On 07 19 92, I
went to Stovepipe Wells Village at sea level in Death Valley. This is at the
41 mile mark of the course and was where Richard Benyo was getting a
farewell party before attempting the "Death Valley 300" which was
to start
at Badwater at 0700 on 07 20 92. There was a crew meeting and the strategy
of the event was covered in the 120 degree heat of the day. We had a great
pasta feed. The film crew was also present and interviewed Marshall Ulrich
and me prior to our event which was to start on 07 22 92 at 1800.
In the next two
days I got my gear together. My cobbler, Rod Ayers, rigged me with some
cleats to wear on my shoes to insulate my feet from the hot pavement and
sand and also to protect my Morton's neuroma. Bev Kritz, of La Florista,
supplied some fake palm trees to be part of my traveling oasis. Dwight Van
de Walker, my mortician and funeral director, arranged for me to purchase a
casket (body removal tank) which I kept 3/4 filled with water for cooling
off during the run. I picked up 20 cases of Crystal Geyser Alpine Spring
Water donated by the C.G. Roxanne Bottling Company in Olancha, California,
to be distributed to the participants. I also arranged for "Special
Event"
signs to be stationed on the highway by Caltrans, notifying traffic that
runners would be on the road. Then I got the U Haul truck from Don's Texaco.
This would hold all of my paraphernalia during the next week.
On 07 22 92,
race day morning, my crew and pacers had assembled. Denise, my wife, of
course, was already present. Her daughter, Angie Nealy, and her friend,
Bruce Pottenger, arrived from Bishop, California. Race walker, Dave Thorpe,
and his friend, Charlie Stalnaker, from Newport Beach, California, drove up
in a Mercedes. There was a final inspection of the U Haul truck and we were
off for Death Valley. On the way we came upon Richard Benyo along Owen's
Lake at about the 110 mile mark on his way to Whitney. An inquiry was made
regarding the loss of brain cells and we wished him a successful journey.
Others were there to have him autograph his book "Death Valley
300". I also
brought along copies of his book and sold 11 of them on the course. There
were refreshments served at a meeting place at Furnace Creek Ranch from 1400
to 1500. The runners and crews and pacers began to assemble. We got our race
packets with bibs, Hi Tec hat, water bottle and the Hi Tec shirt for 1992.
Extras were available and more could be ordered. We will also be able to get
Hi Tec products at the employee discount! Everyone was introduced. This year
there were six repeaters from 1991 and three from 1990! In the future, it
may be hard to get into this event since Hi Tec wants to keep the number of
entrants relatively low.
Then we drove 17
miles south to Badwater. Our group picture was taken. We then toed the line;
however, I used the chair reserved for the Mayor. Eventually, I rose from
the chair, adjusted my safari hat, shook the wrinkles out of my Cool Max
pajamas, and issued "high fives" to the well wishers and then
strided out at
my 15 minute per mile pace. I literally walked the whole way but did trot
once for a few hundred yards for the Geographic film crew while going down
the west side of Towne's Pass. I also "sprinted" the last few
yards when I
arrived at the Portals. Marshall Ulrich started out doing 8 minute miles and
at about 80 miles almost caught the bicyclist from Minnesota who was
pedaling the course for the second year in a row. Jack Christian, from
Oklahoma, was sick before the start and dropped out after 17 miles; he
finished in '90 and '91. Steve Kerr, from the United Kingdom, became sick at
17 miles, but he and returnee, Jack Denness, also from U.K., re entered the
race and finished before the 60 hour cut off at the Portals. Steve paced and
crewed for Jack the year before. Harry Deupree, from Oklahoma, who never
gets blisters, did get blisters early and managed to walk the rest of the
way with his pacer, Jim Hargroves; Jim took pictures for the first few miles
and then did 99% of the race on foot with Harry! (He deserves a finisher's
buckle; however, he wasn't an official entrant). I had the pleasure of
traveling from Stovepipe Wells at 41 miles up hill 5,000 ft. to the top of
Towne's Pass with Bob Givens, one of the three Texans. He wanted to trade
crews with me, since, at that time; I had my wife and her daughter with me.
He liked the way they sprayed him down! On the second day at 1500 I was on
the east side of Panamint Valley at the 2,000 ft. sign and got bussed to a
reserved room at Panamint Springs Resort. I was there for 4 hours and had a
solid sleep for 2 1/2 hours. I avoided the hottest part of the day and a lot
of glare while trekking westward by taking this time out; same as last year.
Robin Smit, ophthalmologist from Fresno, California, slept for several hours
at a time in his RV; he was planning to do the out and back! We exchanged
positions a few times. John Shehadey, also from Fresno, and Keith Pippin,
from Arizona, made rest stops at Panamint Springs Resort. Keith had paced
Marshall Ulrich the previous two years and knew the course well and had a
good strategy. The night got surprisingly cold between Padre Crowley Point
(80 miles) and the 138 190 Highway Junction (104 Miles) requiring extra
clothing. I wore my reflective vest at night and had a red strobe light
flashing on my hat. The crew could spot me from a mile away! Along Owen's
Lake I could see that I was gaining on two runners/walkers. After about 15
miles I came upon Randy Spears, another Texan, and Jürgen Ankenbrand, a
German now living in Southern California. He participated in the 1990 event
and this is when I first met him as I was an interested observer that year.
We have been in quite a few events together and have become good friends. I
influenced him to do the Mt. Everest Marathon and now he wants to do
Kilimanjaro. Further along, I met Richard Benyo, who was returning from Mt.
Whitney and was at about the 182 mile mark of the 300 mile course (he
eventually finished in 157:50 breaking his old record of 170:58); I was at
110 miles. We again commented on brain cell deterioration and had a dialogue
for the Explorer film crew. Next, I did Immersion II for them. My crew
prepared my casket under the palm trees in the U Haul truck. I did an
immersion getting my Cool Max suit completely drenched. I remarked that if I
couldn't make it out, just keep me in the body removal container and get me
to the nearest crematorium. Then, have my ashes spread out along the course
from Badwater to Mt. Whitney, perhaps in next year's race. Within one more
mile I was barely damp and in another 1/2 mile I was completely dry again! I
got to Lone Pine (122 miles) and the Chamber of Commerce had arranged a
reception for me at the main intersection. I quickly finished my hamburger
and milk shake and attached some colorful balloons to my safari hat. I then
ran the gauntlet! What a thrill to have that support! It gave me a real
boost. I then headed up the Portal Road using my Kilimanjaro technique for
13 miles. I asked the crew and pacers at this time to finally be quiet
because I felt I was reaching the irritable stage that ultra runners talk
about. For a while, I thought I could catch Keith Pippin, but I didn't. I
did extend my lead on Randy and Jürgen. By this time, Marshall Ulrich, who
was doing the course for the third time, set a course record to the Portals
by 16 minutes. He and his pacers, Pete Munding and Willette Senter, were
delivering pizza to me when I was near the end. Mike Sandlin, the third
Texan, was the third finisher at the Portals, Bob Givens was fourth, Keith
Pippin was fifth and Robin Smit was sixth. The film crew was at the finish
tape as were my gang and other curious observers. I was a little more than
an hour slower this year in 51:04, but my finish position was better. It
wasn't quite as hot this year. The tail wind was greater, however, for the
first 40 miles and I think that that is when some of the others got into
trouble with dehydration and blisters, thereby slowing them up.