Mark Cunningham, (along with Andy Pierce) the driving force behind organizing this trip, was up next. As Mark cruised through the leg I rode along with Andy Pierce in his van.

I snapped this shot of the "graveyard crew"-- Bill Duncan, Brian Newlove, and Andy Pierce who would run in the hours after midnight. They would encounter a moose on the roads that night under pitch black conditions--a "new moon" night--meaning there was no moon.

Kris Malcynski ran leg 6. Kris, a solid consistent runner, probably capable of doing better than he thinks, moved up steadily picking off runners one by one. It was exciting to watch him.

There was lots of time for lounging around inn between legs. The sun was even coming out on occasion.

	I didn't get any photos of Chris Lynda on leg seven, because he had given me his camera to take pictures of him. I haven't seen Chris since the race, so haven't had an opportunity to copies of the photos I took with his camera. He placed third on leg seven only a minute behind the leader.
Don and Joyce Switzer with Cape Smokey in the background.

Steve Bailey surprised a lot of us. With his classic "marathon shuffle" he runs very efficiently. Good enough for fifth on leg eight.

As the daylight faded to evening shadows, Richard Gascon (right) started up one of the harder legs. Leg nine went straight up for the first half, then straight down for the finish.

This is a shot of leg 10--Mike Barnes would have to run this leg of all uphill. Mike had been plagued with a sharp pain in his right calf over the last several weeks. Half way up the hill the pain grew so intense that he made for the van. Danny McVicar, driving the van, grew alarmed at the prospect of forfeiting the leg--the penalty is ten minutes over the slowest time for the leg--and locked the doors to the van and drove to the finish line! Mike gamely continued on to place 27th out of 55 runners and we were still in the hunt for second overall.

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