Day 1: Miller Peak

I got a shuttle from Sierra Vista to Coronado National Monument and easily hitched up Montezuma Pass. Because the Arizona Trail begins at the border I hiked south 1.9 miles to Monument 102.

Yes that’s my hand. It was really bright, okay, and hard to see.

From there began my 3500 foot climb up Miller Peak and into the Miller Peak Wilderness Area. It went about as well as you’d expect for someone from the flatlands who hasn’t been able to move much due to ice.

So long story short I soon realized that I wouldn’t make it as far down Miller Peak as I’d like. At least I made it past the existing icy sheet of death.

It was on a stretch like this where a rock I stepped on gave way. The saturated soil slid down a fairly steep incline. And so did I.

I would like to point out that it’s been 3 years since I’ve slid uncontrollably down a mountain. If it happens only once every 3 years, I’m good with that. I scuffed up my hand, put a dent in my knee, crawled up, and kept going.

Bathtub Spring is only 8.1 miles from the border but it was a 10 mile day including the hike down to the terminus.

Yep. Aptly named.

I considered hiking farther that night with Moonie and Ponykeg but I was wiped and it was beginning to snow. By the time my tent was set up, it was dark but coming down white.

For the next 2 hours I tried to sleep but mostly watched in dismay as my tent got more and more buried.