A race with no end. Yes, that's right. That's what is the whole identity of Big Dog's Backyard Ultra or Big's Backyard Ultra held every year at Gary Cantrell or Lazarus Lake's backyard. In his home at Bell Buckle, Tennessee. The rules are simple. There is 4.16667 mile loop in Laz's backyard that all competitors [...]
Middle Cove Beach. Newfoundland. When last time I was here, I was sleeping under an overcast sky during Big Birthday Bash at break of dawn. I was destroyed, sleep deprived for the previous two nights, in tears, exhausted, and throwing up. But, right now I am smiling recalling those memories. For the past two hours, [...]
Running an ultramarathon is pointless, and ultrarunning is fatuity. 99% of your time you spend alone, away from family and friends, alienated on long lonely dark hours, castigating your body to extreme limits of pain, then transcend over crazy terrain and weather conditions to earn that 1% of the time where you are either not [...]
I was just 12-year-old when I was watching a BBC documentary on Iditarod - The Last Great Race on the planet. A 1000 mile long dogsled race in dead of winter in Alaska from Anchorage to Nome in far West. It was then, I dreamed of racing that trail one day. But, I lived in New [...]
After running in frozen lands of Winnipeg in winter, I spent my first Canadian summer in Ontario's Algonquin Provincial Park. It's an immensely special place, and so was the three-month-long journey. While I'll share the journey in series of posts in coming weeks, visualize through the words of Robert Kroetsch (1975) as he describes a beautiful [...]
I moved to Pune as a 25-year-old in July 2013. Being born and brought up in Delhi, Pune was the first city outside of Delhi I was going to call home for next two years. So, when I landed, I was nervous, scared, excited, and wanted to socialize. Talk to almost everyone I'd meet, even [...]
The Northern Transcendence Celebrating 375 years of Montreal In the beautiful town of Yamaska, hundred kilometres from Montreal towards Quebec, it's raining sheets outside for past three days when I step in this café, order a regular Poutine and request to deliver on the table as I hide myself in the deepest corner. I do [...]
