Utah to WY, July 5.

July 5, 2017

I slept HARD! another late start for the day as we didn’t leave camp until 10am. This left is with 6 or so miles to get done quickly… I no longer can move quickly.

Light rain rolled in as the trail closer and closer to the parking lot started to look like an actual trail. Not that I am critical, but trails are important. A well marked trail prevents me from getting lost, prevents rutting, keeps us out of the mud (if they build bridges and place rocks) and I think any one of those should be motivation to maintain the trail. Someone please remind me to start writing our senators for a solution haha.

Okay, so I move slow and didn’t get to my truck until late, but we also decided not to go to the San Juan’s in Colorado, but to drive 4 hours north to Jackson, WY because, well, we were supposed to start there.

Jackson was crowded with people! I don’t know if it had anything to do with 4th of July or if this is normal, but dang! Restaurants were full and staff was slow! A bad combination if you ask me. Also, with how busy it was, everywhere we called was full or didn’t answer. Luckily, 1 block into our drive we found a little cabin motel for $150. Sure beats wandering the forest looking for flat spots to camp at.

Anyways, I am sorry I can’t do pictures here, but life is tough sometimes.

King’s Peak, UT, July 4 – Day 4

July 4, 2017

I can’t say technology and I are getting along, so text only for right now.

Merry independence day to all! It got very cold last night, but i do not see any frost as I sit here enjoying my new sleeping bag. Here’s a quick product plug.
REI has a slew of sleeping bags with very competitive and comparable stats. Their best bag is also the more expensive bag by quite a bit. Seeing as I am still recovering from being unemployed and trying to save up for a down payment on a house, I wanted to make sure I purchased a very appropriate yet cost effective sleeping bag. Many details are lost to me as I lay here, but it is rated for 25 degrees F, meaning us it comfortable at 35. I wore no thermals to bed, but I did add layers around 4am. It is chilly now, so I dare not leave this warm mummy bag!

Since the sun is now up, it is time to get moving up this mountain!

The trail is very worn and unmaintained. Early sections of the have 4 rutted trails with multiple others already sinking, but then when the trails start to really climb, it ceases to exist. We had a strenuous few times where either boulder fields or extensive swamps kept us from keeping anywhere near what we thought the trail was. To make matters worse for me, I couldn’t stop coughing or keep my nose dry. Even with those problems, we kept on. We hit the summit late, around 3 pm. Where I was please to see I had cell service. So I posted a few things, called my mother and passed my phone to Ryan so he could call home too. The long scramble down was slow and our energy at an end, we hit camp at dark and went straight to bed.

Utah, July 3 – Day 3

July 3, 2017

Yesterdays rain, the groups canceled flight, and one heck of a small town visit was in no way a valid prep day for today. Since I did not know when Ryan and Ben’s flight was to come in, I approached today like I do any other solo camping day. I made breakfast, a ton of coffee and read my book. I am currently reading The History of Dunkirk. I can’t say the author is amazing, but the approach was to explain the history behind the motion picture Dunkirk which is fine, but it isn’t my style of reading.

Sometime around 11 or noon I decided to clean up and take a nap, but right as I laid down, everyone arrived. Ben and Ryan brought their friends Owen and Andy along for the hike to Utah’s highest peak, King’s Peak. With the late start, we opted to camp on the trail near some water and this spot was spectacular!

Surrounded by the Utah red rocks accented by still melting snow, we hardly noticed the swarms of mosquitos ravaging any exposed skin we had… okay,, so very very noticeable. The site was well worth it and I got a picture of my feet hanging out my tent door. I am one happy camper.

My cold and cough is clearing, so I am glad we didn’t do the Tetons crest and that I had an additional day of fresh air before hiking the mountains. Even tonight, I can tell I am not 100%. Fresh air and the mountains are healing, but I will still take some meds to aid in my recovery.

I hope my tracker and my “all is well” button are still functioning as we head into tomorrow. The hike to the top is going to be about 6 or 7 miles with a vertical gain of about 3000 feet. Wish me luck!

And now, Utah – day 2

So I am having media difficulties between WordPress and my Samsung phone, so here are some pictures while I wait for my delayed friends. Oh and it rained so two naps in and I am still in a good mood somehow!

 

 

Wow, technology and my cell plus me equals not so good times… More on this later, adios!

Grand Tetons… Oops, what? Day 1

Saturday July 1

Pack’em up and head on out! I hit the road pretty early in the morning and felt pretty good that I didn’t leave anything behind. While early in my drive, I get a text from Ryan. The Tetons are still covered in snow.


Satellite Image from a couple days ago.

