Do you have a trail runner in your life? Or does your significant other need a little help picking out a gift for you? We have you covered with our trail runner gift guide. Win at the holidays with our favorite gear picks.
Merrell Agility Synthesis Flex Trail Running Shoe
Available in both men’s and women’s, this trail shoe performs well on long distance runs, scrambles up mountains, and quick jaunts, and basically everything in between. It is lightweight and protective with an aggressive traction for whatever challenge you find on the trail.
Ultimate Direction Fastpack 15 ($119.95)
This is one of our go-to packs for long days on the trail. The 15L size means you’ll have plenty of space for that puffy jacket and all your run essentials. Even with plenty of capacity, this pack still fits securely with no bounce. The front zipper design is a huge life saver when trying to find something in the pack mid-run!
Ultimate Direction FK Gaiter ($49.95)
Rock and sand in your shoes are both a waste of time and no fun! These gaiters do their job and keep the junk out so you can do your job and enjoy the trail. Major perks to these gaiters include three size options so they fit snugly and replaceable strap.
Black Diamond Distance Carbon Z Trekking Poles ($169.95)
These folding poles are incredibly lightweight and strong. We couldn’t imagine heading up a volcano without them - plus they are a lifesaver on the steep downhills too. We’ve also been known to use these to fend off viscous dogs on the trail. When you aren’t using them, fold them up and throw them on your pack.
BUFF Original Multifunctional Headwear (Starting at $20.00)
You can never have too many Buffs! For both men and women, this multifunctional headwear is a must-have item. Use it to keep your ears warm, keep the sun off your neck (UPF 50 protection), and so much more. With countless colors, patterns, and styles, the possibilities are endless.
Book: Sky Runner: Finding Strength, Happiness, And Balance In Your Running By Emelie Forsberg ($29.99)
This inspiring book by one of the world’s best trail runners, Emelie Forsberg, is honest and rounded.
LIFEPROOF NÜÜD Phone Case ($89.99-$169.99)
You never know when the rain and snow will join you on the trail. This case keeps your phone protected from the water, snow, and dirt, but makes sure you can still capture the photos of every adventure.
Feetures Elite Light Cushion Mini Crew ($17.99)
Every runner would agree, you can never have too many good socks! We love the seamless toe on Feetures, super soft feel, and of course the lifetime guarantee. (Available in men’s and women’s styles)
Squirrel's Nut Butter SNB Stick ($12.95)
Squirrel's Nut Butter is a perfect stocking stuffer! Save the nipples! (And feet, crotch, underarms and more!) No one likes chafing and this anti-chafe salve is all natural with simple ingredients. If we are going to be rubbing something all over our body, it better be ingredients we can pronounce!
2019 Calendar (15,00€)
Stunning photos make this limited edition calendar a daily reminder of adventures near and far. Photos are by Jordi Saragossa, design by Maria Fainé and special collaboration with Pau Capell, François D’Haene, Emelie Forsberg, Rémi Bonnet, Ida Nilsson, Tòfol Castanyer, Luis Alberto Hernando, Mimmi Kotka, Anna Frost, Marco De Gasperi, Philipp Reiter, Laura Orgué and Kilian Jornet.
Trail Run Adventures Trip (Price Varies)
Give the gift of adventure with a 2019 or 2020 guided trip with Trail Run Adventures. Current dates are set for Madeira, Norway, Tour du Mont Blanc, Greece, Kenya, and Japan. Take a runcation and we’ll handle the planning for an epic trip!
By Ashley Vander Meeden
Day 8 – Compared to our last peak hike, Fuya Fuya was a short and sweet 3-mile out and back. Not far from the town of Otavalo, this ancient volcano sits in the midst of three sparkling lakes and páramo grasslands. We started the hike at Mojanda Lake with clouds settled comfortably around the lake and mountain peaks. From the top, we were enveloped in clouds, blocking another spectacular view (we’d been pretty lucky on weather so we couldn’t really complain). As we started the downhill run, the clouds lifted to reveal the familiar combination of volcanoes, grasses, and lakes that never gets old. Hanging up our shoes for the day, we spent the afternoon immersed in the vibrant colors of alpaca-wool sweaters, scarves, textiles, blankets, and more in the Plaza de los Ponchos in Otavalo. We navigated the maze of vendors in the market, haggled politely, and eventually took home our treasures.
