I have swiped a good trail description from the FlatRock website:
FLATROCK TRAIL DESCRIPTION
(Originally written by Randy Albrecht in 1998,
revised & updated by Eric Steele in 2006.)
"The Flat Rock 50K Trail Run is an out and back course run on the Elk River Hiking Trail. While it is hard to imagine a trail run in Kansas as being difficult, this race will definitely challenge your running ability and put your skills of mental concentration to the test. How tough of a race is Flat Rock? To answer that question we reviewed all 50K race results listed in UltraRunning magazine from October 1997 to September 1998. To eliminate very small events, which may not have a quality field, the study only included races that had at least 20 finishers. Based on either the winners’ times or an average of the top three finishers, Flat Rock ranked as the fourth toughest 50K out of the 85 races included in the survey. Only Silver State, Baldy Peaks, and the Western Washington Fat Ass 50K were tougher.
A reasonable argument could be waged that Flat Rock has not had as deep of a field of good runners as other races and is really not that tough. While the race has not attracted as many well-known runners from the east or west coast, several very good runners have taken on “the Rock.” Amazingly, only six runners since the inception of this event in 1995 have broken five hours on this course, which is only 1.7 percent of all 345 finishers since the first running in ’95. One of these five is 2004 Grand Slam Finisher, Paul Schoenlaub, who managed to break five hours in ’03 by just a little over 2.5 minutes.
What makes the Flat Rock trail so tough? Extreme concentration is required when running Flat Rock, as you will take very few steps where there will not be some potential obstacle. Most of these will be in the form of rocks. You will very quickly learn why the race motto here at “the Rock” is “If you look up…you are going down!” Buyer beware please.
My slowest 50K times have been at this race. I have finished this race feeling more beat up than from any other. Yet I keep going back. Why?
Race director Eric Steele devised a cruel plan years ago to bring poor saps like myself back year after year. Anyone who finishes 10 consecutive Flat Rock 50Ks, will be knighted into the royal order of the Knights of Flat Rock. To date, there have been five such honored ultra runners. David Dinkle, Dave Noltensmeyer, Dennis Haig, Thomas Lassater, and this year, the first woman was knighted: Teresa Wheeler. These knights receive a lifetime entry to the Flat Rock 50K, and a permanent cloth embroidered bib with their permanent race number. As I mentioned in a previous post, 10 entry fees at a price of 500 to 700 dollars to run ten 31 mile races totaling 310 miles on savage rocks, to receive a free ticket to run more miles on these relentless rocks. Where do I sign up?
Kim and Doug, Christy, and
Coleen the Cynical Mud Babe are all smiles early on.
Quickly, we were off the pavement and onto the first of 30 miles of single track.
Pictures speak louder than words, so take a gander at the following. Double-click to enlarge them.
It's hard to run on sections like this, especially on the way back with 20+ miles on your legs.
This year, I ran a stronger race. I made the turn-around in 3:48, and took 12-13 minutes rehydrating and eating a sandwich. I was in and out of all other aid stations so quick I might have seemed rude, other than the Oak Ridge Oasis where I gabbed for about 3 or 4 minutes. The last 4 miles which usually turn my tired feet into hamburger did not do me in this year. I told myself over and over again, "I own this course and it did not own me!" If overheard, I must have surely sounded either insane or retarded. I did run the gnarly sections near the end, only walking the short steep uphills and the technical maneuvers like the Devil's Butt Crack. I finished in 8:06, 1:44:13 FASTER than last year.
I have always been fairly certain that each year there are more rocks than the year before. Eric denies that he puts more rocks out on the course, but this year, I think I may have caught him. I kicked this rock in a grassy area and nearly fell over it. Upon turning it over, I saw that he had forgot to tear off the bar code sticker.
Many thanks to the many volunteers who help make this race a big success.