Day 41

As type A girlies, we had already arranged for a trail angel to pick us up at the nearby highway and even arrived 15 minutes early. This punctuality took the angel by surprise, so we ended up joining her and her dog, Pia, for a morning walk. 


The angel dropped us off at IHOP for vegan chicken and waffles, a milkshake, and some French toast. Feeling very content, we meandered over to the post office to collect the boxes sent forward from Mormon Lake. Anna’s uncle, Eric, had even sent us a care package full of amazing snacks from Trader Joe’s. 


Flagstaff is big enough to have its own bus system! We hopped on the Red Line and headed downtown. Here, there was an abundance of outdoor stores; we felt like kids in a sweet/candy store without any money, as we couldn’t afford to make our packs any heavier. Anna did buy some extra sporks though as she’s somehow broken two already. 


We managed to find some shade in a park to make some calls, and then headed to a local sports tavern for some much needed vegetables.


We got the most out of our bus day pass, taking the Blue Line to a supermarket and the Orange Line through the suburbs near the trail. We pitched as soon as we hit the trail, exhausted from a full day in civilization.  The realization hit us that this is our last time heading back to the wilderness; our stop is our final stop!
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