The Scout Mountain Ultra Trail (SMUT) race, formally known as the Pocatello 50, offers it’s stellar trail races in three distances – 100k, 60k and 35k.
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Rainbow on the course -
Photo: Bill Geist -
Spring Flowers on the course -
Lots of fresh snow up high. Photo: Bill Geist -
Runners making the way up the ridge with a little fresh snow on the ground. Photo: Bill Geist -
100k profile
The 100K boasts nearly 13,000 feet of climbing, and is sure to offer a mixed bag of mountain running, tough climbs, with a potential snowy glissade thrown in. It’s still spring in June in Idaho!
It’s the perfect way to kick off the summer racing season.
Learn all about the SMUT.
Register at UltraSignup – Don’t forget to check out the contests below to get your entry fee covered or win a free pair of shoes and socks!
Plan on toeing the line June 4! See you there!
And the winner is…
Andrea Telmo
Scout Mountain calls me
Mountain, forest, masochist
Lover of running
Free Race registration – Here’s how: (Contest Closed)
1. Share this article on social media, using the hashtag #taursmut (there’s some handy buttons at the bottom of the article to help you out!
2. Submit a haiku in the Comments below
Deadline for entries is April 30.
Winner will be selected May 1st, based on originality by the TAUR team.Already Registered? You’re one of the smart ones! If you are selected as the winner, your entry fee will be refunded! Score!
But Wait – there’s more!
Anyone that registers for the SMUT race between now and May 1st, will ALSO be entered to win a free pair of shoes and socks!
Now let’s see those Haikus!
Breeze refreshes skin
Lungs have no space for words now
Another mile passes
Credit unknown but not my own…
Moonlight slanting
through all this long frostbitten grove
and nightingale song.
Here where a thousand
Runners swore grand conquest
Tall grasses their monument.
By lonely roads
this lonely poet marches
into autumn dusk.
Glorious the moon
therefore our thanks, dark clouds
come to rest our necks.
Lady butterfly
perfumes wings by floating
over the orchid.
Spring morning marvel
lovely nameless little hill
on a sea of mist
In my dark winter
lying ill, at last I ask
how fares my neighbor
Old dark sleepy pool
quick unexpected frog
goes plop! Watersplash.
Mountains
Beautiful, breathtaking, reach the sky
My legs hurt
My first Haiku. Maybe I can quit my day job.
Scout Mountain calls me
Mountain, forest, masochist
Lover of running
Snow capped mountains seen beyond. Through warm breath that fogs my glasses. Rainbows on the course delight.
I run the mountains
In search of everlasting peace
Perhaps this is it
Mountains are calling
Surviving Pocatello
Brave as Otello
Runners climb up, up
Making their way to the sky
Then eat all the foods
What is a runner?
Quick, lean, man, woman or none?
A runner just runs.
Light steps on the ground
The morning fog floats with me
Just me and the trail
I will keep running
Chasing the moon or sunrise
Till dawn or nightfall
Quads are aching
Cold mountain air burns my lungs
Never felt better
Time to write haiku
For a race that I will run
Early on in June
Sun is beating down
Texas heat is oppressive
Please save me from it
Fear of the unknown
vs. the allure of freedom.
I choose to attempt.
Every time I race
I wonder what’s wrong with me
Here I go again!
Pregnant Ultra Mom
But still running trail-happy
Baby loves trail too
#taursmut #trailandultra
Glissades are mellow
Sure, I’m an agile fellow
Slipped. Po-ca-tell-oooh…..!
Trail runner focus
Wandering thoughts on long miles
Stay strong. Potato.
Hardly a stranger
To filth and pain, I gather
New meaning in SMUT.
Aching legs aside
A single track revelry
Reggae aid station
Idaho running
Mesmerized by it’s allure
Punished by same
Ultra trails challenge
Ultra runners don’t back down
Punch it in the face!
Me, elevation
Me not liking it so much
Me loving it yo
Yup that’s gonna hurt.
Trail pain gets me to beauty.
That is why I run.
Sun beating on skin
Legs ready to conquer hills
Glory awaits you
SMUT
Is it running high
And NOT something else dirty
Either way, I smile
There once was a man from Nantucket …
Oh, wait – haiku? I’ve got nothing.
There is one more SMUT
Saturday Morn Ultra Team
from Las Vegas here
To be a mountain
Standing tall in such glory
Waiting to be run
I weave through the trails
Contemplating the unknown
Searching for life’s meaning
I weave through the trails
Contemplating the unknown
Searching for meaning
Injured for two years
I’m ready to race again
Time to kick some ass
Fiery skies
Moonlit nights
Fire blazing shoes
Perfect trail
A run against myself
The strong man wanders
Determined husband runs
A run into the light.
Up, down, up, down, up
Run, walk, climb, crawl, run, trip, fall
Rub some dirt on it.
Scott Mountain Ultra Trail
What I’d do to be a SMUT
I wrote this haiku
Nonattainable
Pseudopsychological
Variableness
Ode to the SMUT Moose
Oh Moose, How do I love thee
Let me count the ways
Out of bounds to the smut.
Too many trails not enough
Probably land on my FACE
What is the SMUT run?
A haiku for you and a
Free entry for me