Day 9 – We started the day with a quick jaunt to the nearby waterfall Taxopamba. After giving our legs a little love, we jumped on the bus for over 5 hours to the Amazon. When we finally arrived, we immediately started peeling off layers. It was hot! We unloaded the bags, only so they could be loaded back onto giant motorized canoes, to travel from Punta Ahuano to the Anaconda Lodge. We arrived on the island, that is located between the Napo and Arajuno rivers, just in time to watch the sunset before dinner. Usually after dinner we talked about what our plans were for the next day and headed to bed early. This night we snagged our headlamps and long pants to head into the jungle for a night walk. We walked slowly along the path as every two seconds it seemed someone found a giant spider, bullet ant (giant ants with extremely potent stings, the highest level on the Schmidt pain index), or owl butterfly. As we inched along the path, our Kichwa guide, Cesar, disappeared down to the water’s edge. He emerged triumphantly with a baby caiman (small sized crocodilian) in his hands. From the small wood dock, we stood mesmerized as we scanned the water and gold eyes from caiman reflected back at us.
Day 10 – “Forward three” Paddle. Paddle. Paddle. “FORWARD!” On our guide’s command, we furiously paddled straight into a rapid. After over a week of tight lipped showers and bottled water for drinking and tooth brushing, the Rio Jatunyacu water slapped into our grins without mercy. This river, also known as The Upper Rio Napo or “Big Water” in Quichua, the indigenous language, is fed from the Cotopaxi Volcano and is exceptionally clean. We traded the trail for two rafts as we covered 25k on the water. We floated peacefully past vertical walls covered in orchids and the jungle rising all around us. Between tranquil sections of river, our ears were alerted to the alternating sounds of the distant rumble of upcoming rapids and the jarring loud motors of the illegal gold mining suction dredges. Halfway through the day we headed to shore to enjoy a delicious lunch prepared by our guides. Local Kichwa women from the “Shandia” community gathered to sell jewelry, purses, and other beautiful handmade items. We loaded our purchases in to dry bags and headed back to the water. We resumed the pattern of rapid then calm pool, over and over again. As we neared the town of Tena, a light drizzle coated are already soaked bodies. Many of us jumped in the water at this point, as we were already wet. Just as we were ending the day, the sky produced an enormous rainbow to cap off an epic day on the river in the Amazon.
Day 11 – Right after breakfast we headed back out into the jungle on our last day in the Amazon. The canoes took us past an island where capuchin monkeys swung in the trees. We floated silently below in the water as they playfully interacted with each other, completely ignorant of our presence. We continued on to an island with primary and secondary jungle. Veronica translated as our guide Cesar spoke to us about the trees and other plants in the jungle. We looked at trees that were used traditionally for shelter, basket weaving, roofing, and medicinal healing. After showers and lunch, we got on the bus to return to the Andes to the town of Papallacta and the magical resort of Termas Papallacta.
Day 12 – The last day was bittersweet. After short runs during our time in the Amazon, our legs were itching for some miles. Edwin drove the bus to 4300m (roughly 14,000′) in the Cayambe-Coca Ecological Reserve. As we bounced along the typical mountain road in anticipation of our last run of the trip, we were graced with the sight of a spectacled bear charging up and over a ridge in the distance. We stopped the bus and watched in awe. After continuing upward, we again caught sight of the beer as it ran down the other side of the mountain. At the end of the road, we unloaded the bus as the cold wind whipped us into action. The clouds threatened to obstruct the magnificent views of this day’s run, but the sky quickly cleared to reveal views of surrounding mountains, countless lakes at every turn, and the familiar páramo vegetation. We let our legs go as we flew downhill through yellows, greens, and reds. You would think after two weeks of spectacular views that we’d have already seen it all. The nearly 7.5 miles of our last run were just as breathtaking as the first 7 miles of the trip. Post run we headed back to the natural thermal pools to soak our muscles and soak up the last moments of our adventure.
We loaded the bus for the last time and headed back towards Quito. We spent the evening celebrating the trip at one more beautiful hotel, Casa d'Campo Tababela Hotel Boutique. The hotel is loaded from floor to ceiling, wall to wall, with an eclectic mix of art, and collectables. We let loose for one more time together as we sang embarrassing karaoke songs, played foosball and pool, and threw back a few celebratory drinks. We had covered Ecuador from the Andes to the Amazon and back again. Fueled by lots and lots of soup, good company, and our own two feet (well, most of the whole time).
By Ashley Vander Meeden
At just before 10 am in the morning (I am not a morning person) I laced up my Merrell shoes for a quick mile run on day number 310 of my run streak. My husband Zach and I would be traveling all day and there would be no time for a run later in the day. We dropped off the girls, Sierra, age 6, and Isabel, age 3, with my parents in Fort Collins, Colorado. This also involved unloading so much stuff … the bags of clothes, book bags, soccer gear, bikes, and everything else we thought they’d need for watching the girls while we were out of the country. We tried to contain our emotions as we lingered over long hugs with the girls and thought about two weeks without them.
For a seemingly individualistic sport, I’m constantly surprised by the way running brings people together and allows space for conversations (though sometimes between sucking air). From high school cross country sleep overs and team dinners, to long training run conversations with friends, running is more than just act of rapidly moving on foot.
