Arizona Trail – Day 16 (13 miles)

Arizona Trail – Day 16 (13 miles)

I had a short stroll to the highway and my resupply. The trail plunged from the high Mazatzal Mountains down to the lowest point of the trail so far. Here I walked among the cactuses and cows.

At one point I was playing a game of “tag” with a cow. I was walking along at a steady pace and the cow would get scared and run ahead out of view until I caught up and it would run off again, never leaving the trail. This continued for a solid 10-15 minutes before the trail split and the cow chose the other option.
I was only an hour from the highway and could not be bothered getting water, even though I was completely dry and a little thirsty.

I got to the highway, it was bigger than I expected. I thought to myself that it might be a hard hitch as cars flew past me. I stuck out my thumb trying to get a 32-mile lift to Payson. There were so many cars and holding out my arm constantly for 20 minutes fatigued it and I started to feel the burn in my shoulder – I am getting so weak!

Not long after this, a truck swerved across a lane of traffic to pick me up. He was an interesting guy and we talked about the 30-minute ride into town. When we got to Payson he shouted my lunch. What a hitch!

I then collected my new @thunderboltsportswear wool shirt. My sunglasses got scratched, along with tears to all my clothing and pack from the bush bashing required to get through the Escalante River a few hundred miles back.
I saw @cakehikes, who also hiked the PCT this year, was hiking in the area and sent him a message to see if he was still around and if he wanted. We ended up hitting up a brewery and spent the afternoon reminiscing about snowing Sierra stories.

I had a short stroll to the highway and my resupply. The trail plunged from the high Mazatzal Mountains down to the lowest point of the trail so far. Here I walked among the cactuses and cows.

At one point I was playing a game of “tag” with a cow. I was walking along at a steady pace and the cow would get scared and run ahead out of view until I caught up and it would run off again, never leaving the trail. This continued for a solid 10-15 minutes before the trail split and the cow chose the other option.
I was only an hour from the highway and could not be bothered getting water, even though I was completely dry and a little thirsty.

I got to the highway, it was bigger than I expected. I thought to myself that it might be a hard hitch as cars flew past me. I stuck out my thumb trying to get a 32-mile lift to Payson. There were so many cars and holding out my arm constantly for 20 minutes fatigued it and I started to feel the burn in my shoulder – I am getting so weak!

Not long after this, a truck swerved across a lane of traffic to pick me up. He was an interesting guy and we talked about the 30-minute ride into town. When we got to Payson he shouted my lunch. What a hitch!

I then collected my new @thunderboltsportswear wool shirt. My sunglasses got scratched, along with tears to all my clothing and pack from the bush bashing required to get through the Escalante River a few hundred miles back.
I saw @cakehikes, who also hiked the PCT this year, was hiking in the area and sent him a message to see if he was still around and if he wanted. We ended up hitting up a brewery and spent the afternoon reminiscing about snowing Sierra stories.

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