CDT Days 46-49: Garfield To Twin Lakes

Day 46: Garfield A Tincup Pass RD, 18 miles; 4,250 feet rise, 2,700 feet

The path was soft, bright and beautiful to Chalk Creek Pass. It was a charming entrance door to the university peaks and the variety of fourteen thousand peaks. In a short time I was heading towards the Alpine tunnel path, which turned out to follow the old Pacific Railway. Although the tunnel had collapsed since he had collapsed (unfortunate, since he wanted to take refuge from the ray storm inside him), the road of the wooden boards remained.

Upon arriving at the tunnel now, Tincup passes around 1:30 pm, the hail began to hit me and thunder thunder around it. I quickly descended under the path to the trees, installing the camp in a flat area that felt less threatened by dead trees. I am surprised that many Colorado backpacks curtinate themselves in vast widows. Although it is not ideal, I prefer to have wind than to wake up with a tree that falls on me.

After taking a pair of a nap, the sun came out maximum and I was on its way, rolling along the crest before descending again to the camp. Above, I could now see that I had snowed on me, the peaks and green meadows scattered white. Arriving to the dirt road in the alternative division of Mirror Lake (which I have heard is a 4WD vehicle nightmare), there were some trail trail hikers scattered, all below dozens of risk trees. The sun still shone, so I took the time to make a little sun yoga on the warm road, looking towards the miraculous gray peaks while folding and stretched. The extra time of the nap and yoga made me feel much more renewed than I expected to address so much change of elevation, and I was excited to move on.

Day 47: Tincup Pass Rd a Cottonwood Pass, 16 miles; 4,400 feet rise, 3,400 feet

Surrounded by sincere wild flowers of all colors, I hurried towards Cottonwood Pass and the road, eager to reach the hot springs along the road.

There was a great climb outside the camp, and then many climbs of approximately 1,000 feet shorter inside and outside the green valleys while the path remained high, about 12,000 feet.

Hydrating by a stream, looking at the final climb before the path was mainly a descent to the road, I began to lose energy. This change of great elevation, while so high is not a joke, and definitely drains you faster.

I delighted with the rich colors of Cottonwood Pass, I could see the bustling path with car travelers below. It took me about half an hour with the thumb next to the parking lot before a large family of 10 people there for its annual colored meeting offered me water and a trip. Already overcoming my water and standing under the beating sun, I was extremely grateful. We talked about the fish they captured and the cabin in which they generally stayed, and before realizing, we had reached the springs.

What a pleasure, not to go to the city (Buena Vista), and remain among the quiet mountain landscapes, not to mention the hot springs! Among his loan suit container, his kitchen full of fried foods and his hostel room was quite ecstatic.

Day 48: Cottonwood Pass to Halfway Up Hope Pass, 25 miles; 4,400 feet rise, 3,400 feet

The morning began with my first real registration crossing on the path!

It was quite moody all day, and I barely went on Lake Ann Pass before the weather really got. Reach mile 24 and the Junction To Hope pass, I made the decision to drag me for the 1.5 miles and 1,200 feet more or less to the camp in the Aspens. The vegetation was thick and the air was bustling, and I told every tenth of a mile as I advanced, trying to concentrate on my audiobook and not how my legs were shot. I launched through my store, throwing it quickly and jumping inside just when the skies opened and the rain began to pour most of the night.

Day 49: Hope passes to Twin Lakes, 7.5 miles; 1,300 feet rise, 3,400 feet

While the weather continued in the morning, I quickly swept Hope Pass, stopping to see an rainbow on the Alpine lake there. It was now July 4 and dozens of day hikers and paths of trails boiled along the path. I forged the cold river and to the river to the small town of the twin lakes, ready for the city’s food and to meet the other CDT hikers that I heard that I had finally reached.

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