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Friday, January 28, 2022

GORUCK Custom Triple Light - Battle of Guilford Courthouse

My friend Derek worked with GORUCK to put on a custom Triple Light.  It's unique because it's three Lights over the course of a weekend, with each event separated by 2 hours.  It was also special because GORUCK replaced Lights with Basics in 2021, so this was potentially the last chance to ever do a Light again.  The Light is similar to the Basic, except it has 10#/20# weight requirements for people <150#/>=150#, vs 20#/30# requirements that match the Tough weights.  

With a custom event, the organizer gets to choose a theme and can work the a Cadre of his or her choosing (assuming they're available and wanting to join in on the fun) to build the event around that theme.  This was going to be a historical event focused on the Battle of Guildford Courthouse, which took place on March 15, 1781, during the Revolutionary War.  The site of the battle was in Greensboro (named after Nathanael Greene, who led the Patriot forces in the southern theater), NC.  It's only a couple of hours north of me, and Cowpens and Kings Mountain are not far to the south of me.  It's kind of mind-blowing to think about how we live in the middle of historic territory where the fate of our nation was fought for and determined. 

The first event would start at 6pm on Friday, Apr 30.  The second event started at 1am on Saturday.  The third event would start at 8am.  All three events had the same start point - Spencer Love Tennis Center, but the Cadre had different routes and activities planned for each event.  The central location gave us a place to park, take naps in cars, and use the public restroom (when it was open).

Prior to the event, Cadre LDB suggested that we read a giant tome of a book - The Road to Guilford Courthouse by John Buchanan.  Some people bought the $39 book on Amazon.  Others got the audiobook.  I heard that it was quite dry, haha.  Fortunately, LDB gave us a list of key terms and names, so I just researched those prior to the event.

Derek even hired Tim Galloway, an amazing professional photographer, to document our weekend.  He held raffles and sold paracord keychains to help supplement funds for the extras.  He also arranged a cookout for afterwards!  He was pulling out all the stops and really put a lot of effort into organizing it.


FIRST LIGHT

I drove up separately from SB, since I was potentially meeting up with my sister while in the area.  It was also good to have more personal space for living in between events.  I brought an extra weight plate for someone else.  We formed up in a baseball field, where we did a ruck inspection via sprints back and fourth on the field to present different items.  Even though it was early into a long weekend, it felt good to stretch out my legs with some speed.  At the end, we had to pack up rucks quickly... something that I've done once or twice before.  Cadre Barbarossa came along as well, since he and LDB went way back (with B being L's Cadre during Selection!).


We went back out into the parking lot, where we were each issued a piece of lumber, which would be our "musket" for the duration of the event.  We had to keep it with us at all times unless told otherwise.  We also filled up water jugs.  After that, we did a welcome party.  LDB, as a medic, understands the value of a good warmup before a hard effort, which I appreciate.  We did a variety of movements for mobility, slick exercises, and yoga.  


We grabbed our muskets, the drum team weight, the Declaration of Independence team weight, water jugs, and low-carry sandbags, and headed out for our first waypoint as darkness fell.  Low carrying the sandbags and having to have the musket at the ready at all times made the movement more difficult.  I had started off with the musket in my ruck but was told that this was not allowed after some time.  As a result of the low carries and the swaps I was doing with my sandbag partner, I ended up losing my bladder nozzle at one point.  That just reinforces why I prefer to use Nalgenes!  Fortunately, SB is prepared and had a spare that I would've been able to use if I needed it.  The release button for the Source Bladders does have a questionable design, because there's no guard against depressing the button, so I can see why people lose their nozzles often during low crawls.  


A car met us at the first waypoint, which was the entrance of a wooded trail.  SB ended up being the TL, since she had the most events under her belt.  I was glad that her number was bigger, haha.  

We were able to drop some coupons so that we could move fast.  This evolution commemorated how the Patriots raced to and retreated across the Dan River when chased by Cornwallis's army about 10 days after the Battle of Cowpens.  The chase was tough on the Loyalists, who had ditched many supplies in order to move faster, and they suffered as a result.  

On the trail, we hustled, but it was single track, which created bottlenecks at certain points.  Also, you can only move as fast as your slowest member.  We started sharing rucks to help each other along.  To me, the added ruck and the musket was perfect for Bragg Alpha Shooter training, so I was happy as a clam to do the work.  I'm better at jumping in to physically help and physically be present, whereas others are better at coaching and encouraging people who are struggling.


