One of every six wins.

Day OneOhTwo, September 27, 9 Miles
At Mile 2017, Poptart 754/1000
Numbers, lists, convenience, scrutiny.
What a day.

1. Quick four miles through Aspen coloured glory to our highway.
2. Cumbres Pass.
3. We left way too much alcohol for Pace, Coach and Whitefish. My flip-flopper friends who I shared NorMT with and have recently started seeing in towns again. This is where they end their crazy CDT thru-hike. Hope they found it in high spirits. I know Whitefish has a couple gaps to fill but congratulations guys. Managed to pull that sucka together.
4. IT TOOK THREE HOURS TO GET A RIDE INTO TOWN.
5. Our ride was awesome, just don't bring up politics. Two rifles under the seat. A norm in Second Amendment crazy USA, still creepy and ridiculous for this kiwi kid. On that note, one of the cars that passed us on the pass was sporting Texas plates reading: 2NDAM. Guns, guns, guns.
6. Best Aspens I've seen anywhere on the ride down and into Chama.
7. In a New Mexico town before the trail takes us here. Kind of like cheating but I'll make an exception for this wonderful town.
8. Ate at super friendly Fosters (not like the 'Australian' 'beer'.).
9. PO, library. Chama is the friendliest and most CDT aware town thus far. Joy.
10. Got offered a ride the two miles down to the supermarket. Without trying. Anti-hitch.
11. Met up with Hawkeye and Kombucha, resupply.
12. Got me some 12% Earthquake HGL for the border. Bad beer and Passion Pop's illegitimate child that one is.
13. While in the supermarket with Kombucha, a friendly local asks about the trail, proves to be welcoming and knowledgeable and offers us a beer at the High Country Restaurant. We were already going there. Turns out the man is Che (Shay? Chay?), the owner of said restaurant and all around CDT Trail Angel.
14. The High Country is probably the best restaurant on trail, for many reasons The food being the main one. Not to mention our witty, secretive waiter/barman of awesomeness.
15. Waiter/barman drops a card on our table as we finish eating. "Special Zed, Minion of the Night" and a phone number. Completely stone faced as he returns to the bar.
16. We are baffled and more than a little intrigued.
17. The bill follows. Our servers name was, apparently, Zed.
18. More intrigued...
19. Realise we need to get hitchin', it's getting dark.
20. Yeah, nothing, no surprise.
21. Lets try Zed?...
22. Zed does provide and soon enough Che is driving us back up to the pass. He also explains a little about Zed.
23. THANKS FOR EVERYTHING CHAMA.
24. The plan was to hike the four miles to the border, drink, and sleep right there.
25. Walking the train tracks (yeah, until last year it was the official trail) we took an extra dark and drunk infused mile-and-a-half loop that would have been saved by a 100m cross country jaunt.
26. We were very confused. It explained a lot though. Details.
27. NM/CO border is a cattle guard on a forest road. As Coach had told us, "That's all you need to know about New Mexico.".
28. Drank some amazingly horrid high gravity larger, lit 2000 candles and slept amongst the cowfilth. In New Mexico.
29. Final state!