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History of the
Cheetah Herders Athletic Club

"There is a spontaneous and light-hearted quality in a sport which vanishes as the sport matures." -- Sir Arnold Lunn

Once upon a time there were six restless young dudes. Lynn Carey, Pat Caffrey, John DeLarios, Dave Kesheimer, Doug Mood and Don Larson found the winter of 1977 intolerable. They played pickup volleyball games with other energetic Seeley Lake folk. Sometimes play was so heated and vigorous that the dudes got fatigued and thirsty. They had yet to hear of carbo-loading, so afterwards they would leave with Don for his bar and get simply-loaded.

The dudes were staggering into a new world where they found a breathtaking and profound interaction between amateur sport and manly frivolity previously known only by pool sharks, rugby players and chemical dependency unit rejects. On October 14, 1978, Doug and Pat completed a 10 mile footrace, the first joint athletic participation by the future members of the Club. A couple of months later they were all doing winter training runs. On weekend mornings they met at Don's bar to run the 13-mile loop around the lake. Whoever got back first was El Presidente for the week. As each dude finished "running for office," he downed a can of Fosters. Logically, extra Fosters was brought forth if there was a football game on, or if there was going to be a game on later, or if the TV had not been repossessed, or if there was still Fosters in the cooler. This was back in the days when Fosters was actually brewed in Australia, mate, not Canada, aye, so it was all Very Special. The proceedings were not concluded until someone actually went Down Under. Don proved a quick study and enabled the proceedings by never running out of Fosters.

The dudes having reached the pinnacle of human existence, Pat wanted a club name to wear during the Western States 100. It had to be a name reflecting play and shameless opportunism in the finest English prep school tradition, yet also suggest an illusion of speed, competence and social order. On February 26, 1979 he was out in the woods during a total solar eclipse. Evidently, both he and the sun blacked out. Whilst deep in mental oblivion, he received cosmic insight, and came to with the knowledge of a proper and fitting club name.

By April of 1979 the dudes were representing the Club at footraces, triathlons and combination-event relays. At relays it was no longer just about the beer. There was money to be made. A member's finest performance often was to recruit a world-class replacement rather than participate himself. Injured members were expected to sustain their sense of accomplishment by maintaining their "post-race conditioning," meaning self-medication with beer and pizza. Lynn became particularly adept at engineering division and age-group switches (Carey-picking) to ensure the necessary margin of victory. Pat could not run fast enough to be competitive, so he compensated by seeking longer events. "I can beat any of you if the race is long enough," he blubbered.
Don Larson finishing a lap around the lake.
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