Seeing how the group would rather not go winter camping and hiking across Antarctica, we opted for plan B, Kings Peak in Utah. Thankfully I was still in track to get to the trailhead, so off I drove. Now, while I am disappointed that we didnt attempt the Tetons Crest Trail, it is probably for the better. I caught a nasty head/chest cold and my cough could wake the dead. This shorter drive to Henry’s Fork Trailhead would allow me to rest up and heal. Also, I like road trips, I always see neat things

Like a flowerbed convertible.

Hey, an adventure is an adventure. Plus finding a nice diner is always a plus.

Lunch at this diner was particularly good. The staff had a look if aged focus that you do not see at a Waffle house. This could have meant they were there because they cannot find a job anywhere so they settled at an eatery… I will never know. They smiled, kept my coffee filled and hot, and didn’t interrupt me as I read my wall street journal.

Something I really enjoyed about a diner such as this, is the fact that the ham steak is actually flavorful and thick!

Hand sliced as one side was a quarter inch thick and gradually found its way to a half inch. The freshly made biscuits and gravy was pillow goodness for my taste buds. I was one happy lunchtime traveler. I can’t say I am quite the foodie my last girlfriend was, but I definitely learned how to appreciate well made food. I still don’t use pepper or salt, so perhaps I am not quite there.
Anyways, great food while on the road, I won’t complain.

Driving on,  meant going on gravel road to find, what I thought, was a secluded trailhead. Thirty mile stretches of car-free roads was a welcome sight to my now Denver familiar traffic, where 18 miles can take me 30 to 50 minutes to traverse in my not-so-friendly-to-cities truck.

With beautiful skies and beautiful greens, I continue to enjoy my drive.

I find a beautiful contrast of lighting as I drive down my dusty road.

 

A sample of my dusty road.

With no gas station in sight, I continue to drive into the wilderness. My heart filled with excitement for this new area of the world.

I arrive at my destination, setup my hammock and enjoy life

 

Can you tell I love camping? Even if this is an established camping site and my truck is right behind me, this still counts in my book.

Grand Tetons prep – day 0

Hello everyone! I am sorry my Peru entries suddenly stopped. Had some motivation issue, but i hope the 8 people that looked at it enjoyed themselves.

It has been a bit of a hiking pause in my travels too. Since finishing the Colorado Trail, I just haven’t done anything. But on one fateful day, I was contacted by Ben and Ryan. I met these two on the Colorado Trail and have been staying in somewhat contact for two years. They offered a chance to join them for a hike on the Grand Tetons crest trail! So obviously I said yes!

A problem I ran into is in my work history. On December 23, cncc and I ended my CFO contract. I was unemployed for 3 months (a couple weeks of which I spent in Peru). In April, I had a sudden opportunity and in a couple days, I became the interim director of facilities for Pueblo community college. THEN a guy I worked with in the past, Gary, asked me to apply to the community college of Aurora’s director of facilities. I was offered both jobs at the same time… And chose CCA. But, I made sure CCA would let me go on this trip. So, gear prep!

All of my gear in one picture

I consolidated to this

Soon this will become just a bag

So, stay tuned! Tomorrow I drive and Sunday I hike!!

Day 10 – Islas Flotante Los Uros

A little late is fine, right?

Welcoming committee for the islands

Yesterday, January 9, I went to the floating islands of Uros. An interesting experience! The islands are built in the shallows of Lake Titicaca using the totoro reeds as their building materials.  

A few Uru collecting Totoro reeds

Totoro reeds look somewhat like an onion garden but instead of a hollow stalk like a green onion, the inside of the totoro is sponge filled.

Looking inside a Totoro

The Uru people continually add layer after layer on the ground of their floating islands. By doing this, they create a top, “squshy” layer about a meter thick, but the reed decomposes quickly and rots from the bottom. This requires the Uru to continually work to maintain their islands. 
Under the squshy layer is a 2 meter thick “platform layer” that is buoyant as well.

Presenter discussing the construction of the islands.

The main ground here sinks about 2 inches when walked on and is quite wet, because of this, family homes and seperate cooking huts are constructed on a thicker layer of reeds.

The rectangle shaped homes are also made of the same reed and houses a family of 4.  The buildings last about a year before needing to be fixed or replaced.  Almost every home has solar powered lights, and maybe nothing else was electric. At least nothing I could see.

Hidden solar panel

The cone shaped huts are the more traditional style houses, but now the design is their kitchen.

A local mother cooking lunch

Boats traditionally were made of reeds as well, but typically they are used for show and tourism these days. Only S/.8 for the “Mercedes Benz ” ride to the next island…

As the neighboring city of Puno grew, the designs on the islands changed.  The Uru started making archways and other alterations. 

