Monthly Archives: September 2018

Colorado: A dream come true, threat of snow, and cold mornings.

What can I say? Colorado is stunning! I timed it perfectly with the leaves. The aspens have turned yellow, gold, and orange. Fall is upon me. As I rest up here in Salida, I an reflecting on my last month. I only have 866 miles to go and 33 days. On October 31st, I will be one of less than 400 people in the entire world to have completed the Triple Crown challenge.

The trail in Colorado is beautiful. Massive 14,000 foot peaks surrounded me, aspen leaves littered the trail like confetti, and pockets of turquoise lakes punctured the landscape.

Some highlights in Colorado were:

1. Hiking with my best friend from Grand Lake to Rollins Pass.

2. Hiking and spending time with one of three triple triple crowners. His name is Let It Be.

3. Seeing two bull moose close up.

4. Staying at 3 killer hostels.

5. Staring face to face with a mountain lion in the dark.

All of these things have made Colorado great!

I need to get booking though… I got snowed on climbing a pass and the nights and mornings are bone chilling cold. Winter is coming. I have to sleep with my filter to avoid it freezing. Once I reach New Mexico (Oct 4), I  can breathe easy.

Thank you so much for the support and I looking foreard to seeing many of you in a little more than a month.



Wyoming: Yellowstone, The Winds, and the Great Basin

Hey all,

What can I say? Wyoming is a great state. My favorite so far.  It kicked off with Yellowstone National Park. Not only was the trail easy, but I got to see Old Faithful erupt, I got to walk by several geyers and natural hot springs, and I even followed a llama for about 10 miles. It had escaped its owners and had been roaming around for about a week. I guess it wanted to be free to roam. I don’t blame it. I want the same thing in life. “I got no time for coolin’ heels I’ve got to roam”-Myles Kennedy, Year of the Tiger.

After passing through Yellowstone, I entered into the Teton-Bridger wilderness, in which I spooked a grizzly bear, and I also crossed parting of the waters which is where a creek forks in two and each tributary drains into two different oceans. Pretty damn cool. I rested in Dubois, WY in which I had the best smoked buffalo and spicky elk sausage I’ve ever had.  They even had it in an omelette. I ended up eating at that establishment four times.

After Dubois came the Wind River Range. I knew I had to push 30s to get to Lander on time. One minor drawback was the snowstorm I got caught in at 11,000 feet. I had to beat the snow off of my tent several times during the night to keep my tent from collaspsing. That day, it snowed, hailed, sleeted, and rained. Yes you heard that right. I was lucky to have escaped. I was actually excited to be in the Basin for I knew it would not snow.

After resting in Lander, I headed into the Great Basin. A giant wasteland of sage brush and dried up creeks, cow patties, and sand. Lots of sand. And cows. The entire four day stretch through the basin was on roads. I’m not kidding. Dirt and gravel roads. Which was fine with me. I’m quite fond of road walking because that means I can push big miles. Overall, from Dubois to Rawlins, I did 9, 30 mile days in a row. I’m beat.

I celebrated by taking a rest day in Rawlins, WY. I’m halfway done my solo trek of the CDT! 1,400 miles in. A couple of days to Colorado and the high country. Let’s keep the snow to a minimum please. I’d never thought I’d say that seeing as when I lived in Alaska, I prayed for snow so I could make the climbing more fun. The CDT is a whole different ball game.

Life is good. God is great. When life gives you limes, make a gin and tonic.

Happy Labor Day.

Jacob a.k.a. Fish