The plan: Run up Ashokan High Point, in recent years a lollipop trail with some nice running over the top of High Point, around the sweet part, before coming back down the stick. Not long, but close to home.
The reality: Nine miles isn't long. Except this day. Nice but rocky herd path for much of the stick. Goes up gently, never got a groove on. Sharp left at 2.7 miles, pass the junction with the sweet leg return, then...up. False summit after false summit. Every one a boulder climb. Very cool. Eventually, up top. The view is, well, nice. Nothing that special. But the run over the top, through fields of mountain laurel and open woodlands--that was nice. A long downhill stretch that got a little "scree-ey" at times and a bit annoying. And then, back to the stick...ad the groove and flow finally kicked in. The perfect downhill pitch--not so steep as to be un-runnable, but steep enough to hammer, and the rocks were just right to demand that laser focus but not be dangerous.
Nine miles in 2:11. Ok, so I'm not Anton Krupicka. But the fast last miles made for a great "back at the car" feeling. And hey, it's another trail done. What more could a person ask for? (Don't answer that...)
Run it again? Sure, why not. Actually a decent little run.