I understand the archway…

After adding another layer of sunburn, it was time to call it a day. I spent S/.10 for the ferry, S/.5 for some piece of paper that wasn’t needed and S/.40 on souvenirs. What a great day!

Day 9 – The Rains of Puno

Water is life.

Puno’s high altitude is quite something. Even with Colorado Springs being about a mile above sea level, the extra 6,000 feet closer to the sun leads to quick sun burns, crazy temperature swings, and altitude sickness.  That means headaches and deep red farmers tans.  Today turned out to be a  planning, talking, shopping, and napping day. Summer was exciting to watch as she bartered a native Andean blanket and Alpaca scarf down in price. 

Most things are cheaper here, but I swear that every vendor’s initial price is overly high.  Oh well.

While walking the edge of Titicaca, I couldn’t help but noticing a number of things about the buildings.  Much like Machu Picchu ruins showing signs of continual growth and expansions, buildings in the cities and towns never seem complete. Many buildings have exposed rebar in their vertices columns as if they plan on building another level.

“How many floors? Well, let’s leave some extra, just incase” – Peruvian brick building architect probably.

Buildings might be complete, but the neighboring buildings still need work.

Yes, the brick one in the middle is held up with sticks

This isn’t just in the cities, countryside buildings too

I could go on about the various architectural differences I’ve seen, but that would be a novel. All I can say is that I love to travel! 

The view from my window right now

Day 8 – The Road to Puno

I don’t know know Puno, but I’ve heard of Lake Titicaca.

Our stay in San Blas was short, but it was a good one.

Dang what a colorful lobby!

 Slept the whole night with no issues and that was huge considering the AM departure on the Cruz del Sur bus line.  This was an awesome bus by the way.

Top of the double decker bus. More amenities than an American Airline!

The bus line was better than most flights, but the lunch was comical! A small bun, no toppings or condiments, and just one slab of lunch meat. The drink was okay, peach or something, followed by tea.  
Watching movies and playing games was tough as this double decker bus swayed back and forth a lot, but using the bathroom was an inappropriate comedic event. Don’t worry, I didn’t make a mess.

Arriving to Puno was just fine, but dang this elevation! Puno sits at 12,556 feet above sea level and has 149,064 people living at the edge of Lake Titicaca.

Tonight is the last night of Adoration de Reyes Magos.  On the 12th day after the birth of Jesus, and for three days and nights, the nation celebrates the coming of the wise men to baby Jesus.   Here there are no masked dancers, but lots and lots of different villages have sent musicians and dancers to the streets of Puno.  Colorful dresses and rythmic… and repetarive, music all afternoon and into the night.  

One of many many colorful dancers

I wish video would upload a little better on this app.  I will get onto Facebook append upload videos of the parade when I can.
I know this, the country has good food

Yummy dinner

good drinks

I forgot the name of this local energy drink

and great sights

Cathedral from the mid 1700s
Peruvian Patriot

Day 7 – A little slow

Traveling can be very fun when you find new friends!

During the random mini parades this morning, Summer and I had a nice and safe breakfast in the beautiful summer sun.  We both are feeling better and once our laundry was done we were ready.

The festival had a few things mixed up as far as transportation goes.  Roads were blocked and not many busses were running, but with the help of a soon-to-be new friend, Lou, we got a S/1 bus trip to Urubamba  (I need to check the spelling) then a S/6 bus to Cusco. Lou was even kind enough to pay for our taxi to the hostel she was staying at! Each ride had laughs and stories.  I wish I was better at Spanish, but I could tell Summer really enjoyed herself.  

I had an opportunity to sit next to a Venezuelan lady and her baby who fled Venezuela because of how bad it is there.  Her descriptions of what the crazy leader is doing and the shortages was *absolutely*  nuts.  I’m glad her family is safe in Perú.

So clean after the rain

The San Blas area is really night. Cleaner walls and streets makes for a more welcoming feel.  This hostel is priced pretty well as S/.100 a night. 

The most colorful lobby here at the hostel

Lou parted ways at lunch while we walked to the bus station for our tickets to our next stop, Puno. Puno will be our launching point to visit Lake Titicaca. I want to attempt a trip to Copacabana but there is rumor of how unsafe that might be. I will have to visit another time
The lunchtime walk to the bus station crossed a few sights.

A quick selfie

Some are decently random while others have local importance and a full story, somewhere…

“Over there? Hugs?” – This guy probably

We are now ready for our long bus trip to Puno.  Send us some sunny skies!