Monday June 14, 2010
Camp 44: Rainbow Motel, South Fork,
Colorado
Camp 45: Alder/Palisades Trail
A
little catch up…after hiking out of Platoro we had a crazy series of hitches to
get to Highway 160. Because we were in
the middle of nowhere and far from the actual CDT we had no idea how or when we
would get back on track…but it’s all part of the journey! The first hitch was about 40 miles in the back
of a pick-up truck going entirely in the wrong direction. We hadn’t studied a map and didn’t realize it
at the time. The man dropped us off at
an intersection that was 12 miles from Monte Vista on a deserted old road with
no cars. Awesome. He assured us it got
busier and we wouldn’t have a hard time catching a ride…wrong. We walked a few miles in the warm desert
scrub and out of the snowy mountains. We
passed by a house where a man and woman are on their porch. I asked how far Monte Vista was and the man
says he’s heading that way (yes!) so we hopped in the back of his truck. He dropped us off at the intersection of Hwy
160 and a woman on her cell phone stopped to give us a lift in just a matter of
minutes; despite the warning from her mother in law on the other end of the
phone! She took us to Del Norte which is
where we luckily got another quick hitch into South Fork with a guy and his 5
year old son. The little boy told us their
life story on the way J I was shocked
at our hitching luck as it could have taken days to get to South Fork. We got a room at the Rainbow Motel and then
headed to the local “outfitter” to look for proper shoes for Eric. No luck, no shoes in South Fork,
Colorado. So we decided to stop at a bar
and have a few cold $1.75 PBR drafts before heading to the steakhouse next
door. These days, food comes way before
shower on the priority list, even if they choose to seat us in the closed
section of a restaurant! I’m pretty sure
we set a record on consumption with huge steaks, loaded baked potatoes and ice
cream to fill in the cracks. We slept like it was our job, grabbed coffee and a
burger AND a milkshake at the malt shop before heading out of town. I may be over my quota for red meat but I can’t
say I regret a single bite! We pieced together
some trails which, in theory, would take us to Creede. So here we are, creating our own adventure, our
own trail, our own hike. It has been a
beautiful, quiet walk today and it seems the storms are making their way out so
hopefully it will be nice and sunny tomorrow.
What a fun town stop and a crazy turn of events these past few
days.