THE HILLS of the KETTLE MORAINE are NO JOKE by Nick Arndt

Heading into the famed Midwest trail ultra marathon, the Ice Age Trail 50-miler, in southern Wisconsin, I was confident, yet very curious. Ice Age seemed systematically beyond the style of some ultra races that are created simply for the sake of drudgery. Those types of events don’t inspire me at all, really. I prefer aContinue reading “THE HILLS of the KETTLE MORAINE are NO JOKE by Nick Arndt”

ON the CORNER of FLYNN by Nick Arndt

To the casual, everyday folk who make the scitter-scattering drive from northern Indiana to southwest Michigan, the mundane experience probably doesn’t spark any particular euphoria worth noting. The ever-changing, zig-zaggedness of the primarily backcountry roads is probably the reason most of these folk possess selective amnesia, rather than jubilation, when describing the drive. I’m alsoContinue reading “ON the CORNER of FLYNN by Nick Arndt”