Beep. Beep. Beep.
TWO days before we start the trail!!!
Today was a busy day, and the excitement for getting out on trail in a few days was enough for me to pull on my down jacket and get out of my sleeping bag.
The great rock, paper, scissors battle.
Now for those that followed along from the last post, Devan and I had just arrived at our campsite in Denver with our horses after spending approximately 30 hours traveling with very little sleep.
BUT someone had to drive from Denver to Durango and back in order to get the trailer parked in that there so it to be there when we completed the ride. I didn’t want to drive. Neither did Devan. So rock,paper scissors it was.
Thanks to pure luck… I won! I was thrilled not to be driving for another 12+ hour day.
Devan left with the truck and empty trailer to meet up with Ragan and our trail parent, Tracy, to drive 2 rigs down to Durango.
Thinking I had the easy side of the deal was wrong… Oh! I thought it would have been easier, but something was bound to happen and it did.
The day started off great! All of the horses tied perfect on the high lined overnight. It was a beautiful cool morning. A nice change from the Texas heat.
Lissa and I were the only ones in camp. Our job was to care for all the horses and start working through our gear and food.
Planning and logistics were everything for this trip. We had to plan out our resupply so we knew 1) where we were meeting next and 2) how much food we needed to carry. For our first days out, we planned a resupply on the 3rd morning. We would then pack up for 5 days before our next resupply on day 8.
All was good…. until it happened. Someone finally noticed that there were horses in the wrong campground.
Ugh. Let’s just fast forward about 3 hours after we finished moving all 7 horses and 30 days of gear and food for 5 riders…
Thankfully,Annie showed up and was able to help us move!
We tucked in all the horses in their corrals, and then drove back toward town to get a cellphone signal and check on everything and everyone. Phone service is not that great for most of the trail.
Tomorrow we would finish up packing.
Wake up early to an even cooler morning! After feeding the horses, we decided to go into town to eat our last “real breakfast” before our instant oatmeal diet! Breakfast was so worth it. Eating breakfast was one of the only things I mentioned daily on trail. That and missing my jiu jitsu. I craved every single breakfast item you could think of!
Devan and Ragan were back at the campsite when we got back, and we continued to prep and pack. Each ounce counts when carrying it on trail, so we each took time to go over all of our individual and group items and cut out any unnecessary items.
We decided to head over to the official starting point of the Colorado Trail – the Waterton Canyon Trailhead to get a group picture before we started in the morning! It was great to be able to get to the official start. We would be starting at an alternate trail with the horses – the Indian Creek Trail – and meeting up with the trail a few miles in.