Capon Valley Run

The weekend after the Race for Hope, we participated in another charity run. Considering that it was a 50k, through the woods, up and down mountain and stream, for this one we volunteered.



136 runners starting the race, almost all finished.



We helped man an aid station 19 miles into the course, set up where the running trail crosses the road. The runners were remarkable athletes. The first two showed up at our aid station 2 hours and 20 minutes after starting. Both passed us by without stopping, just waved and said a few cheerful words as they passed. The lead runner was the fittest person I have ever seen. He had hardly broken a sweat, was breathing normally, and basically looked like he was just jogging around the neighborhood.

Fire

Now it is a real camp.

Race for Hope

Lizz and I did the Race for Hope last weekend to benefit brain cancer research. We went as part of the Revolution Health team. This cause is a big one for Revolution, as the founder Steve Case lost his brother to brain cancer. According to interviews with Case, that experience influenced him to get involved in reforming health care and starting Revolution Health.



Steve ran the race too. He ran up and jumped into the picture just as we were taking it, jumped right in front of me. Steve is the guy to the left of the sign, wearing a light blue shirt and no hat. I am the face right behind his. Lizz is the face hanging just over his left shoulder. (This picture is shrunken - click it to get the full picture). Readers from the dot com era will remember Steve as the guy who built AOL, and bought Time Warner just before it all crashed.

Hiking Camp May

The first night in Camp May was quite nice. Since we are in a valley, they are no sunsets nor sunrises. Instead, after the sun goes down behind Baker Mountain to our west, to our east North Mountain turns purple, just like the song ...above the fruited plain...



The next morning, we went on a first hike around the land. The community in which we live is crossed by a number of primitive trails, and there is an understanding that all the residents are free to hike throughout the 240 acres. We wandered about the top of our ridge and eventually found this rather obvious trail, pictured here.



This trail winds its way down the less steep side of the ridge to this stream. The water in the stream is perfectly clear, and the bottom is lined with long plates of blue slate.



We could hear a waterfall running, and worked our way up the stream a bit, thinking we might actually own a waterfall. This is the magnificent cascade we found making all the noise. Another picture shows you a dog for sense of scale.



Sammy, our dog, is a Tibetan Terrier. These dogs have been bred for a couple thousand years as companion animals. Specifically, they were intended as companions to travelers crossing the Tibetan plateau and Himalayas. Just as a herding dog loves to herd, it seems to be in his nature to hike. He always seems to be happy to go along and do whatever with us, but hiking really appears to love hiking around. He also finds it necessary to jump into any significant pool of water he can find, and this water is cold.



Working further up the ridge, in a tributary ravine to this stream, I did come upon this more promising set of falls. The steps pictured here drop about twenty feet. It was just a trickle this day; I think they need a good rain to really go, and the weather had been dry the preceding week.



We worked away back down the stream to the main stream that runs down to the Cacapon River. The steep slope runs up to where we are camped, but it is far too steep just to walk up. We ended up making a big circuit around our ridge, and coming back to Camp May along the community road.



Finally, here are some more nice shots we took along the hike back to camp.

Making Camp May

After four weeks of cold, rain, and even snow, we had our first decent weekend. Lizz and I took advantage of the nice weather to head up to West Virginia and set up camp. We have decided to call our place Camp May. The name comes from Lizz's middle name, but mainly just sounds nice.

We headed up as a two vehicle caravan: our vintage Toyota camper that we would leave for the summer and our new four wheel drive loaded with equipment. The old camper made it through the mountains just fine; the only real obstacle was the big hump to get from the private road onto our lot.



Here is a view of the hump looking from the road into the lot. There was a gravel pile on top that we smoothed out by hand, and some logs that we moved, but it was still pretty daunting. I do plan to rent some sort of land moving equipment to grade this entrance, but we were impatient to get started. I drove the camper up and over first. This maneuver involved gathering some courage, gunning the engine, and not stopping until it crested. This all happened too fast to get a picture. Which is a shame, since this was the first time I ever Lizz say, "I wish I owned a video camera."



The four wheel drive negotiated the entrance without breaking a sweat. It made me confident enough to stop and pose for a picture. Here are some more snapshots Lizz took as I crested the hump and navigated the logging trail that runs along the ridge. I posted them to preempt the inevitable comments about our buying an obnoxious 5500lb SUV. At least I do fill it with stuff and drive it off road.





The logging trail already on the land makes for a decent camp road. We only had to move some logs and branches out of the way to make it back to the end of the ridge where we wanted to camp, about 400 feet from the road.



Lizz thought this picture would look impressive. These logs were cut a few years ago and are quite dry, so they only weigh 10% of what they look like. That is Lizz's foot in the shot. She lounges as I labor.





