Twig Adventures

CDT Sojourn

Friends, it is with a heavy heart that I had to suspend my journey along the CDT, as well as daily blogs. I have been called home to Colorado to face one of life’s more difficult eventualities. My dad is ill and may not have much time left. I made it 376 miles along the various routes, just 35 miles short of Grants, NM. I was doing well and feeling great. The CDT threw some curveballs but other than being cold and a bit wet, I was surviving. I definitely needed a warmer sleeping pad and maybe a few more layers. Plus, I was nearing the snow line and would have had to soon flip or wait for a lot[…]

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Day 18: Cebolla, Sands, and Armijo Canyons

May 9th, 2019 TLC Ranch mm 440.5 to mm 452.5, then to Cebolla Canyon Alt mm 17.5 Distance in miles: 29.5 0700-1800 I woke up to everything covered in frost, including the inside and outside of my tent. There was nothing to do but to pack it up, stiff and frozen. We said our goodbyes to everyone and hit the road, the first of the day. The landscape was so extraordinary with all the frost and dew. The sun came up and started drying everything. Twelve miles went by like nothing and then we had to decide on a route. The main CDT goes in a big horseshoe to encompass the chain of craters, a series of old cinder cones[…]

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Day 17: TLC

May 8th, 2019 Pie Town CDT mm 424.5 – TLC Ranch mm 440.5 Distance in miles: 16 0900-1400 I slept amazingly well considering that there were 7 of us sleeping in the loft. No one snored and I didn’t need my earplugs. We all slept in a bit…well, it was at least sleeping in for me. I wasn’t in a hurry to leave since the weather looked absolutely crappy outside. I had also planned to wait for Relentless. He ordered a new tarp that was supposed to arrive mid-day. But then he cooked up an idea of walking to the next guest ranch, 16 miles up the road, and hitching back to get his tarp. There was a lot of[…]

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Day 16: Into Pie Town, Again

May 7th, 2019 Davila Ranch Rest Stop Pie Town alt mm 26.2 – Pie Town CDT mm 424.5 Distance in miles: 14 0830-1330 For the first time this trip, I wake in the night and can see no stars. It’s an overcast day. Later it becomes partly cloudy. Relentless makes an awesome breakfast of eggs and potatoes from all the goodies in the fridge. I post blogs and am amazed to find that my app is finally working! The wifi at this remote place is great…what wonders! We leave the stop rather late in the morning but it is only a 14 mile walk on the road. Along the way, I of course find some horses to pet…a whole herd![…]

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Day 15: Davila Ranch CDT Rest Stop

May 6th, 2019 Aragon Well mm 375 – Davila Ranch Rest Stop, Pie Town alt mm 26.2 Distance in miles: 270645-1730 It’s a somewhat uneventful hiking day but the reward at the end is great. To start out the morning, I mistakingly dump dehydrated refried bean flakes into my pot, mixing them with a few spoonfuls of nido milk power. In the dark, the bag of beans looks the same as my muesli. It’s as disgusting as you might imagine and I can only stomach a few mouthfuls. I don’t even bother to eat the right breakfast. As I depart, I can see Wraps huddled in his sleeping bag, cowboy camping under a tree. It’s cold again and my bottles[…]

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Day 14: Horned Lizard Mountains

May 5th, 2019 Gila Alt. mm 101.1 – CDT mm 375 Distance in miles: 26 0645-1830 There were some intriguing sounds overnight. I heard a whip-poor-will, owls, coyotes, and some unidentified grunting coming from some beast. A cow, elk, deer…who knows? It’s also very cold once again, into the 30’s. I could lay in bed until it warms up some. How nice would it be to start hiking once the sun is already shining? But no, that’s not what thru-hiking this long of a trail is about. The early bird gets the miles. Besides, it’s the best feeling, after suffering for hours walking in the cold, when the first rays of sunlight finally hit. It’s magical. I walked about 4[…]

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Day 13: Open Spaces

May 4th, 2019 Gila Alt. mm 73.6 – mm 101.1 Distance in miles: 27.5 0630-1830 It was so very cold when I woke up…into the 30’s. Putting on wet shoes and socks was bad enough but I dreaded starting off immediately with river crossings. We had to plunge into the icy water in our first 30 steps. Then over and over again after that. I couldn’t feel my feet and my rash burned. I was wearing all my layers, including my tights. They got wet below the knees but I didn’t care. Thank goodness that there weren’t any waist-high crossings like the first day. We only had to go about 4 miles to the end and were so happy to[…]

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Day 12: Crawling up the River

May 3rd, 2019 Mm 49.4 – Gila Alt. mm 73.6 Distance in miles: 24.2 0630-1930 It was a long, tedious, but beautiful day working our way up the river. I slept well and was ready for a full day. The canyon walls are very high, steep, and narrow in this section, which means there are even more river crossings. But all the while I felt like I was surrounded by magnificent castle walls. I have enjoyed several river canyons from a raft but this is one of the grandest I have seen. Too bad I was on foot and had to be looking down most of the time. There was really good trail up to Jordan hotsprings, a popular overnight[…]

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Day 11: Doc Campbells

May 2nd, 2019 Doc Campbells mm 40 of Gila River Alt. – mm 49.4 Distance in miles: 9.4 1400-1900 I slept well overnight but it was cold and damp in the morning. Not surprisingly I had condensation in my tent and nothing dried. It then got so cold that I had a thin layer of frost inside the tent. My water bottles did not freeze, however. So I reasoned that my water filter was still ok. I had not thought to protect it. I did not have much of an agenda for miles on this day and there were plenty of distractions in the area: hotsprings, a store with wifi, and cliff dwellings. I first went for a soak in[…]

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Day 10: The Gila River Begins

May 1st, 2019 Gila River alternate mm 11.5 – Doc Campbells mm 40 of Gila River Alt. Distance in miles: 28.5 0630-1930 There were 2 musicians in the otherwise silent night. One was a whip-poor-will and the other an owl. Both had a very limited repertoire and were set on repeat all night long. At least they moved around so as to fade in and out. I have gotten used to tuning out whip-poor-wills but I laid awake for sometime wondering what kind of owl it was, counting the beats to its single hoot. It did not sound quite like a horned owl but that is the closest I know of. It sure liked to hoot…every 2 seconds most of[…]

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