#hatfieldmccoys

[goodmorningcanada]

Hatfield McCoy Rock House Trail 188 Single Track | Good Morning Canada

Hatfield McCoy Rock House Trail 188 Single Track | Good Morning Canada https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-_k8T2vk0NE This video showcases the Harfield McCoy Rockhouse Trail System, specifically Trail 188. The trail begins at the northern part of the City of Man on Trail 10 and ends at the southern end on Trail 29. Hatfield McCoy Rock House Trail 188 Single Track 🔔Ready to kickstart your dirt bike journey? Subscribe to Good Morning Canada for exhilarating rides, pro tips, and awe-inspiring tricks. Let's ride into the wild together! https://www.youtube.com/@goodmorningcanada/?sub_confirmation=1 🔗Stay Connected With Me. 👉Instagram: https://ift.tt/U4lZesH ✅ For Business Inquiries: leonhudo696@gmail.com ============================= ✅ Recommended Playlists 👉 My garage https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tjLm12PT3J0&list=PLpK1ugdRKLzQ0wmTKKgyZ8b-n7IaR4i8D&pp=iAQB 👉 Enduro/MX https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SYNhNZ0ZiGU&list=PLpK1ugdRKLzQa9fUxRc9MejtCUumCUmNX&pp=iAQB ✅ Other Videos You Might Be Interested In Watching: 👉 PORTUGAL ENDURO TOURS - GO EXTREME TOURS - DAY 1 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SYNhNZ0ZiGU 👉 The Complete Loop Trail of SCORRA - LAWDEN TRACK https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KHa1TVRATww 👉 Last Adventure of the Season: Greens Mountain Trail in Autumn https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=smvW3pDC6UU 👉 Rock Hound 2023 Rally Connex: Your Ticket to Unforgettable Memories https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TbKtg4NSYVM 👉 2023 ROCK HOUND RALLY CONNEX - MY SCUBA DIVING STORY https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dFhL1uGije4 ============================= ✅ About Good Morning Canada. Welcome to my channel, which is dedicated to motorsports and dirt bikes! You've come to the right place if you are passionate about adrenaline-pumping adventures on two wheels. Join me as I take you on thrilling rides through rugged terrain, share tips and tricks for maintaining and working on your bike, and showcase some jaw-dropping stunts and tricks. Whether you're a seasoned rider or just starting, there's something for everyone here. For Collaboration and Business inquiries, please use the contact information below: 📩 Email: leonhudo696@gmail.com 🔔 Subscribe to Good Morning Canada for exciting motorsports and dirt bike content. Get expert tips and jaw-dropping stunts to fuel your adrenaline! https://www.youtube.com/@goodmorningcanada/?sub_confirmation=1 ================================= #rockhouse #hatfieldmccoy #singletrack ⚠️Disclaimer: I do not accept any liability for any loss or damage incurred from you acting or not acting as a result of watching any of my publications. You acknowledge that you use the information I provide at your own risk. Do your research. Copyright Notice: This video and my YouTube channel contain dialogue, music, and images that are the property of Good Morning Canada. You are authorized to share the video link and channel and embed this video in your website or others as long as a link back to my YouTube channel is provided. Music By: Cinematic Epic Emotional | EGLAIR by Alex-Productions | https://onsound.eu/ Music promoted by https://ift.tt/nOU8oju Creative Commons / Attribution 3.0 Unported License (CC BY 3.0) https://ift.tt/mDdj2JX The Only Easy Day Was Yesterday by LostDrone | https://ift.tt/Ees0DPu Music promoted by https://ift.tt/nOU8oju Creative Commons / Attribution-ShareAlike 3.0 Unported (CC BY-SA 3.0) https://ift.tt/G7KmyTV ACTION by Alex-Productions | https://onsound.eu/ Music promoted by https://ift.tt/nOU8oju Creative Commons / Attribution 3.0 Unported License (CC BY 3.0) https://ift.tt/mDdj2JX Vibe by Ron Gelinas Chill Beats | https://ift.tt/Sp7MvVs Music promoted by https://ift.tt/nOU8oju © Good Morning Canada via Good Morning Canada https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCj4srgmu49G0wV0h2uNxk6Q April 15, 2024 at 06:19AM

[beatrixiv]

What are these dents in my forehead Chicago Police? Masonic Lodge people #johnstons #tennessee #georgia #southcarolina #evergreenal #whatleyal #grovehillal #coffeevilleal #franklintn #murfreesborotn #blue #vlad #dracul #nosfratul #billybob #germantowntn #hatfieldmccoys 2 years #houseofwindsor #chicago #scotsrite #doubleheadedeagle (at DeneenElementarySchool) https://www.instagram.com/p/ByUdnn3D-MO/?igshid=hcj148pn1ooj

