We started the day by dropping from the hut into the Dry Creek Basin, which wasn’t exactly dry. We followed the soft and muddy tread for several miles before popping out onto a more “maintained” road. That road took us to Highway 141. Taking a right would have taken us into Basin, which as far as we could tell was barely a town, but there were reports of a general store where you could get a grilled cheese sandwich. Sounded tempting, but we chose to take a left and continue moving toward our destination.
After several miles of pavement, we hung a right onto another gravel road that ran through gas company property. And after several miles of that, we finally peeled off onto the only singletrack of the day. It was short, but an interesting terrain to say the least. It was also when we started feeling the first signs of desert heat.
Later in the day, we encountered yet another storm. We had heard that the last stretch of the day could get pretty nasty in the rain, and they were right. It’s all part of the adventure though. We finished the day following old mining roads to the Wedding Bell hut, which sat high above the Dolores River canyon amidst the remnants of past mining activity. It also offered outstanding views and a perfect spot from which to watch the sunset.