Yesterday was a long run and today was a fartlek again.. I've found the stomping grounds of a herd of elk and have run by them several times this week. The first picture is of one of the best roads in the world (an 8 minute drive from my house and at 6200ft altitude). It's an access road for the rail road and winds up in to the mountains for about 6.5 miles then dead ends at a maintenance facility. In 4 runs I've seen 1 truck. Either side of the road is county owned open space, pristine and beautiful, quiet and solitary.. the elk don't seem to mind me sharing their space.