Jackson’s summer of 2024

Summer of 24’ Meet the Minotaur Skyrace, Borah peak Speed Record, Bitterroot Grand Traverse (High Five).


Over the years, I have developed a skill set that allows me to move effectively over challenging, and sometimes unknown terrain. No year reflected that ability better than 2024. To highlight this, I want to focus on three different examples where these skills came into play, (1) Meet the Minotaur Skyrace where I took close 2nd place, (2) my Borah Peak onsite Speed Record, and (3) an onsite of the Bitterroot Grand Traverse where I completed the route in 7 hours and 27 minutes. 

First the Minotaur; this is an extremely demanding Skyrace that is known for its steep descents and climbs, ridgeline running and even some scrambling. This race started my career as a Skyrunner, and helped prepare me for racing in Europe where Skyrunning originated. Specific training for this race began in late May, when I headed down to train in the remote town of Silverton, CO, situated in the heart of the San Juan Mountains of Southern Colorado. I was camping at 10,500ft off of Molas Pass, and for several weeks I explored the San Juans, where I got rained on, snowed on, and generally froze my butt off in the early season of the Colorado high country. This trip served multiple purposes, mainly to get fit, but to also reintroduce myself to running in the big Mountains. In a given week I would train around 18-20 hours, and if I had to guess, 75-80% of those hours were off trail, bushwhacking and scree hopping. This made training slow and unsexy, but the end result was my best performance at Meet the Minotaur, running a 10 minute PR on that course and finishing 2 minutes behind 2x Olympian in Nordic Skiing, Scott Patterson. The training I implemented in Colorado helped prepare me for the challenging and technical terrain that runners face when lining up for the Minotaur Skyrace, and even though I had spent little time above zone 2 (5 zone scale), the strength I built over those few weeks, and the years of training under my belt led to a successful race, and the foundation to continue training and building into the rest of the season.

A few weeks later, I wrapped up camping in CO and headed back to Missoula, but not before stopping along the way to climb some classics. I headed North, and stopped in the Tetons to climb the Grand, a remarkable experience always! I then headed to the Lost River Range in Idaho, where I had set my sights on attempting the Speed Record on Idaho's tallest Summit, Mount Borah. The previous record had stood for years, and I wanted to test myself on a route that I had heard so much about. Borah is a steep and technical Mountain, one that requires a lot of fitness and a bit of recklessness on the descent. There is some 3rd/4th class scrambling on “Chicken Out Ridge” which I knew I was prepared for, both mentally and physically. I was well acclimated after spending the last 2 months above 10,000ft while training in Leadville, CO, and my desire to push hard in the mountains was at a high for the season. Although I had never seen the mountain up close, I knew I had the ability to piece it together as I went, and ultimately broke the previous record by 10 minutes. 

I woke up the morning of the attempt after a restless night of sleep, caused by a mouse that had been running around my truck all night long. Regardless, I woke up excited and downed a few cups of coffee before driving over to the trailhead. It was warm at 9am when I got to the trailhead of Borah, but I knew that once I got up above the treeline things would be cool enough to justify my relatively late start. I briefly warmed up, no more than 10 minutes and felt eager to go. I set off at a reasonable clip, hitting the first mile within a few seconds of Cody Lind’s time from 2022 and maintained a steady jog up until 11,000ft, where the technical sections slowed my progress and demanded more thoughtful movement. After reaching the final 1000ft, I had a quick glance at my watch, and to my surprise I was well ahead of pace to break the record. After reaching the summit, I immediately turned around, and let the fun begin. Descending the entire mountain with all my remaining energy.

The Last piece of the puzzle for the summer, a challenging route in the Bitterroot range of SouthWest Montana, the Bitterroot Grand Traverse, also known as the High Five. It climbs 5 prominent peaks, 4 of which require tricky 4th and 5th class route finding that can lead to frustrating dead ends, and a very healthy amount of Montana's finest bushwacking. By the numbers this route doesn’t sound too arduous, ~17-18 miles and 9,000ft of climbing, but the real challenge is in sticking to the best lines . The entrance and the exit require a lot of dense shwacking, and without previous knowledge can lead to frustrating cliff outs, dense willows and river beds that seem impossible to cross. The route also stays above treeline during all five summits, meaning there is no water and no shade until descending back down into the basin. At this point in the summer, after many successful long outings in the mountains, and plenty of time spent solo, I felt ready for almost anything this route could throw at me. But most importantly, I was seeking the adventure of the route. After 7 hours and 30 minutes, I arrived back at my car, beaten and bruised, but extremely satisfied. 

While these three things happened within 6 weeks of one another, the time and effort to successfully complete them in the style that I did took over 5 years of focused and intentional training. To compete at a high level and to have the confidence to “go for it” in unknown terrain is a challenge, but one that can be built up over time. Which includes time spent outside, time spent sitting and observing is never time wasted, because it allows you to connect with nature in a deeper and more impactful way. To move fast through the mountains is a privilege, and takes years of hard work, but at the end of the day, the joy comes from just being there amongst the mountains, seeing valleys and rivers blend together in blissful harmony. To truly enjoy the natural world is as important to performance as training hard.

