Articles by Jared Beasley

Geesler’s Floating Mattress

They always come when there’s no sleep. The simple ones. They start in the port-o-potties: everything pulsates – the exhaust pipe spins – the urinal thrusts forward. It’s 2013, and 54-year-old John Geesler is on the th...

Mystery of the Squatch

November 2016 – approximately 1:30 a.m. – Mark Twain National Forest Deep into the Ozark Trail 100, Kimmy Riley hears another noise. It sounds like gibberish. This time it’s on the right side of the trail. She hushes...

A Kind of Déjà Vu

Mauro Prosperi was lost in the Sahara Desert, guzzling his urine inside a marabout, a long-forgotten Islamic shrine, occasionally used by the Bedouins. He sat atop a mound of sand blown in from the storm, a gaggle of...

Sanity's Edge

Patrick Macke was slowly slipping into an altered state known only to the highly drugged or the deliriously over-exerted. The last communique from his crew was that there was a motel 30k from Melbourne and the finish...

Al Howie: The Man Who Could Run Forever

Al Howie was on the lam from Interpol and living as an illegal alien in Canada when he became one of the most stupefying runners in history. From 24-hour runs to six-day races to 1,300-milers, Howie ran on pavement in...

Dewayne Satterfield: The Rare Heart of The South

In the midst of the coronavirus outbreak, the ultra-trail scene quietly lost a piece of its bedrock. Friends and family were led into an ordinary hospital room to say goodbye to a very unordinary man. Angiosarcoma of the...