SECOND LIGHT

The second Light started at 1am.  It had gotten cold.  Temps for the first Light had been on the cusp of requiring a windbreaker according to the packing list.  One huge jacked guy named Jack didn't have a jacket.  He borrowed one from a girl at first, and the fit was quite amusing, because he has arms the size of tree trunks.  He ended up finding an alternative later, fortunately.... for him and for the coat.



We did another welcome party and yoga.  This was helpful, as we were recovering from the first Light.  For this event, we went into the National Military Park.  We exercised good noise discipline as we went along the quiet roads.  We stopped at a shelter for a history lesson, a workout, and to pick up a segment of a tree (not a log but a big, thick segment) that about 4 guys at a time carried.  

We also made a stop at a statue of Nathanael Greene.  

We didn't meet our time hack, so we had to do musket overhead holds and PT.  It was rather grueling, but we made it and were patched.  





THIRD LIGHT  

For the third light, we knew we were close.  Daylight had come.  We were sore and tired, but we had hope.  This time, Shannon led us in Yoga, since she's a certified instructor and could add some other moves into the mix.  


We split up into Tories vs Whigs for a relay race.  I was a Whig.  We had to bear crawl out and back, and then take a spoon with a wooden egg out and back.  If you dropped the egg, you had to stop and do 10 pushups before continuing, which ate up time but also made you even more tired when you had to resume.  The physical exertion ramped up your heart rate just before you had to do something requiring a lot of focus and dexterity.  It's a lot like shooter competitions, where you have to do PT right before having to shoot accurately.  I was pretty confident in my abilities, so I volunteered to go twice when the team was down one person and needed to even things out with the other team.  Fortunately, we pulled off the win, thanks to everyone doing their part (and in spite some doing their parts, haha).  At the end, the losers had to do flutter kicks.  


The focus of this event was the battle itself.  While moving, we had to hold our muskets like we were marching for real this time, in formation.  We walked to and stopped at each of the three battle lines that made up the Patriots' strategy, called "Defense-in-Depth".  Once the first line put up their best effort and were about to be overtaken, they moved back to and regrouped with the second line, which fought again until they were forced to move back to the third line, which consisted of the Continental Army, who were the professionals.  The third line was also overwhelmed after a while and retreated, which meant that they lost the battle, but they were able to get away and fight another day.  The British suffered a 25% casualty rate, so although they technically won, they did so at great cost.  They'd eventually move northwards to their doom at Yorktown.  






While we were moving between the battle lines, we came across a juggling runner, which was quite a sight.  I'm sure that we were a sight for others, but he was a sight for us.  

Our last big effort for this event came in a battle re-enactment.  We did a workout where we had to fire, reload via pushups, fire, do a bayonet charge down the field while yelling, do burpees, and run back.  We did this many times.  It was tiring, but it gave us more of an appreciation for what it felt like to physically have to fight, and we only did it for a short time compared to the 90-minute duration of the battle.  It was hot, and there was a ton of pollen in the air that made my nose super runny the whole time.  







We rucked back to the tennis center, where the cookout was waiting for us.  We decided to patch there, instead of going the full way back to our cars only to double back.  I borrowed a cell phone to tell my sister where to meet us.  We thanked the cadres, especially LDB, for helping us put on the event.  He had been specially selected because of how awesome his Zombies T/L had been.  He had made each evolution unique and fun, and he even made the T activities different from the L, which mainly benefits the few people doing both, but shows the extra mile that he goes.  LDB also patched Alicia, SB, and me with his new 5-event patch.  We had done Bragg 2020, Zombies, and now the LLL with him.  






AFTERWARDS

Hamburger patties with lots of mustard tasted so good after those three events.  I was still hungry afterwards.  My sister got a Bibimap and fries down the road, and then we went back to see the visitor center, which Cadre LDB had recommended that we check out.  We walked out to the Nathanael Greene statue for some pictures with the patches, and then said our goodbyes.  It was good to get to spend a little time with her.

I was still sad about losing the bladder hose nozzle.  I decided to retrace one of the paths that we had taken, to try to see if I could spot it.  I had looked during one of our movements in which we retraced steps and had others helping me in the search, but no luck then.  Incredibly, though, when I was just on the other side of the trees from the Greene statue, I spotted it in the dirt, about a foot off of the path.  I was amazed and very happy.






It was a fun, unique, and epic weekend!  My conservative estimate was that we covered about 18 miles in all, over the course of about 3x5 = 15 hours.



