I had the opportunity to run the Fueled by Fine Wine half marathon in Dundee, OR on July 9th and if you’re a regular reader of Run Oregon, you know we’re big fans of this race. It’s a great event with spectacular views, a demanding (and ever changing) course, and a sweet after party. This event is really one for the books.
I am a trail runner through and through, which means I typically gravitate to the woods, to the mountains, and to small-time races. I walked up to this race feeling out of my element, as almost 1,000 runners gathered in this small park, but I was excited about the challenge. I had been hemming and hawing about bringing my own hydration and my friend encouraged me: “You may benefit from it. Those hills...”
I have my own hill challenge on my schedule in August, so I’ve been filling my weekends with power hiking and my weeknights with hill repeats. I brushed off his comment, feeling full of myself. Before I even hit mile 5, his words were on loop in my brain. “Those hills“. Indeed.

The first aid station was right at mile one and I zipped by. There was plenty of aid throughout the entire course (as well as port-a-potty access), with water, electrolyte drinks, Hammer gels, and at one point I saw some gummy worms and Reese’s peanut butter cups! The volunteers were all so happy, helpful, and encouraging and I wish I could thank them all personally.
We ran quite a bit on paved roads, which was a nice way to make up some time. Though the hills never quite let up, it’s much easier running on pavement than through lumpy grass amongst the grapes! Mt. Hood and (I believe) Mt. Jefferson watched us all morning long. When the downhills arrived, I greeted them with gusto! Arms outstretched like a 5-year old, I sprinted down (while secretly hoping I wouldn’t crash and burn).
Perhaps my favorite part of the run was at the Lange Estates Winery. We just ran up a grueling hill and came into their aid station, where they had a sprinkler running! I wasn’t the only one who lingered under that puppy! It was a refreshing way to gear up for the hill ahead: 10% grade!
This was the last of the major climbs (this was from mile 8-9, approximately) and we were generously met with another aid station and a sight for sore eyes:

I took a few minutes to open up my swag bag, since I didn’t give myself much time at the start (the port-a-potty line was 13.1 miles long, I think). I was pleased that the swag came in a small reusable shopping bag, rather than a plastic bag. My shirt was a cotton t-shirt, which is rare in race-land, and the medals were beautifully detailed. My wine glass sings with the best of ’em, and I look forward to using my many free wine tastings coming up!
Another year and another successful Fueled by Fine Wine half marathon. Congrats to all my fellow finishers! Full race results are available here.
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