The Arizona Trail Day 27: Who Doesn’t

Saturday, April 13, 2013 – 21 km

The air was still and hot today. The Gila River is respectable in size but always separated from the trail by either distance or a fence, so there were no opportunities to jump into its brown water. After winding alongside for awhile, the AZT passed through a basin, turned away and began a high traverse along a canyon.

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Cross-section of a saguaro cactus

Many scenic camping opportunities were available as long as you like waterless, rocky and windy – and who doesn’t? I was trying to be a disciplined thru-hiker today though, so I steeled my will and refused to let myself camp at 2:00 PM.

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Around mile 15, someone had left a huge water cache of which ~40 litres were left. The jugs were tied together with twine, preventing empties from blowing away. After replenishing my water supply, I wrote a note of thanks from thru-hikers on one of the jugs. Then I considered writing a longer message. Then I considered covering every inch of the jugs with writing to creep people out. Then I realized that whoever had left the cache would not be impressed with that use of my time, and that I was procrastinating setting out because my pack was heavier again, so grudgingly I left.

The trail followed a ridge with stunning views. I saw a miniature tunnel that I think I could have fit through, but no one was around to give me $5 if I did. Around 4:00 PM I came across the most amazing campsite, and I wanted to camp there so much… I’m still disappointed that I didn’t. I found another nice spot later on, but that 4:00 PM one was truly epic.

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