Labor Day, 2001, 6:00 a.m.
On our way, in the dark.
The very first water stop.
Nothing but the open road.
Views from the road.
Views from the road.
Looking back, early in the race.
The real heroes: the volunteers.
Another water stop.
Mile 10.
Getting close to the river.
The Missouri.
The Missouri.
The Missouri.
Easley.
13 miles to go...
Water stop.
The loneliness of the long distance runner... and his camera.
Mile 17.
Family support.
Emergency stopping only.
The finish line, at last.