Sunday, January 23, 2022

GORUCK "Tribe Reunion" 2021

TRAINING LEAD-UP

Monday, Apr 19:

I hosted a ruck club workout to tackle the April Tribe WOD, the Bataan Memorial WOD.  We started with a 2 miler in 31:39 along the greenway starting from Clanton Park, before diving into 

9 rounds:

  • 10 Burpees
  • 11 DLs with 80#SB got difficult
  • 12 Thrusters with Ruck
  • 13 American Twists with Ruck (hard)
  • 14 Arm Circles
  • 15 Neck Circles (hard)
  • 16 Situps with Ruck
  • 170m March (30# ruck shuffle)



Wednesday, Apr 21:

PT Session 9 with 48 pushups, 84 situps, 13 SC@60, 18 PP@60, 5 TGU@30right, 1:45 DH@30.

Thursday, Apr 22:

Just after midnight, I knocked out PT Session 10 to complete the challenge.  To mix it up, I added my rifle so that I could get used to exercising with it, too.

PT Session 10 with 37 PU with rifle, 48 SU with rifle OH, 11 SC@60 with rifle, 15 PP@60 with rifle, 4 TGU@30 left, 1:20 DH@30 with rifle (rifle = 7.5#).







+ later, the next day after a sleep and daytime, Yoga for Uncertainty in 51 minutes.



TRIBE REUNION BASIC

Disclaimer about how accurate or inaccurate this account may be: 
  • I'm writing this 9 months after it happened.  
  • I did these two reunion events (the Tribe Basic and Tribe Tough) a few months after doing another set of Jax Beach Reunions (the 10-year St. Augustine and 10-year Jax Beach), which increases the risk of mixing incidents from the two together.  
  • I decided to wear the same clothes for the Basic and Tough for some reason, so even the pictures don't help me figure out what happened in the Basic vs the Tough very easily.
This was the first time I'd be doing a Basic/Tough, as opposed to the typical Tough/Basic.  I liked that they changed it up.  It presented a new mental and physical challenge.  

Since this was the Tribe Reunion, the renamed version of the Cadre Reunion, weights requirements for both events were 30# for people weighing 150# or less.  

This was Cadre Spark's first time at a GORUCK event.  After reading his book and learning about the multiple lifetimes' worth of experiences he's had, I was really excited to be able to do an event with him.  He helped out at the Basic (which was led by the always creative DS) and was lead Cadre at the Tough.

We started with admin and a welcome party, which probably involved doing reps for the no-shows.  There were 43 participants total, with about 10 newbies, and 8 women in the class.  We did quarter mile loops around the block.  





There was a very strong and poignant theme for this event.  We'd live out the basic needs of Tribes over the course of the event.  Food, air, water, shelter, and security.  DS always does an awesome job with event themes.


For food, we had to dump all of our food into a 5-gallon bucket that became a coupon to be carried.  We wouldn't be allowed to eat until designated times.  


For air, we followed a tradition used by some indigenous cultures to test prospective warriors.  You get your mouth filled with water, and then you exercise (in the indigenous peoples' case, a day-long run, and in our case, plank, bear crawls, pulling security during stops, and then a quarter mile ruck).  See if you have the mental discipline (and basic physical fitness) to not swallow your mouthful.  At the end, you spit it out to prove that you were successful.  



We went down to the beach to fill up sandbags and sing the national anthem with as much enthusiasm as we could muster.  There were many 40# fillers and a few 60's.  That helped to offset the increased ruck weight a bit.  The increased ruck weight is largely a mental thing because you're typically carrying a lot more already, in the form of sandbags.



For "food", we got two "water buffaloes", specially made 210# SBs.  Some guys did log PT with it initially.  The team carried it around the neighborhood.  Then, they said that only girls would be allowed to carry one of them.  






We went to the police station, where we helped to wash their cars as a little service project.  We also had a "dance party" inspired by Jason.




The last movement was challenging, as usual.  We weren't allowed to shoulder the coupons anymore.




5.6 miles in about 6 hours.





BETWEEN

After the Basic, they brought in a little food for us, which was nice.  

I went to Mickler's to look for shark teeth, as is my tradition.  I also tried to nap before the Tough, also a tradition.  I found a tiny tooth, the smallest I've ever found, but the strong winds blew it away, and I lost it, unfortunately.  I did get a picture just before I lost it, though.