[brandonraykirk]

Here's the grave of #Confederate officer and #Kentucky #governor Simon B. Buckner. He played a part in the #HatfieldMcCoy #Feud #Frankfort #cemeteries #history #hatfieldsandmccoys #feuds #brandonkirk (at Frankfort Cemetery) https://www.instagram.com/p/Bx0mqfxnGmB/?igshid=r6wamt4g9tsw

[samholdren]

"Tunnel Vision" . . #tunnel #tunnels #tunnelvision #trail #atvtrails #hatfieldmccoy #hatfieldmccoytrails #pipe #devilansetrail #devilanse #westvirginia #GoToWV #photography #nikon #nikonphotography #nikon3400 #nikond3400 #trippy #portal #crossingover #emergence #scouting #locationscouting #explore #exploring #triptych (at Hatfield McCoy Trails)

[good-beer-fella]

Featured Good Beer Devil Anse IPA Greenbrier Valley Brewing Company Maxwelton, West Virginia Another West Virginia brew courtesy of Cuz @markisabell14 . It’s only appropriate that Devil Anse is enjoyed on Halloween. Devil Anse IPA is a medium bodied American style India Pale Ale with notes citrus and tropical fruit. While the hops provide complexity they are balanced by a strong malt backbone. (Source Untappd) I#cheers #beer #beerstagram #drinkstagram #beers #beerselfie #beerporn #drinking #drinks #instabeer #beeradvocate #beerlife #beertime #craftbeer #beergeek #beersnob #beerme #beertography #beernerd #drinkup #untappd #drinklocal #goodbeerfella #devilanse #greenbriervalleybrewing #ipa #halloween #hatfieldmccoy (at Hangman Crossing, Indiana) https://www.instagram.com/p/B4TlifIFGpk/?igshid=1qnhhw9c21vfv

[the-blue-eyed-bambi]

grandma and grandpa hampton, my mom's parents, at their home in martinsburg, wv. not sure of the date. (pre-2008 as that's when grandpa passed.) hatfield blood on the left, mccoy blood on the right. i learned how to write numbers and the alphabet with a stick in the dirt right there at their feet. ❤ #westvirginiaroots #hatfieldmccoy

[ladyjencroft-blog]

[7.8.17] 🏚

[1310miles]

Twenty six

This race has long been on my to-do list because of the silly idea of being themed around the Hatfield and McCoy feud. But I thought that I wouldn’t be able to use it since it takes place in Kentucky and I’ve already logged the bluegrass state. The good news is, this is a unique race that begins and ends in two different states, so I can actually use either as my state of choice. With an ending in West Virginia, this race would count as my 26th.

 Originally I had imagined our trip being a family drive to the Appalachians. However, as we got closer to the race date, I realized that the race was on a Saturday, and the kids’ last day of school would be the day previous. We would need to be driving that day, and since the kids love their new school so much, and Eva would be “graduating” from elementary school, they didn’t want to miss it. Instead, my parents came to watch the kids, and Brett and I left at the crack of dawn for the ten-hour drive to eastern Kentucky.

 We went straight to the packet pick up, at the local high school gymnasium. This gave us a sneak peak of the path we would be taking to get to the starting line the next morning, through many cliffs carved out of the Appalachian foothills. We had some dinner and then settled into our Hampton Inn. After I called the front desk for our 5am wake up call, we fell asleep.

 Next thing I knew, I was waking up fully rested and looked at the clock to see…5:15! I guess the front desk wake up call was a fail, and I’m just lucky I woke up when I did. We hustled to pull ourselves together, slammed some breakfast in our faces, and jumped in the car for the half hour drive to the start line. I was a little bit worried about this because the race instructions said there was “no parking at the starting line”. The race information suggested we drive into town and park there, and then take a shuttle to the starting line. My concept was that Brett was going to just drop me off at the starting area, so he wouldn’t need to park, but I didn’t know if it was going to be accessible at all. I had tried to get info from the Facebook page, but I still didn’t have a response by 6 that morning.

 We pulled into the Food City (grocery store) parking lot and found plenty of places to stop. Turns out, the restriction was on cars being left in the parking lot during the race. This was no problem because as soon as the race started, Brett would be leaving to travel to the next meeting spot. I’d say this was the most comfortable race starting line I’ve ever been to. Food City allowed us access to their real bathrooms (instead of porto potty), we could buy food and coffee (which Brett did) and we could stretch out in warm shelter.

 The crowd started to build, although not very big. The marathon and the half marathon would be starting together, and I would estimate about 600 runners. We sang the anthem without a visible flag, and then the shotgun blast started us off.

