Although there was very little mud on the trail this year, there were a few stretches
covered by patches of a foot or more of old mushy snow left by a couple of
late-season storms. We thought that this would slow people enough that the course
records would be safe. Hah!

Karl Meltzer left Morris Meadow with two clear objectives: not to go off course as
he did last year, and not to let Ken Jensen stay close and then power by near the end
as he did last year. Mission accomplished, bigtime. Karl’s split of 1:30 for the first
loop was a new record by several minutes and enough to establish a two-minute
lead over Ken. Then Karl sped up. Ken kept chasing Karl and broke his course
record from last year by 19 minutes, but still trailed Karl by 20 minutes at the end.
Wow! We think that we have some idea how people felt at last year’s Hard Rock
100M. Jim Nelson, winner of the inaugural BSTM, lowered his time from two years
ago by nearly half an hour to finish third.

Ruth Zollinger, last year’s winner who missed this year’s run, no longer is the only
woman to have run the BSTM in under 5 hours. Petra Pirc eclipsed Ruth’s course
record by 13 minutes, and made it look amazingly easy.

The only course change this year was replacing the Dry Creek self-service water
drop with a manned full-service aid station that runners passed twice, at 16.6 and
21.1 miles. The improved aid was a big hit, in great measure thanks to the help of
Jill Bohney, Roger Adams and Rich Baxter. Jill decided that the first 10.6 mile loop
(which has 3100’ of climb and an abundance of rocks that is traditional in the Wasatch)
was a sufficient workout, and then drove to the new aid station with Rich, where
they proceeded to welcome the runners.  One of those runners was Roger who didn't
bail from the run until he reached the aid station the first time.  Rich, in addition to
helping runners, made two trips to the Huntsman Institute to fetch and carry a
much-needed additional 4 gallons of water.  Thanks to Jill, Roger,and Rich for all that
help which was greatly appreciated by the runners.  Thanks also to Candy Lavicki who,
after running the first loop,  provided professional massages at the finish.
Most of all, thanks to all of the runners for a great day.
 

	Name	10.6 Mile Split	Finish
1	Karl Meltzer	1:30	3:53!
2	Ken Jensen	1:32	4:13
3	Jim Nelson	1:40	4:37
4	Petra Pirc	1:45	4:38!
5	Dan Haesloop	1:46	4:38
6	Dave Hunt	1:52	5:10
7	Ted Heal Krissy Moehl Brandon Sybrowsky	2:01   1:58   1:55	5:17
10	Tim Seminoff	2:00	5:19
11	Scott Mason	1:53	5:21
12	Arne Hultquist Troy Olson	1:59   2:01	5:24
14	Tom Remkes Stan Richards	1:57   1:53	5:30
16	Nathan Durtschi	2:16	5:40
17	Brian Kamm	2:05	5:46
18	Carter Williams	2:01	5:49
19	Dale Heisler	2:25	5:57
20	John Moellmer John Diroll	2:20   2:18	6:09
22	John Service	2:13	6:13
23	Bob Adler	2:05	6:24
24	Bert Ley	2:09	6:26
25	Grizz Randall Lee Johnson	2:21	6:31
27	Shauna Heisler Ulrich Brunhart	2:26   2:20	6:39
29	Barb Elias	2:18	6:51
30	Paul Hart Lise Brunhart	2:34	7:31
32	Irv Nielsen	2:46	7:46
33	Cynthia Daniles Jodi Martin	3:15   3:17	9:05
	Chad Derum	2:05
	Rich Baxter	2:07
	Roger Adams	2:08
	Laura Klimowski	2:09
	Tony DeArcos	2:11
	Erik Olsen	2:12
	Jill Bohney	2:17
	Kerry Florez	2:26
	Siiri Wilson	2:27
	Debra Scott	2:28
	Candy Lavicky	2:34
	Bob Henderson	2:45
	Wess Parks	3:35
	Ron Daniels	-----

