The dust kicked up by the shuttle leaving didn’t just settle it seemed to dissolve into the shimmering heat of the New Mexico Bootheel. The group that came with me walked up to the little awning around the southern terminus.
I walked a few steps to the terminus of the Continental Divide Trail and rested my hand on the stone obelisk. Even though it was still morning It felt hot, a sharp reminder that the “idea” of this hike was officially dead. …
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