A man hiking through a mountainous landscape with grass in the foreground, clouds, and mountains in the background.

David’s Wurl FKT

A person jumping over rocks on green grass in a mountainous landscape with snow patches on the ground and large rocky peaks in the background.
A person climbing a steep rocky mountain face with snow patches, surrounded by rugged mountain terrain under clear sky.

The WURL is a classic line that encompasses the entire ridge above Little Cottonwood Canyon in Utah. With 36 miles and over 20k feet of climbing plus significant stretches of 4th and 5th class terrain, the route is a notorious challenge. In October of 2024, with the help of some close and incredibly strong friends, I was able to lower Jason Dorais’ 4-year old FKT by 33 minutes to a time of 14:07. It was my best-ever day in the mountains. 

I set off at 6am on the dot from the Ferguson Canyon Trailhead with my friend Jack Levitt who would lead the way for the morning. My head was clear. It had been another long season of chasing my fix in the mountains.

In 2024, I had gone from Asheville where I was living in the winter and spring to New England; I had run a bunch in the White Mountains; driven across Canada to check out the Rockies and race the Minotaur; revisited my favorite trails in Idaho; come down to Utah to race Speedgoat and check out the Wasatch with my friends down there; flew to Italy to camp under the Kima course for nearly a month; then pitched my tent in Montana for a couple of weeks and raced the Rut; and finally headed back to UT to prepare for the WURL. I spent a hundred nights in the tent in both 2023 and 2024, but what was different in 2024 was the frequency of days spent out in the mountains with friends, always highly enjoyable and oftentimes pretty profound. 

I had linked up with Mike Wirth up in Canada for some unbelievable outings, scrambling and running. Nick Waggoner for a loop in Nelson. Nick, Alex, and Jakub in the Sawtooths. I stayed with Jack Levitt and Blaine Benitez in Salt Lake City for a week, the Kings of the Wasatch and consummate Dharma Bums.

I ended up projecting Trofeo Kima with Jack Kuenzle and Anna Demonte for most of August. Zach Garner even showed up for a day to get a taste of the sky running experience.

Back stateside, I had an incredible couple of days scrambling in the Bitteroots with Jackson Cole in mid-September, autumn on full display. It was on that trip that I decided to go after the WURL. I was fit and maximally stoked.

Back to the race report. Jack Levvit and I ran up the Ferguson Canyon trail at a decent clip, switching to a hiking gait after a mile or so. Free real estate in my mind, the WURL is not a trail run.

A glorious sunrise greeted us as we gained the ridge and made our way to Twin Peaks. We summited at around 8:15, right on pace with Jason Dorais whose masterful 2020 record I was racing all day. Griffin Briley was up there with some bottles and much sanguinity. We continued on to the Cottonwood Traverse. The morning was still and we moved fluidly. Jack has all the lines perfected and I could just enjoy. We made quick work of the Monte Cristo crux and really ran down the east side of Superior to Cardiff Pass where Levitt would head down. Beneath the powerline, Jack Kuenzle stuffed some bottles in my belt as I took my bearings to Flagstaff.

I felt unbelievably good, it was ridiculous. I went with it and flew across the horseshoe, gaining 11 minutes on Dorais' time between Cardiff and Catherine's Pass alone. I picked up Joshua Oblad at Twin Lakes Pass and we straight cruised all the way to Hidden Peak.

Another quick bottle swap courtesy of Kuenzle and Anna Demonte at Hidden and I was off. I crushed the Bullion Divide, well the first half anyways. The day finally caught up to me on the White Baldy Ridge. Oof. By then the sun was once again in my face and you can't really avoid the fatigue of nearly 10hrs up on that ridge. But Blaine Benitez was waiting for me below Pfeifferhorn and although my movements became progressively less efficient and I got pretty loopy, my legs were solid and my mind was fully focused on the terrain in front of me.

We didn't run any crazy splits for the Beat Out, but it was so good to spend another spectacular albeit grindy afternoon up in the Wasatch with Blaine. I had a semblance of legs coming down Bell's Canyon and finished pretty strong.

We were greeted by Jason Dorais himself at the finish which was moving and somewhat surreal. Spencer Harkins and most of my crew were there as well.

From Nolan’s 14 in July 2023 to the WURL FKT in October 2024, I had developed some fitness, yes, but also a great deal of experience learning from some of the best in the sport and pushing my limits at a diverse array of difficult objectives and competitive races. I had developed a deeper connection to the mountains and to the athletes who were supporting me. Through that experience, I was able to begin to pin down what sort of factors from the mundane--fueling, tapering, gear choices--to the technical--scrambling technique, comfortability with exposure, pacing--to the deeply personal--mood, headspace, ritual, interpersonal connection, spirituality--that can result in incredible experiences in the mountains. I hope to further develop that understanding and to help other athletes figure out what factors might result in their most memorable days as well.

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A man in athletic clothing hiking on a rocky trail in a mountainous area with peaks and a structure on top in the background.
A man hiking on a rocky mountain trail in a rugged mountainous landscape with distant peaks and a clear blue sky.