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I keep seeing TMAGP art that for sure is spoilery but so out of conext I can't possibly guess what's going on. The Colin ones I can figure since I'm halfway through S1 an overall they are very straightforward but what the hell is going on with Car Gertrude Robinson

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NEW TRAIL GENIUS MAP

Winter is in full swing and so my efforts turn to snow based sports. One of my first Trail Genius projects this winter is to map the Michigan Tech University Nordic Ski Trails.

As it turns out the 2015 U.S. Cross Country Skiing Championship are being held at MTU and as luck would have it I got introduced to a MTU Nordic Ski Athlete, Alice Flanders, and we got to talking and the wheels started to turn and a plan was hatched to map at least one of the race courses before the event.

This turned out to be a very fun mini project.  Alice was able to round up a group of her fellow athletes and on one of their days off we set out to map the 5k Championship course.  I put GPS and cameras on a couple of the skiers and I went around with the drone and captured them at various spots on the course. In the end we got some great video and stuck it in this Trail Genus map: http://trailgenius.com/trail-genius-map/michigan-tech-trails-nordic-ski-trails 

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You have to check out this amazing aerial video taken during my Leadville 100 MTB race: http://trailgenius.com/trail-genius-map/leadville-100-mtb?vspot=3&zoom=15

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My 2014 Leadville 100 MTB Race

NEW TRAIL GENIUS MAP

The best and worst part about my job is that I get to share every last bit of my races with you, the ups, and yes the downs.  The 2014 Leadville 100 MTB took me 10.5 hours and you can analyze, evaluate, inspect and otherwise explore every mile with this one of a kind Trail Genius interactive course map.

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There's Got to be a Morning After Pill | Piper & Max

Earth. Rain. Leaves beginning to rot and return to the soil beneath. The distinct smells of being outdoors filled her nose as Piper began to stir. Smells incredibly familiar and completely foreign at the same time. Those were the first things the girl became aware of as her mind began to pull away from the blackness that surrounded her. Then came the feeling of the ground beneath her, nearly frozen but not quite. Even so, it was firm enough to communicate that wherever this was was not her bed nor was it anyone else's bed.

The feeling of being vaguely disoriented was something she'd known twice in the recent days, though both times that brief unease had been chased quickly. Each time the weight against her had reminded her of where she was as she woke in Maxxie's bed. Now there was nothing to anchor her, nothing to stop that confusion from deepening. It seemed like silence surrounded her. No birds, no bugs, nothing but the occasional sound of the wind and maybe some traffic in the distance. It was strange, strange enough to make her wonder if she was dreaming despite all her other senses insisting she wasn't. There was no way that her head would ache the way it did or that there'd be a searing pain in her joints and down her side if she were dreaming. 

Finally, Piper forced her eyes open for no reason other than to confirm what she already knew. It seemed bright, though after a moment she realized that it really wasn't. Wherever she'd ended up was deep enough into the woods of Musgrave that what little sunlight they got probably didn't filter through the branches and any artificial light was far from reaching her. Struggling to sit, the girl noticed with vague dismay that the chill she felt wasn't the result of the cold seeping through her clothes but rather the lack of them all together. From there, it seemed like one piece of information turned into a landslide of it. Her fingernails caked with dirt, the foul taste in her mouth, smears of dirt on her skin, the shallow scratches along her legs and arms, the deeper one running from her stomach and curving around the back of her hip.

Her stomach was churning and for a moment Piper was afraid she was about to be sick. Still, she tried to force her mind to forget the confusion and remember how she ended up like this. All she could come up with was blackness. Giving up her struggles and dropping back to lay with her arm tucked beneath her head, the girl tried to call up any memory of the previous hours. Movement, she remembered that, but she couldn't remember why or how. The previous night was blank, almost as if it had been erased. She remembered pouring herself a drink from one of the many bottles Spencer had stashed around his room. Had she really had that much? Enough to strip her clothes and pass out here? Closing her eyes in attempts to focus, Piper tried to slow her panicked breathing. She'd felt sick, like she was getting the flu, and angry. Maybe scared. Definitely claustrophobic in the apartment. The last thing she could picture was running down the stairs of the building, phone in hand. Calling Max for reasons she wasn't sure of and then blinding pain. Then… blackness.

Her body shivered, finally reacting both to the exposure to the elements and the realization that she'd lost an entire night. The realization that she'd just learned that she was capable of killing and now had hours unaccounted for. There was a sinking feeling in her stomach as it dawned on her what that could mean and the nausea washed back over her again. As the situation fully dawned on her, that she had no idea how she got here, who she'd hurt in the process, or how she was going to get home, Piper finally found the strength to move. Her body forced itself into motion to roll onto her hands and knees as she began to retch. It was already empty, though that didn't stop the reflex from making her stomach heave.