Total Eclipse On The Run

After dressing quickly in a bright orange, sleeveless running top, and pulling on a pair of socks adorned with stars, I was ready to hit the streets.

We had received a tip about some unusually dressed people standing in Moorhead next to the Veterans Memorial Bridge and it wasn’t far off my original route. As part of The Forum’s reporting efforts, staff members were encouraged to document the eclipse through a witness journalism effort.

As a former reporter, I knew it was a terrific alternative format to tell the story, so I headed out to see if I could catch some people taking in the eclipse. Meeting up with Dennis and Dean Johnson, I decided to grab a short video interview before bidding them goodbye.

Uncertain of what I’d find, I headed toward Woodlawn Park, where a group played Frisbee golf and seemingly paid no attention to the eclipse. My next stop came by the Red River, near the Midtown Dam, where a few people were focused on fishing. So I ran along the dike and peered down at the skate park. More people who didn’t seem interested in the celestial rarity in the sky.

I thought my luck had run out, but there were still a few minutes to make my way to Island Park for the peak moment at 12:59 p.m. My luck changed when I finally found someone who wanted to watch and document the eclipse.

Nearby, there were groups looking above, and I used my “assignment” to learn a bit more.

Luckily, Kim, Constance and Mara Brust didn’t mind the intrusion, and even joked about their “high-tech” method of viewing “80 percent” of the eclipse.

Not wanting to overstay my welcome, I turned to leave when I heard someone ask if I wanted to look through a pair of glasses. Why not?

A quick glance couldn’t hurt, right? Even with the gray sky above, the eclipse didn’t disappoint. And it even allowed a few quick snapshots, even if I misfired on one.

It also gave me a chance to strike up a conversation with the Ty Singman, who was enjoying the eclipse with his daughter Sophia, son Roman and mother Irving.


Again, I headed down the sidewalk, but not before he told me to enjoy my run.

Over the next few miles, I couldn’t help but smile — grateful for the opportunity to watch others enjoying the eclipse and getting a peek of it. It was a once-in-a-lifetime chance to witness history.