TRIBE REUNION TOUGH

As expected, it was quite challenging to get back out for the Tough.  The Basic was difficult, and that was supposed to be the easy part.  

For the Tough, I stepped up to lead the welcome party.  I don't particularly enjoy being TL, but I'd rather be TL than have to endure some kind of punishment for class complacency, and I'd rather be TL than have someone potentially disastrous lead us.  I think we started with the usual exercises for no-shows.


A theme of the tribe events was rites of passage.   As a society, we don't have them as much as we used to, at least meaningful ones.  This was a way to get back to our roots and really test ourselves.

The Tough started off differently in that the TL after the admin portion was going to be something that people actually wanted to be.  In Tribes of old, it was a privilege to be a leader, and to become one, you had to have the respect of those you were leading.  To pick the first TL, there was an OH hold contest.  After a while, it was down to three, including me and Bridget.  The ones who had already dropped were then asked to vote for who they thought would win by crowding around the candidate they believed in the most.  Bridget ended up winning, and the other groups had to do a little PT, I think.  



We did the hold-water-in-mouth challenge again.  I intentionally do some runs where I only breathe through my nose, so I'm used to the feeling already.  It does give me a nice little high.  I think it's the oxygen deprivation.



We gave up our food again and headed towards the beach, where Bridget led us in low crawling towards the shore with the coupons.  She did a great job of keeping everyone together and motivating us.  We then did surf PT.




He led us in a really cool evolution that he used to take sniper school students through.  Over the course of 30 minutes, we had to get from a standing position to a prone position, without noticeably moving at any time.  If any of the cadres did catch you, you'd be taken aside for PT with DS.  I did not want to get caught.  Everyone was very slow to start.  I don't know if it's because they didn't understand the task, or if they were going to leave it to the very end.  I was a bit more proactive at the start, knowing that I had to keep up a good enough pace of progress to get down in time.  It's a long way to go.  You have to think about what kinds of positions you can hold without gassing yourself or losing balance.  I liked my strategy of using my arms as a brace against my legs as they slide down, and then gradually getting my butt low while keeping some weight on my hands to relieve my legs.  I didn't get all the way to prone in time, but I was still happy with the result.  


We did a difficult coupon movement on the beach, with more coupons than people, including water buckets that couldn't be spilled.  It was slow-going and challenging.




Sara Jones saving the day by remembering nearly everyone in the class's names, which allowed us to drop some coupons, I think.  It might've even been water buckets that we got to dump, coach-at-the-end-of-a-football-game style.  That may not have even been the intention.  She may have just wanted to celebrate in an epic way.  Up until then, DS would select two random people and see if they knew each others' names as a result of getting to know each other during the event.  We kept failing.

We did relay races.  It's always nice to have a little team competition in the events, especially on day 2 where you're individually tired.  We also had challenges as an entire class, where we had to move coupons and casualties from point A to point B along the beach, without being able to stand up and carry stuff.  We tossed everything along and dragged it.  I'm not able to toss very far, especially on my knees, but my teammates helped out, fortunately.





We got to enjoy being out there together on the beach, watching the sunrise, appreciating the priviledge of being alive in the best country in the world.




We washed cars at the Police Station again, and had another challenging coupon movement with more coupons than people.  It's always cool when you meet fellow GRTs who are willing to dig deep and carry extra burdens for the sake of the team.  I found that in DV, a first-timer, and a new friend named Savan.  A Tribe Tough is quite a first-time event!





Of course, we didn't get to just go back to HQ and get patched.  Jason makes sure that the event finishes with a bang, not a whisper, and gives us a "goodbye party".  We shuttled rucks to and fro and did lot of PT.  It ends with each Cadre taking us through their favorite exercise to push us to our perceived limits.  OH holds, flutter kicks.  







It was good to see DS back in the States again.  His events are awesome.




AFTERWARDS

On my way home, I stopped by Fort Caroline again.  On my last trip, it was closed on that day of the week, even though there was no mention of the closure online.  This time, it was open.



It's nice active recovery to walk around, and an opportunity to see more of that part of the region and learn more about history.

Back in Charleston, I was quite proud of myself for some landscaping work:



Wednesday, Apr 28:

Went on a 5 mile progressive recovery run at 9:18 pace around the neighborhood.  I've had a crick in my neck for the past few days.  Looking at the pictures of me under the "buffalo" from the reunion, I can't say that I'm surprised, haha.  The chiropractor helped a little, but not all the way.