Until the time we take up our journey again, this will be the last entry from me.
Our highlight of this particular trail segment was a side trip to the 11,024 ft summit of Cottonwood Peak. We tramped through snow (built a snowman), slid down loose rocks, and took in a fantastic view from the top at lunch. It was a clear day and we could see all the way out to Wyoming’s Grand Tetons as well as much of the Salmon River Valley and westward mountains in Idaho. Check out the pictures section!
The plan went off without a hitch. OK, not quite. In fact, the plan went off with a whole ton of hitches..perhaps 15 or so total.
April and I have joked along the way that we also need to be very careful with our words when we’re hiking. The CDT does not like to be taunted. Nor does it like us to get too full of ourselves.
In a few minutes we’re taking the van down to the bakery so April can check out the production there and we’ll be helping Renee with some deliveries around town. We both really loved Helena. It’s a great town and we can’t wait to come back. We never expected to be here for more than buying groceries and now we’ve made some good friends over three days. Part of the journey I guess.
Forecasting the summer weather must be the easiest job in Montana. If I were in charge of the summer forecast, I’d write …
By now, I was hoping to be able to say that I had this thru-hiking thing down, and for a brief moment on the 29th of July, I honestly thought I did. But then came the next day. And the next day. And the day after that
The next afternoon we set out on what has been thus far our longest day of climbing on the trail. From the Donahue River (sp?) we had to ascend roughly 2,100ft up to the divide, drop down, then ascend maybe another 800ft or so to clear a pass.
She obliged and the man proceeded to prod the old horse with it. This was sufficient to get the horse moving and the man led the horse off the trail and down a small hill, returning April her prodder in the process.