Jason here.
For some reason I decided to go back to the affectionately named Hell Hole Swamp for the winter edition. Amazingly I managed to talk Garrett and Heather Wood into running with me again. The summer race was… interesting with all the frogs, bugs, heat, and snakes. This time though we wouldn't be starting at dusk, so we had that going for us.
It did rain all day though. I ditched my 250 dollar high end rain gear for a gas station disposable poncho and it worked like a champ.
The Frozen H3 was 6 laps with a 30 hour cut off. 5 or so miles of this race was through a swamp. 3 or 4 miles was through something I call “The Green Mile” literally a straightway through the pine forest that you goes straight as far as the eye can see. The race director accommodated our request for a Friday start, but that came with the drawback that there wouldnt be minimal support- ie no aid stations. Most races have aid stations 5-8 miles apart. Our aid station was our cars.
Fine with me, I had my Jetboil and soup, which was amazing.
Poor Garrett though. He struggled with… GI tract issues… a lot. He had to make pit stops every 20 minutes or so. Heather and I waited and chatted while Big G did his thing. It was literally 20 stops and at that rate, we ran a serious risk of missing cut offs. Garrett felt bad for his GI issues and that he might cause us to miss cut offs. Heather felt bad for Garrett. I felt bad for talking them into the race. At the end of lap 4, Garrett and Heather stayed in the car to talk things over while I went on. I figured I wouldnt see them on the course again.
5 miles later Garrett came barreling up (he is WAY faster than I am and caught up to me). He found some meds and decided to give it a go. Heather tapped and stayed in the car to get some sleep. She joined us on lap 6 and helped bring us home.
Garrett is one tough hombre.
We finished with about 30 minutes left to spare.