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Westporters Tackle Sahara’s “Toughest Footrace On Earth”

Alert and intrigued “06880” reader Jenny McGuinness writes:

My husband Luke McGuinness, and our neighbors Peter Boyd and Stephanie Tang, appear completely sane on the outside.

Like many, they lead busy lives as parents and professionals in Westport. But they moonlight as lunatics: Next month, the 3 will embark on a 6-day footrace across the Sahara desert in Morocco.

By choice.

The event is called the Marathon des Sables. The Discovery Channel called it “the Toughest Footrace on Earth.”

Participants will cover 156.5 miles over 6 days on foot — anywhere from 13.1 to 53 miles each day.

But that’s not all. Participants must carry all of their food and provisions for the week in a pack on their back.

Not quite the Sahara: Peter Boyd, Luke McGuinness and Stephanie Tang, take a break during  a 34-mile training run last weekend at Compo Beach …

The only things race organizers provide are water, and an open-sided tent each night.

The upside? Your pack is very heavy at the start. But it gets lighter every day.

What diabolical maniac planted the seed for this idea?

Pete Boyd.

… and then get back to work.

Mild-mannered and good-natured on the outside, but apparently made of utter darkness inside, Pete completed the race in 2003. Much like childbirth, one forgets the enormous amount of pain when enough time has passed.

He yearned to return to the Sahara. But who could he sucker into joining him?

He didn’t have to look far. Knowing that his neighbors Luke and Stephanie — like him — enjoy any garden variety, exceptionally torturous physical challenge, he asked.

“Don’t worry, guys, it’s not that bad,” Pete said. “It’s just sandy. Very sandy,”

They accepted.

Pete says there are 2 kinds of sand topography in sunny Morocco: the soft dune-running days, and the rocky sand days.

The latter is worse, because “you sprain your ankle hundreds of times all day, every day.”

A scene from the Marathon des Sables.

What else is hard about this beast of a race?

“The sandstorms,” Pete says simply.

The average daytime temperature in that part of Morocco in April is between 100 and 110 degrees — with a chance of camel.

???!!!

The Marathon des Sables includes a time cut-off: You have to finish each day ahead of an actual camel that race organizers send out to bring up the rear.

If the camel passes you, you’re out of the race.

Luke, Peter and Stephanie have been training hard for months. You may have seen them out on the roads at dawn, wearing backpacks, headlamps, and sick grins.

They are determined. They will be successful!

We sure can’t wait to hear about this epic adventure, and best of all, to have them back safely.

(Marathon Des Sables is April 12-22. Luke, Peter and Stephanie are running to benefit the High Atlas Foundation, a non-profit founded by former Peace Corps volunteers aimed at furthering sustainable agriculture, women’s empowerment, clean water, education, and cultural preservation in Morocco. To donate, click here.

(To follow the Westport trio in real time as they journey across the Sahara,  click here.)

Astonishingly, Luke, Peter and Stephanie are not the first Westporters to be challenged by the Marathon des Sables.

In 2014, I wrote about Jean Paul Desrosiers. The owner of Sherpa Fitness Center had just returned from his grueling adventure. Click here for that story.

Sherpa’s Solstice Ride: Westport To Montreal, By Bike

Over the past few years, I’ve written several stories about Sherpa.

The Post Road running, cycling and triathlon training center has been involved in some remarkable events.

In 2017, one of their coaches — Matt Pedersen — raced 238.3 miles through the Utah desert, at an elevation of 10,500 feet. It took him just over 4 days.

Jean Paul Desrosiers

Three years earlier, Sherpa owner Jean Paul Desrosiers competed in the Marathon des Sables — “the toughest footrace on earth,” according to the Discovery Channel.

He ran — no, raced — 156 miles in 5 days. That’s the equivalent of 6 marathons. He did it across 10-story-high sand dunes, in temperature reaching 130 degrees — while carrying all his food and a sleeping bag on his back.

Last weekend, Sherpa sponsored another event. It was more accessible to normal people — that is, anyone who is not Jean Paul Desrosiers or Matt Pedersen.

Still, it was no walk in the park.

In fact, it was a bike ride: 410 miles, from Westport to Montreal.

In 3 days.

The idea began a couple of years ago, when Desrosiers took part in the Coast Ride: a 400-mile cycling adventure from San Francisco to Santa Barbara.

It was a long distance. It was tough. But it was doable, and gratifying.

There is nothing like it on the East Coast. So Desrosiers drew a circle with a 400-mile radius from Westport. Montreal was at the edge.

It’s a great city. It’s in another country. It’s perfect, Desrosiers thought.

It’s about 410 miles from Westport to Montreal. — by bike. You can’t take I-87 or I-91.

A ride like this, he says, is “a great way to push yourself, without the competitiveness of a race. It’s something to tell friends and colleagues: ‘I rode my bike from Connecticut to Canada.”

He did a beta test last year. Nine local riders began. Seven finished. They loved it.

He tweaked the course a tiny bit. It wound from Route 58 north, through western Connecticut, Massachusetts and Vermont, then across Lake Champlain into New York state, and finally Quebec.

This year, Desrosiers marketed the “Solstice Ride” more broadly. Twenty-one riders signed up. They came from Westport (Desrosiers and John Daut), the rest of Fairfield County, New York, New Jersey and Massachusetts.

Two were originally from China. There was a Brit, now living in Greenwich. Three were women. Their ages ranged from 20 to 60s. Some had done long bike trips before. Some had not.

Most of the riders had never met each other. It was quite a crew.

A rainy start to the Solstice Ride.

A ride like this is both a group effort, and an individual one. Each person must push through personal pain and issues. But they must also function together — supporting each other, working as a team, not dragging anyone down.

They left Westport last Friday, in pouring rain. One rider cramped in the first 10 miles, and turned around. But the rain stopped, they made their first-day goal, and celebrated with a bit of yoga.

“It’s not easy for strangers to ride together,” Desrosiers notes. Yet by Day 2 all had found someone they felt comfortable riding with. It was an organic process — and one they needed.

One view of the ride …

The second day was the toughest. The sun shone, but a constant 20- to 30-mile-an-hour headwind made going tough. Teamwork was crucial; everyone took turns leading the way, into the wind.

Day 2 also included 8 miles of gravel roads, in Vermont.

… and another.

Day 3 began with a long climb up the Green Mountain’s Appalachian Gap.

But after that it was nearly all downhill: 130 miles to the Canada border, and on into Montreal. It was easy for the entire group to stay together.

Nous sommes arrives!

Of the 21 who began the Solstice Ride, only 3 did not finish.

One — amazingly — was Desrosiers.

With 40 miles to go, his bike had a flat that could not be fixed. The support van was already far ahead.

Suddenly, a driver stopped. He lived nearby. But when he heard the story, he offered Desrosiers a ride all the way to the end.

The leader had not finished. But he felt just as joyful as his 20 fellow riders.

Desrosiers is already planning Solstice Ride 2020. He’s booked the return bus, from Montreal to Westport.

He’s looking at new tires too.