As a working adult, running has become something of a substitute for the past trend of golf course networking (though don’t get me wrong, I personally love to play golf as well). I’ve built deep and meaningful friendships with coworkers turned friends over miles together on the trail and the road.
This two week trip to Ecuador would prove to be no different, connecting the 14 of us (plus our stellar and steady bus driver Edison) over endless views, good conversations, and of course miles of trail running. The Crew: Zach, Anna Frost (Frosty), Ron Braselton (Braz), Alex, Andrew, Joel, Kim, Audrey, Nicole, Ruben, Ásdís, Veronica Rojas Paurell, and Jonas Paurell. The trip was led by Anna and Braz and their guiding company, Trail Run Adventures. In Ecuador, they partnered with Veronica and Jonas from Vagabond Trails.
Day 0 – We bounced from Denver, to Atlanta, to Ecuador, rolling in to Mariscal Sucre International Airport in Quito at nearly 11 pm. As the wheels hit the tarmac, Zach logged country number 23 in his international travels (and number 22 for me). We slowly emerged from customs and scanned the crowd of people for Braz and the “Trail Run Adventures” sign. After a short taxi ride, we were dropped off at the Rukka Lodge, a gorgeous combination of modern lines, vivid textiles, warm exposed wood, and striking gardens.
Day 1 – “Five deep belly breaths” Breathe … Breathe … Breathe … Breathe … Breathe. Good morning. Quito is at 2800m (9,350′) and even our wanderings around the city started the acclimatization process that would be so important to our time in Ecuador. Zach and I, and the other Coloradoans on the trip (Andrew, Kim, and Audrey), figured our mile high home would give us a leg up on the process. No doubt it helped, but I still struggled to breath as we walked hilly cobblestone streets in old town Quito (and that was walking, not running, eek). City Highlights: Plaza Grande, La Compania de Jesus (church completely covered in gold), Basilica del Voto Nacional towers, Calle de la Ronda, and street performers.
Once everyone had arrived throughout the day (and some of us the previous day) we met up for the reason we are all here, to run! We ran 4 miles together along the famous El Chaquiñán path, keenly feeling the lack of oxygen. The path is a popular and safe destination for walkers, runners, and bikers.
Dinner the first night was at one of the hotel’s restaurant, Okeaan Sushi & Seafood, and it set a pattern for the trip that we rarely strayed from – soup, entrée, and dessert! “Buen Provecho!” We dug into food and conversation. The first soup was an unbelievable fish ceviche that was perfectly seasoned with cilantro and lime juice.
Soup rant. Over the trip we would have many soups including: chard soup, celery soup, cevichocho with popcorn (a traditional bean ceviche), quinoa soup, onion soup, veggie pasta soup, and Locro de papa (an Ecuadorian potato and cheese soup with avocado). The majority of lunches and dinners included a soup and it warmed us to the bone and no doubt boosted our daily battle of staying hydrated. Throughout the two weeks, we were served heaping piles of delicious food at every meal.
“Five deep belly breaths” Breathe … Breathe … Breathe … Breathe … Breathe. Good night.
Day 2 – We loaded our bags onto the bus, found spots that we’d quickly become attached to, and started the three-hour bus ride into La Sierra or “the highlands” to the town of Sigchos. Our driver, Edison and our bus would be along with us for the entire two-week journey. We loaded our running vests with our rain jackets, trekking poles, water, and snacks to begin the day’s 7 mile run. As we acclimatized, we breathed in hard for more oxygen and our noses filled with the minty sweet smell of eucalyptus trees and the harsh lingering smell of smoke from black patches of earth. With no rain since August, local farmers had been lighting fires the previous weeks in the highlands to ritualistically call for rain. The rain came and the mountains perked up with checkered green squares of farming all across the landscape. The light rain baptized our first long run as we arrived at the town of Isinlivi and the Llu Llu Llama Hostel. Post run we relaxed in the sauna and hot tub, unwound with yoga and enjoyed local cervezas such as the Red Llama Ale from the Quito brewery, Camino Del Sol. Zach and I drifted off to sleep at an unusually early bed time to the crackling fire in the corner of our room.
Day 3 – Our run today was another point to point from Isinlivi to the town of Chugchilán. The 8 miles of trail took us through the Toachi canyon and along the river. The views continued of the highlands and the spectrum of greens for as far as our eyes could see. Along many of our runs we experienced animals of every shape and color – llamas, dogs, cats, pigs, donkeys, horses, sheep, alpacas, and rabbits. On this day, as we ran down a dirt road with steep walls rising up on our right and our left, a pack of dogs on both sides loomed over us and barked angrily. Scenes of the hyenas in Lion King flashed in my mind. Many animals we experienced during the trip wanted to immediately make their presence known, but quickly faded into the distance, but this particular group of dogs meant business. As we continued on, the dogs ran around to cut off our path and viciously defend a horse that was tied up nearby. We yelled and threw rocks. We brandished sticks and trekking poles turned defense weapons, as the dogs continued to defend their territory and their horse. Thankfully we were able to reroute ourselves to a safe distance from the dogs and connect later with the original trail. Much like the day before, Day 3 ended with a soaking rain as we ran in to town and the Black Sheep Inn.