Brett and I had a vague plan for spots to meet up. We weren’t sure about access to the route, and according to the map, there weren’t very many roads that would connect and intersect with the ones I was running. Basically, the route through the first 20 miles was all highway, and I assumed, as with other races, that we would have one lane of the road or be running on the shoulder, and regular traffic would be passing us. This race however, shut all the roads down. As soon as I turned at mile 2 onto the highway we would be on for the next six miles and saw that the runner were using the whole road, I knew I wouldn’t see Brett at any of the spots we had planned on. This was a really nice benefit for our safety, and police cars were monitoring the traffic so well that I never felt like I was sharing the road with cars, but it did make for a slightly lonely route.

 The good thing was that there were water stations at every mile, at least. These spots were staffed with the most friendly, welcoming folks. It was apparent how proud they were of their hometown and how glad they were for the boost in tourism. Also, lots of people were sitting on their front porches with their coffee and their dogs, watching the runners, and almost all of them waved and shouted support. You could tell they thought we were all crazy though.

 The landscape was beautiful. Green forests lined a stream we ran along side. We were beginning to go up and down some hills, and it was fun to find homes tucked away in the hollows as we came upon them.

 The big challenge of this race was between miles 6 and 7- a monster hill. I had been anticipating it, wondering if I would know I was on it once I was there, but it wasn’t something you could miss. Basically straight up for a mile. I took one look, and though my pace was great, I knew I would need to walk up it. There is simply no reason to burn a ton of energy near the beginning of a race just to make it to the top of a hill. There were lots more miles to run, and I knew I would need that energy at a later time. I stuck out my elbows and walked as briskly as I could, but I was being passed by many runners gutting it out at a slow jog up to the top.

 I am so grateful that I walked though. Once at the top, I was slightly winded, but also refreshed having taken a break. Those that ran were exhausted and collapsing. I was nervous for them, because it took all my wits and wherewithal to navigate the steep downhill on the other side. Without exaggeration, going down this hill, I hit 6.5 minute miles- that’s a full out sprint for me. Plus, it was so steep that I actually had to lean back and almost be parallel to the road in order to keep my balance. Many, many times I could picture myself just somersaulting all the way down. Guaranteed there were a lot of injuries on that stretch. I tried to let my body go limp, run as efficiently as I could, and just coast to the bottom.

 With that behind me, I was hoping that the hills were over. In fact, one race volunteer told me it was all downhill from there. That was a false statement. When you tell a marathon runner something bold like that, it needs to be 100% true. It can’t be net downhill or mostly downhill, it needs to be flat or downhill. So that guy wasn’t my favorite race supporter. There weren’t any more huge hills though, and the ups and downs were enjoyable as a variance. But still- don’t make claims you can’t back up.

 So as I’ve mentioned it was a fairly lonely race. There were many long stretches where I didn’t see any runners in front or behind me. The organizers did a great job marking the route though. All along the race path, there were signs posted, each hand written with the name of a runner who was back for a second time running the race, and words of encouragement. This really helped break up the monotony, and assure me I was on the right track. There were also cute statements on each of the mile marker signs. Funny slogans and encouragement. My favorite was at mile 10 which read “have you seen the world’s tiniest horses?” Sure enough, about a tenth of a mile down, there was a little corral with three little dwarf horses. I told the owners my daughter would want one, and they said they were for sale!!!

 Mile 13 was the finish line for the half marathon, so that was a big milestone in my head. Also, as I approached, I saw that Brett had made it to cheer me on. He was with a big group of race supporters, dressed like Elvis. He was positioned on the Kentucky side of the river, and I had to run across a bridge to West Virginia and around a quaint downtown, and then back to really be half way done, so I told him to wait a moment while I ran that spur. When I came back, I changed shirts and hats and chatted with him a moment. He was frustrated by his inability to find spots to see me, but I assured him that I knew it was impossible.

 I set off again, and found myself alone hoping I was on the right path. I soon found some runners and was feeling really good about my pace. I wasn’t going to get anything record breaking, but I did feel spry and able to finish. The water stops were very plentiful, and I was being smart by drinking water and Gatorade at each of them. At one point, a water stop was only about a half mile from the previous one. I declined the water, and I think that worried the volunteer. He shouted “good luck” as though he knew I was going to drop dead. The heat was starting to increase, and at one place I actually took a handful of ice and put it in the front of my sports bra. That was magical. Unbelievably, it took a mile for it all to melt; maybe I wasn’t as overheated as I thought.

 I felt great and giddy until about mile 18. Then the heat started to get to me. I know I’m in trouble when I start getting goose bumps, and sure enough, I was covered in them. Temps were reaching the mid 80’s and although there was occasional shade, a lot of the road was in the beating sun. I tried to keep a good attitude, and slog through each mile, but my outlook was waning. A bright spot was when I passed the 9 minute per mile pace leader along the trail. I had a moment of excitement that maybe my watch was wrong and I was headed for a personal record, only to find out that she had had a “bathroom emergency” and was woefully off pace. Nonetheless, I did pass her and the other pace leaders and finished in front of all of them, regardless of their projected finish times. That’s something!

