I walked the Ghetto Cat Loop this morning in 30:51. That was faster than expected, particularly considering I stopped for at least a minute, and maybe longer, to help an enormous and apparently deaf and mute man put on a leaf-blower backpack, which was roughly as complex as third-term college geometry. This afternoon I attempted to find the fastest way down the west side of Pinnacle Mountain, and believe I have. There are two keys: first, take the old, shaded trail down to the point where it intersects with the common, yellow trail. Then, take the the yellow trail, and not the new gravel road that connects with the base trail. Those two things saved me a total of about two minutes, so I'm dropping my over-under for the Ouachita Trail 50K to 10:38:46. I climbed to the secondary peak today, which I had never been on, and then to the slightly higher conventional peak. In all, I was on my feet for 1:28:03. No, wait; I sat on a bench for a minute or two. I might have gone two miles, or maybe a little more.
OVERHEARD
"All right you red savages, you want a fight, you've got one!"
—character on Gunsmoke to a group of native Americans and/or white men disguised as native Americans. His comment made Pam's Boy wonder whether anyone at CBS, back in c. 1968, had any misgivings about the character's choice of address, regardless of its accuracy to the era depicted
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