slipped into the official time (thanks, Gumbi, for that fine brew on Friday night…). 72 Cajun Coyotes started and found some dirt…
…and now last year’s…
Cajun Coyote 2010 World Championship Trail Run Results
Unfortunately, neither 100K winner set world records, so neither departed with keys to the metallic cherry Sport Rally Peugeot or steel gray Royal Duchess Citreon Motorcoach, but Buford and Full Throttle showed their mettle on this grueling, elevation-rich, 3 foot deep snowdrift-packed loop around the scenic lake at Chicot State Park.
The 5 inch long mosquitoes only proved pesky when the runners stood idle, so the chitlins and crawfish balls and gumbo didn’t disappear as quickly as the paid volunteer staff tried to push consumption. Somehow, though, the bean dip at the East Landing showed noticeable signs of noshing, despite Camp Peckerwood’s sponsor contribution to the fare.
(Bold reflects Division Winners)
|Bad Boy’s Daddy||Vrolijk||10:02||100K|
|Pork Chop Express||Delaune||12:25||100K|
|the old one||Hopton||8:56||40M|