Yesterday was our longest day of hiking so far on the trip. We made it to camp around 830 after a huge climb. Then I spent the following hour typing about it on my cell phone. It's slow going. Today we made it all the way to Gila Hot Spring Campground. We hiked the final mile or so at about 700mph.
Back to the beginning of the day. Really big climb, ridge, really really big descent down to the Gila river. Most importantly - our feet stayed dry.
We were looking forward to the river all day (all week actually), so we plunged in as soon as we saw it. Little did we know that it would be the first of 40 river crossings, 15 long miles and hours of frustrating route finding. Would I do it again? No. Do I have to do it 100+ times tomorrow and the next day? Yes. On a positive note, the canyons and cliffs were beautiful.
After a quick dinner I cooked myself in the hot springs. A good finish to a frustrating day. I did track most of the river trip so you can see it.
Doc Campbell's and 10 new pounds of food to look forward to tomorrow.
BTW, I'll add a bunch of photos next town.
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