Day 39

At this point in the AZT, the trail branches in two - an urban route through Flagstaff, and a scenic route around. These reconnect at around mile 600. With all our food gone, we took the urban route into the edge of town to stock up on supplies before heading back and taking the scenic route. 


We hiked for a baby 5 miles in the morning, taking us into the industrial district of Flagstaff - a stark contrast from the pine forest from which we had emerged. Naturally we headed straight to Denny’s (an outdated American breakfast chain) for a quintessential diner experience; an impatient waitress, a hearty milkshake, giant pancakes, etc. 


Our next stop was Goodwill (a thrift store) to prep Lucy for some cold nights. She came away with non-holey gloves and some sexy fluffy sheep print pyjamas. Noice. This really is thru-hiker-nighttime fashion at its finest. 


Our food shop was the next task - but as we only need food for less than 48 hours, efficiency went out of the window. We came away with the most random collection of items (a jar of Nutella, a pot of cream cheese, cupcakes, fresh fruit, and the list goes on). We couldn’t stop laughing at ourselves and the seriousness of our hiking, as our small food carry weighed the same as almost a weeks. 


As a storm hit, we fled to the close Taco Bell to take shelter. Here we discovered the beauty of this underrated chain - $2 tasty burritos people! Happy, satisfied and dry, we headed 5miles back to the split off point of the morning and made pitch not far from the night before. Lucy is feeling nice and warm in her new get up, hoping it stays that way through the night!
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