Here's a photo (and caption) recap of the past two weeks!
Hopewell Lake. After leaving Colorado I'd thought we were in the clear for warm enough temps to keep the snow away but yet again, the trail always has plans of its own. Will and I really lucked out finding this shelter particularly this night. We pulled in after a full day of rain and sometime in the night temps must have dropped because we woke up to about 3 inches of snow the next morning.
Just before this photo was taken I'd met Cookie and Mike in their beautiful Airstream Trailer. They invited me in and shared a wonderful breakfast and equally fantasic company!
After the snow melted the trail was a complete mud pit. As the mud stuck to my shoes they just grew heavier and heavier. I couldn't imagine hiking with that amount of weight on each foot day in and day out. Days like this I'm so greatful I hike in trail runners.
The start of all the yummy New Mexican water sources. This one was labeled as a "tank" on the reports with the comment "don't think of this as a pool of disgusting water. Think of it as an opportunity to discover how badly you want to drink."
About 3 miles to Ghost Ranch the views and environment drastically started to change and it finally started to feel like I was in New Mexico. Canyons, cliffs and sand here I come.
Yep, we're in the desert now
On the way into Ghost Ranch, for a second I thought this was the only accommodation...
Tons of movies have been shot on the Ghost Ranch property. Here's the cabin from City Slickers!
Looking out over the cliffs from the Ghost Ranch property, watching the storms pass.
Just look at that detail. I mean no car passing at 60 mph can appreciate that level of detail. Ah, life at 3 mph is pretty grand.
Luckily the wind was howling the day we left Cuba so the windmill was pumping out water. Water sources are becoming farther and fewer between.
Nothing like a 50 mile desert view.
The water report gave instructed to find the pump and well by locating the old tire... It wasn't wronge.
Merman himself looking like a yogi in the shade of this juniper.
Watching a wall of clouds pass by
Cars seemed to pass us rather cautiously as we walked past a correctional facility on our way into Grants, NM. Was glad I didn't have an orange color scheme to my hiking outfit this year.
The lava fields of The Malpais national monument.
Can't wait to get to Pie Town and finally get my birthday pie, albeit a month overdue.
Getting to the Thomas' Ranch. They are a couple of wonderful folks that open their home (and more importantly water tap) up to CDTers.
New life goal: sponsor an adopt-a-highway section with a title as great as this one.
And now, what you have all been waiting for, The Pie:
Sawdust: coconut, pecans, brown sugar, Graham cracker from the Pie Town Cafe
Blackberry: with well, blackberries from the Pie Town Cafe
Blackberry from The Gathering Place
The legend herself, Nita, who owns the amazing hiker hostel, The Toaster House.
With a belly full of pie I'm headed back to the trail. Be back soon,