 The final mile was a real test of my endurance. It was approaching noon, almost 90 degrees, and I was running along a very exposed highway with the sun beating down. I was feeling very weak and getting worried about my health. I was pushing my body way too hard, and was hoping to be able to actually run across the finish line rather than crawl.

 Again, I crossed a river and was back in West Virginia for the finish line. I saw Brett, which was a relief, and I saw the Hatfield and McCoy actors cheering me on. I crossed and had a moment of concern that I was going to be taken to the medical tent. People kept asking me if I was ok, so I guess I must have looked bad. I got my medal and double checked that it was the MARATHON medal (not the half) and then put a cold towel on my head and sat down. I immediately felt better, and I was so glad to be done.

 Once hitting the finish, I didn’t see my time. Apparently there was a clock glitch and although the computer registered my time, there was nowhere to actually see what it was for the moment. That was ok though; I figured I was right around 10 minute miles and for as tough as the race was, I was very happy with that.

[imaginecourtney]

Hatfield & McCoy dinner show! 🍗🍽🐓🏚#hatfieldmccoy #hatfieldandmccoy #hatfieldandmccoydinnershow #steven #mylove #pigeonforge #tennessee #tn #gatlinburg #gatlinburgtennessee #sevierville (at Hatfield & McCoy Dinner Show)

[jvtvertical123]

#grote illumination system on #Mahindra's at #Hatfieldmccoy (at Mingo County, West Virginia)

[rongalella]

"When I first came to #Hollywood, I played about as many guys who save the day and get the girl as I played heavies. It's just that heavies are more interesting and last in people's minds." - actor #PowersBoothe who passed away at the age of 68 on May 14th. #RIP #Powers New York stage debut was in the 1974 Lincoln Center production of Richard III. Five years later, his Broadway theater debut came in a starring role in the one-act play #LoneStar, written by James McLure Here's a nice shot of #Booth seen here playing #guitar at party for " Lone star' on Aug 1, 1979 at Tavern on the Green in NYC. #JimJones #PhilipMarlowe #CurlyBill #Reddawn #Deadwood #attila #hatfieldmccoy #menofhonor #powersbooth #Nixon #SinCity #Tombstone #Nashville #Agentsofshield #bnw #rongalellaarchive #celebsighting#paparazzo #paparazzi📷 #photographer📷 ©Ron Galella http://ift.tt/2qkW2q9

[raioflyght]

The cabin at Hatfield & Mccoys #hatfieldmccoys #outdoors #dirtbikes #trails #trailrider

[beatrixiv]

What are these dents in my forehead Chicago Police? Masonic Lodge people #johnstons #tennessee #georgia #southcarolina #evergreenal #whatleyal #grovehillal #coffeevilleal #franklintn #murfreesborotn #blue #vlad #dracul #nosfratul #billybob #germantowntn #hatfieldmccoys 2 years #houseofwindsor #chicago #scotsrite #doubleheadedeagle (at DeneenElementarySchool) https://www.instagram.com/p/ByUdnn3D-MO/?igshid=15cknbgrx06vw

[beatrixiv]

What are these dents in my forehead Chicago Police? Masonic Lodge people #johnstons #tennessee #georgia #southcarolina #evergreenal #whatleyal #grovehillal #coffeevilleal #franklintn #murfreesborotn #blue #vlad #dracul #nosfratul #billybob #germantowntn #hatfieldmccoys 2 years #houseofwindsor #chicago #scotsrite #doubleheadedeagle (at DeneenElementarySchool) https://www.instagram.com/p/ByUdnn3D-MO/?igshid=1qs11r22jzwae

[samholdren]

"Tunnel Vision" . . #tunnel #tunnels #tunnelvision #trail #atvtrails #hatfieldmccoy #hatfieldmccoytrails #pipe #devilansetrail #devilanse #westvirginia #GoToWV #photography #nikon #nikonphotography #nikon3400 #nikond3400 #trippy #portal #crossingover #emergence #scouting #locationscouting #explore #exploring #triptych (at Hatfield McCoy Trails)

[samholdren]

"Tunnel Vision" . . #tunnel #tunnels #tunnelvision #trail #atvtrails #hatfieldmccoy #hatfieldmccoytrails #pipe #devilansetrail #devilanse #westvirginia #GoToWV #photography #nikon #nikonphotography #nikon3400 #nikond3400 #trippy #portal #crossingover #emergence #scouting #locationscouting #explore #exploring #triptych (at Hatfield McCoy Trails)