Radar, a Volunteer for the CDTC, gave Peace and I a ride down to the Mexican border. We peeled out of Lordsburg at the butt crack of aweful. That's a lie, we didn't peel out, we first had to drive around the hotel parking lot a couple times to figure out what the deep hard clunking sound was. We ended our diagnosis as it went away when we drove faster.
We stopped Ina ghost town to fill up some water jugs that we would cache on the way down. Not a lot of water in the desert, as you may imagine.
There are three starting points for the CDT, the most popular, and hardest to get to, is the Crazy Cook Momument, named after this hunk of concrete.
Hooligans like to knock this obelisk over. Radar, with the help of some strong body's and instant concrete remedied that.
The first blaze of the CDT. These are sprinkled about the first 90 or so miles of BLM land making the trail less of a hike and more of a scavenger hunt.
The motto of the CDT is "embrace the brutality." Two hours into my hike I was surrounded by thunder storms reciting this as I was pelted by pea sized hail.
It didn't sour my spirits — I had GORTEX.
Not a bad start.