Day 4 – The beginning of our 8.5 mile run funnels us through a discouraging flow of trash. The contrast of the debris and the mountainous views was startling. In the early morning, we flew through a field of chocho beans. The waist high plants are a species of lupin and bloomed deep purple. One after another we raced downhill. Wet from the early morning our shoes and pants soaked up the moisture and the seeds rattled rhythmically in their pods. After reaching the valley below, we began to march upward along the edge of the mountainside. Slow and steady, breathing heavy we earned the ridge of El Quilotoa Lagoon. We were rewarded with a breathtaking run around the rim looking down to the water filled crater below. The single-track path is framed by glowing golden grasses that lightly slapped at our feet. I couldn’t help but stop over and over again to snap photos as the changing perspective altered with the reflection of ridge and clouds in the vast lagoon. The landscape was dotted by orange highlights of native Chuquiragua flowers. The flower is known as the “national flower of mountain climbers” and “the flower of true love.” It has been used as traditional medicines and the Ecuadorian hillstar hummingbird relies on it heavily for food. We rendezvoused with our bus at the crater and headed to El Cotopaxi National Park.
Day 5 – So far on the trip I’d had the usual tummy issues that a daily popping of Imodium seemed to keep under control. This morning I woke up to a nauseous feeling that nagged at me all morning. Directly outside the enormous window at the foot of our bed was a direct view of Cotopaxi volcano (19,347′), but I spent the majority of the day napping in bed. The mountain was covered with clouds so at least I wasn’t missing much. This day had been a planned rest day with no run on the schedule so it worked out conveniently to not feel amazing. With no headache or other indications of altitude sickness, I chalked up the nausea to something I ate and vowed to be ready for the next day’s big trek. A few other people of our group hung out at the hotel that day, the Tambopaxi Lodge, while the rest of them donned ponchos and helmets and saddled up for a 3-hour horseback ride throughout the national park. They described the ride as surreal, wandering like cowboys in the vast landscape. Around lunch time I forced myself to eat two servings of Clif Shot Blocks. I went back to sleep for a bit and when I woke up I rolled out of bed to do a slow 1 mile run. Day number 315 of my run streak was a success. After my run, I went to the restaurant to force myself to eat a big bowl of celery soup. I knew if I was going to be ready for the next day I needed calories!
Day 6 – All our days at altitude had been building us up for the climb up El Rumiñahui, an extinct volcano at over 15,000′!! We got an early start to the day and took the bus a short drive to the Laguna Limpiopungo. On the drive over, the clouds cleared in front of Cotopaxi and we stopped to snap photos of the second highest summit in Ecuador. We hiked through the páramo ecosystem, as the sea of golden grasses brushed against our legs. The sun beat down on us and Cotopaxi loomed behind us. Since 1738, Cotopaxi has erupted more than 50 times and the landscape is peppered with boulders from past eruptions. The gentle upward slope began to get steeper and steeper. As we neared the center summit, we scrambled over rocks big and small. We all huddled on the tiny summit, our first 15er, surrounded by clouds and 360 degree epic views. We descended the top rocky portion, and then bombed down a stretch of sand. Like kids, we ran bounding downhill with giant strides that landed in soft, deep sand. After dumping out shoefuls of sand, we let loose and ran all the way back to the lake where we started. The run was fast and gorgeous through sweeping grasses, the sun was shining and the view was majestic. After showers and lunch, we jumped on the bus to head The Northern Andes and Casa Mojanda.
Day 7 – After a hefty up and down route the day before, day 7 entailed a loop trail around Laguna Cuicocha, which translates as “guinea pig lake.” This roughly 8-mile run was all about the views! This was my favorite run of the trip. We ran counterclockwise and the huge crater lagoon was always on our left with two islands plopped in the middle. The trail around the rim of this lake was dotted with flowers and we ran rolling hills along the loop. Towering above in the distance were the massive volcanoes of Imbabura and Cayambe. After our run, we enjoyed lunch and tested our adventurous palates with a local Ecuadorian specialty, guinea pig! (Think gamey chicken.) We cooled down from the run as we wandered through Cotacachi, an area famous for leatherwork. We picked up small leather purses for our daughters.
CHECK OUT ECUADOR 2019 - PART 2 TO READ ABOUT THE REST OF THE TRIP.
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