This weekend I ran the race. The Chuckanut 50k trail race in Bellingham, Washington. Bellingham is also where I attended college in the mid-1980s and this trip gave me a chance to look backwards a bit. I stopped by two houses I once lived in and ate at a couple of restaurants that I used to frequent as a college student. The race itself was really something else as the conditions were just so bad. Ankle deep mud, wind, sleet snow, and a bunch of trail runners all scampering along to the finish. Photos include evidence of participation and the places I once lived. Well I looked into a house I once lived inAround the time I first went on my ownWhen the roads…