Monthly Archives: September 2018

Mission Accomplished. Made it to Canada, and ran into an old friend!

(September 19, 2018, Canada! Day 115 and 3000 miles)

Well, after 3000 miles and 115 days of hiking, I reached the Canadian border.

All smiles, I had time to dance a little jig.

And then the rain came down and it was time to move on.

Without a doubt, the hardest physical endeavor of my life. And worth every step.

After crossing the border I hitched up to Calgary where I had the pleasure of running into an old friend. A friend I had shared the road with through Sudan, the Central African Republic and Zaire back in the wild late 80s. And a friend who I hadn’t crossed paths with in the subsequent 30 years.

Catching up was the icing on the cake after hiking the CDT.

Below is the final installment of pictures and text. Thanks so much for following along and your support along the way. It meant a lot.

 

Bighorn sheep blockade on the trail. (Photo by Steven “Blast” Halteman)

Climbing out of a valley field with an inversion. (Photo by Steven “Blast” Halteman)

And descending into yet another inversion. (Photo by Steven “Blast” Halteman)

A climb for the future. (Photo by Steven “Blast” Halteman)

Had a Mexican standoff for a while with this guy on the trail. I was the first to yield. And I have a video to prove it. Check Facebook shortly and you will see for yourself! (Photo by Steven “Blast” Halteman)

Headed down from a pass in Glacier National Park. The CDT is visible in the foreground and to the right. (Photo by Steven “Blast” Halteman)

Fall near the Canadian border. (Photo by Steven “Blast” Halteman)

Made it! (Selfie by Steven “Blast” Halteman)

Official finishing point. (Photo by Steven “Blast” Halteman)

THE END! (Of the CDT)

Note from Admin: Knowing Steven “Blast,” he’ll be off on another adventure before his face thaws out.

 

 

 

 

 

Day 110 – Mile 2914 – Bad Ankles, Bears, and Dead Horses

(September 14, 2018, on the CDT Pushing Towards Canada)

Hello all. 100 miles to go. And the CDT is beginning to push back.

There’s a fire up ahead that has closed some of the trails.

The weather has turned cold and snow and rain are in the forecast.

But the biggest obstacle is my right ankle, that has decided it is no longer interested in hiking and swollen up. Thought about going to a doctor but I suspect the diagnosis would be an overuse injury. (Yeah uh huh.) Anyway, I’ve been practicing my one-legged hop and am certain Canada is still reachable.

Here is the latest batch of what caught my eye.

Not too much else to tell. Though I was attacked by a wild animal in my tent. I knew it was bound to happen. About 3 AM I felt something tugging on my feet. Sure it was something that was going to drag me out of my tent I grabbed my bear spray and headlamp to do battle. But the grizzly turned out to be a large toad who had wandered into the tent and was hopping around on my feet. I put the grabs on him and he or she promptly pissed all over my hand and sleeping bag. Which greatly increased the aggressiveness of their departure.

The only other story of note involved water preparation. I filled my bottle out of a creek, added water purification drops and then a little drink powder. Right before imbibing I noticed a 1-inch long sea dragon-looking creature swimming merrily around in my bottle. Apparently immune to water purification drops. After all that preparation there was no choice. The sea dragons death coming when they hit the straining barrier of my teeth. And that’s all from the trail. On to Canada.

A very recent fire. (Photo by Steven “Blast” Halteman)

The end of a typical day. Time to find a flat spot to pitch the tent. (Photo by Steven “Blast” Halteman)

 

Fall comes to a cemetery. (Photo by Steven “Blast” Halteman)

 

A lean back in my night kitchen. (Photo by Steven “Blast” Halteman)

 

Apparently the Bob Marshall wilderness is hell on horses. As there are dead ones all over the place. Grizzly bears claim the carcass and hang out gnawing on rotting flesh. And are quite perturbed should you pass nearby. (Photo by Steven “Blast” Halteman)

 

(Photo by Steven “Blast” Halteman)

 

(Photo by Steven “Blast” Halteman)

 

Found a hat on the trail and decided to try out food banditry. Waited for a few hours, but no one came along. Failed criminality is depressing. (Photo by Steven “Blast” Halteman)

 

The Chinese Wall in the Bob Marshall wilderness. The wall extends for something like 16 miles. (Photo by Steven “Blast” Halteman)

 

The sound of this happening must have rivaled thunder. (Photo by Steven “Blast” Halteman)

 

Physics-defying wildfire victim. (Photo by Steven “Blast” Halteman)

 

A history of northbound CDT hikers. (Photo by Steven “Blast” Halteman)

 

Getting ready to head up and over. (Photo by Steven “Blast” Halteman)

 

Grizzly bear poop. Couldn’t see any horse in it. (Photo by Steven “Blast” Halteman)

 

The merry-go-round tree phenomenon. For some reason, one in 1,000 trees grows like this. And always reminds me of a ride on a merry-go-round. (photo by Steven “Blast” Halteman)

 

This is Steve Halteman, Signing Off from the CDT – Canada here we come!

 

Lincoln, Montana – 300 miles to go

(September 6, 2018, Lincoln, Montana)

I can smell the border. 300 miles to go.

Body is getting grumpy but that is what Alleve is for toward the end.

Lots of fires ahead, but I’m getting quite good at sneaking around them.

With a little luck, I’ll kiss a Mapleleaf in a couple of weeks.

Fall comes to the pine forest. (Photo by Steven “Blast” Halteman)

History of a wildfire memorialized by the survivors. (Photo by Steven “Blast” Halteman)

 

My birthday gift on the day I turned 55. Stumbled upon a 100-year-old wooden railway trestle bridge being taken over by the forest. (Photo by Steven “Blast” Halteman)

 

The only remainder of Anaconda, Montana’s famous smelter. The brick masonry smokestack is taller than the Washington monument. At its rim, it is wide enough and strong enough for a Cadillac to complete a circumference. (Photo by Steven “Blast” Halteman)

 

My favorite bar in Anaconda. Took my first day off since leaving Rawlins, Wyoming on August 1 in Anaconda. The plan was to relax and relax some more. But my room was over another bar and it was karaoke night. Nothing to do but sing-along from my bed until 4 AM. (Photo by Steven “Blast” Halteman)

 

Laundry after four days on the trail. (Photo by Steven “Blast” Halteman)

 

9 PM bath for a moose. Both of us avoiding a fire up on the ridge. (Photo by Steven “Blast” Halteman)

 

What happened when the fish crossed the road? (Photo by Steven “Blast” Halteman)

 

An incredibly labor-intensive fence that tracked the CDT for miles. (Photo by Steven “Blast” Halteman)

 

Getting ready to hike into an inversion, (Photo by Steven “Blast” Halteman)

 

Bone directions to a spring. (Photo by Steven “Blast” Halteman)

 

Steven “Blast” Halteman, signing off from the CDT!