I woke up early in the bottom of Courthouse Wash and sleepily packed my things to the sound of bird calls. I was faster, flowing between objects and stuff sacks and it took almost no time to have the entire package tidy on my back. I left camp a little before seven and walked the last fifteen minutes of Courthouse Wash to where it meets the highway. From there a scant few miles of a bike path took me right into town. I stopped at a cafe for breakfast, took care of some blogging, and then went to the Post Office to pick up a new backpack. I decided to switch to a larger and more durable backpack for this trip when I packed my bag before the first day and admitted to myself that I was feeling some anxiety about the capacity of my beloved pack. I still love you pack. I’ll come back to you. But for now I will go with something that carry more weight and volume, a boon on the legs ahead where resupply stops and water are both scarce.
After making the switches the new pack and grieving the old before mailing it home, I did my resupply shopping and yet again have too much food (by the way, I had too much food last time too). I can’t seem to shop for myself right now and am lugging around generous amounts. This list is what I currently have in my backpack.
2 Mac n cheese
1 bag quinoa (2 servings)
2 tuna packets
Giant bag of trail mix
Bag of prunes
4 pb packets
2 boxes Mary’s gone crackers
6.5 oz bag sesame trail mix
Instant refried beans (8.75 oz)
Largish bag of peanut m&ms and Reese’s pieces mix
1/2 bag uncle eddies cookies
Bag of Fritos
Bag of Poppycock
Since the next section is only four days away, I have a ridiculous, astonishing amount of food. But I won’t go hungry (and I get to eat poppycock).
After Erin and I had both finished our town chores, we left Moab behind on a brief roadwalk along the Colorado River and then a beautiful mountain bike trail winding high above the river on a canyon wall. We are well poised to push into the next section from a high camp, where, though it’s supposed to be below freezing tonight, I’m sure the stars will be amazing.
The next section heads towards Canyonlands National Park, where I’ll stop by Needles Outpost to resupply before heading through the park, and then over to Hite Marina on Lake Powell six days later, and finally to Hanksville a few days after that. The next 12 days aren’t likely to have cell service, not until I get to Hanksville. I’ll post an update if I can before then, but don’t worry if you don’t hear from me in the next 12 to 15 days.