Here is our new weekend home. We will leave the camper here until fall.



This generator is quite the nice piece of kit. It has a quiet four cycle engine, an insulated case, and an automatic throttle, which makes for a very quiet system. It proved very useful on its first weekend. We woke up Sunday morning to sub 40 degree temperatures, and it allowed us to run our electric heater and warm up the little camper. By noon, the temperature shot up to over 80 degrees. It is too early for any leaves on the trees, which made for a hot afternoon. The little generator easily ran our camper's air conditioner and cooled us down after a long hike in the woods.



My last accomplishment of the first day was hanging our hammocks. A matched set means no fighting over this prime lounging spot.

Tour of the WV Compound

For the last weekend in March, we had some nice weather. Lizz and I and my parents took a day trip that Sunday to tour our West Virginia land for the first time since buying it. We got the land with the long term intention of building a weekend house but for the next few years we plan to use it for camping.


This is the view from the spot where we plan to build. It is also where we will probably park our camper van. Our lot is on a long ridge, and this the very end before a steep 200' drop off. The green ridge in the distance is North Mountain, which is the ridge that forms the west wall of the Shenandoah Valley.


This is looking back the other direction to the lot itself. Before the land was put up for sale, the entire development was opened up for logging. This meant a free 3 mile road to access these lots. Surprisingly, the loggers did not take many trees, and the lot is still well forested. As you can see there it a lot of detritus laying around that I will have to clean up. At least that means I get to buy a real chain saw. On this trip, we also figured out that the loggers beat a truck wide path from the private road back to our planned building site. This should give us adequate access for SUV, truck, and motorbike, and we can avoid paving a driveway for a while.


Here we are down at the river. There is a nice picnic area with a fire pit, and a good place to put a canoe in the river.


Lizz is enjoying the great weather and the lovely Cacapon River.


Here is when the dogs first discovered the river.


As usual, Sammy just waded in to cool off a bit. This was Benny's first time around water. He plunged in and swam around for real.


Sammy is breaking in to a nice run up the bank. Benny is still enjoying his swim.


And one more look at that view. I will post more pictures when we get our camp set up.

Wheel Puller

I needed to get new tires for my Ford pickup truck. I researched my options, and came up with a good set, some BF Goodrich all terrains, which are severe snow rated. Several hours after dropping off the truck at my local tire shop, I got a call from an exasperated mechanic. One of the wheels had seized to the hub. This wheel had been missing its hub cap for while, and had rusted on. Who knew hub caps had a purpose?

The shop had spent hours trying to remove the wheel to no avail. They soaked it in rust remover and suggested I take it home and give it some time to loosen up. Otherwise, they would have to take a torch to the wheel, likely destroying the wheel, and definitely requiring a rebuild of the bearings and brakes in that corner of the truck.

I spent the weekend trying various chemicals and mechanical approaches, with no luck. I researched the problem on the internet and did find a device for pulling seized wheels. Unfortunately, it cost $1400 and was sized for bus wheels. I then started designing a smaller scale puller that I could build my self with cheap, easily sourced materials.

My design closely modeled the commercial model. I needed a hollow cap to fit over the hub which would push against the hub and, ultimately, against the truck. I need an arm, chained to the wheel itself, that would pull the wheel away from the truck. Finally, I would need some way of moving the cap and arm apart, thus pulling the wheel off the truck. The patent application for the commercial puller upon which I based mine has some useful diagrams of the concept.

Here are the construction details for my wheel puller:

I constructed the puller out of a couple of lengths of angle steel, and one length of flat plate steel. These had the advantage of being cheap and available from the local home center.


Thanks to my dad, I have a drill press in my shop for making precise holes in the pieces. For this project, I had to drill holes as large as 3/4" to accommodate the long bolts at the heart of this machine.


Here is the cap that slips over the hub. It is constructed of four short lengths of angle steel, strapped together with four strips of flat steel.


I cut all this steel using my reciprocating saw fitted with the nicest metal cutting blade I could find. This worked great! Cut through this steel like butta.


Instead of a single large shaft to separate the cap from the arm, I decided on four parallel shafts which could be reasonably tightened with hand tools. In order to get rods thick enough and long enough, I bought a single 36" by 3/4" threaded steel rod. I cut this in to four equal lengths.


Here is the complete cap, on which I have mounted the four threaded rods.


The complete puller mounted to the wheel. Note that the arm is moved away from the cap by tightening the bolts on each rod. The arm is attached to the wheel with high strength chains.


After a bit of tightening, you could feel the tension in the air :-) After a while, there was a satisfying POP!, followed by cheering from Lizz. After a week of construction noise in the basement each night after work, the wheel was off on Saturday morning and had new tires that afternoon.