 ! COURSE RECORD

Kudos to the BAR BROTHERS, Dan Barnett and John Bartley, co-sponsors of this foothill flight of the fleet.
Irv writes:   My mantra for the 2002 BST Marathon: "The Hills Get Steeper!"
   As I closed my eyes to go to sleep several hours after completing the Bonneville Shoreline Trail marathon, I get what is called on television "Instant Replay".  All the grand sights and sounds return to me as I relive the events of the day. This can be a grand thing or very annoying if you are replaying the barf scene at the top of "Smoo" hill.
   All week I had been trying to decide if I was was up to the task.  Probably not,  was my guess as I drove up to 18th Avenue on North Hills Drive and parked in the ward parking lot near the trailhead.  It was great seeing the big crowd and saying hello to trail friends I hadn't seen for a long time.  By the time spring is here, I really miss the whole stinkin' bunch.  The men were all looking gnarly and the women looked "gargeous".  John Bartley gave his introduction to the course which highlights the best places to get lost.  My favorite is at mile 5, by the way.  Dan Barnett took a bag of popcorn balls from me that I was donating to the aid stations.  He stuck them in the back cab of someones truck temporarily but the truck owner ran off leaving it locked.  So if you get hungry, Mr. Truck Owner (and Roger Adams is my chief suspect) you have some great nibbles back there.   On a serious note, John dedicated this years event to Mike Shaffer who passed on late last year.  More on that later.
   The race started off at a brisk pace.  Paul Hart and I, however, were walking the first mile or so to warm up.  Paul was letting his calf muscle warm up and I was babying a knee.  We found ourselves in the back of the pack and I didn't get moving good for about 3 miles when I started passing rocks and trees as if they were standing still.  Paul had left me about a mile before that as we hiked into the saddle north of Ensign Peak while I  struggled with a numb left foot.  About mile 5,  Bob Henderson and I started going up the big hill.  Bob's asthma was kicking his tail and he had to put it in low gear for the day.  After that, I was by myself the whole way seeing Paul way ahead every now and then.  At mile 10.6, I stopped to say hello to Dan Barnett and check in.  I grabbed some water and cookies.  Thanks Dan.  Hooray,  my knee felt good, so I kept going.
  The run along the Bonneville Shoreline Trail to Dry Creek was nearly uneventful.  Every once in awhile, I found myself doing a slow trail dance, almost running, as the course traversed above Salt Lake valley.  The Mountain Bikes were annoying but mostly well behaved.  Some of them were quite impressed with how fast our leaders were going.  By the time I got into Dry Creek, the leaders were headed up to the Black Mountain Ridge trail.  The aid station was a welcome sight just before you cross through Battle Gulch and out I went on the southeast loop of Red Butte Canyon, Soldier's Hollow, and George's Hollow.  The climb up Have-a-Hart Hill is a toughie and the eventual climb over Smoo Pass is very welcome.  The "Hills Get Steeper "- sing it loud, sing it strong.  Back to the aid station, I refilled by water bag.  I had been thinking about Mike Shaffer on this whole trip.  We had ran many a mile together in that section of trails.  I sure miss him.   I was inspired to take out five "Peeps" Easter Candy marshmellow treats from my Ultimate Direction backpack and leave them for Cynthia Daniels when I heard she was still trail dancing behind me.  I think Mike made me do it.  It seemed so right somehow.  Give Mike the credit.  My story may seem strange but I really think I wasn't running entirely alone that day.
   All the way up the next hill, my mantra of the "Hills Get Steeper" came out my lips as I huffed and puffed up the last hill.  Finally, I crested the top, dropped down the road and across the snowfield.  It was packed down very well as many runners had gone past before me.  On the second snowfield, my right leg went downhill while my left leg stayed uphill and my body seemed stuck like a fruit fly in honey.  Aggghhh.  A few moments of rocking back and forth finally gave me enough leverage to get going again.  The downhill was starting to feel wicked now that I was closing in on 26 miles.   Finally, I reached the trailhead and then Barnett's backyard chat and chew.  About a minute per mile slower than last year.  But, I gave it about all I had, so I was feeling real good about the whole thing.
   Paul Hart, Grizz Randall, Prince John (Moellmer) and I have been running almost a quarter of a century now.  I think that is a remarkable thing.  Although I and many of you have gotten slower while the new kids on the block are accelerating into "Super Speed", I think it quite an accomplishment to do these runs for that long and still take great pleasure in them.  I hope to see you out on the trails.  Mike and I will be waiting.