100 miles of the Colorado path

We leave it with a very painful ankle. That night, I went to bed listening to the Yip coyotes in the meadow around me. Between that and how much my body hurt, it was not a night sleep night. The service happened to me in that area, and you can bet that I looked on Google what to do if a coyote approached my tent at night. Fortunately I didn’t need that knowledge.

I woke up the next morning feeling quite insecure. I decided to take it easy and see how the day was. If it was reduced, it would hook myself from the next possible place, or when I arrived in Frisco. Fortunately, I didn’t end up needing it. Maybe it was the unique dose of vitamin I, but my ankle felt good enough to cover another more than 15 miles that day.

Magic of trails from the beginning!

However, let’s go a little before camping. More magic of trails! A bit. The Pitufo is like the magic of permanent paths for CT hikers. He is a host of the camp and does the most absolute for us, even sometimes cooking breakfast or dinner! I did not stay for that, but I was very grateful for the water filling, the apple and the soft drinks.

The next morning I kept it pleasant and easy. It was another beautiful morning. I met a couple of runners from the beginning to see several times that day. I filled my water in a stream and climbed the hill. I needed to get to Georgia Pass.

THE WALK FOR GEORGIA PASS

Later that morning, I stopped for sale all my team (this is important later). My store and sleeping bag had moistened at night, so I wanted to dry them. I had breakfast, rest my feet and then packed everything. Finally I climbed the mountain to Georgia Pass, the highest elevation so far! The views at the top were absolutely beautiful, of course, I had to take a moment to immerse everything.

On the other side of Georgia Pass, the CT connects with the CDT to run together through Colorado. Also on the other side there was a professional career Takinf place. My luck was still and I only met the last cyclists. It was easy to avoid getting out of the pass. I made a camp along a low point before the last one climbed to Frisco, where he had many deer friends to get company.

Camp problems and the final thrust to the city

Preparing for the night, I realized that I dropped my load cables in my garden sale. After panic moments that my drums could not get to Frisco, I decided to walk along the way to see if I could find other campists. I found a couple cooking from their truck, and saved the day! I could load my phone enough to take me to the city.

The next morning was the final thrust to Frisco, a shower and a bed. I was lucky to lose once again the bicycle race. However, I could see Fox! Finally, I was able to cross the 100 mile brand and take the bus in the city.

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