Day 24: One Last Piece of Pie

We woke up in the Toaster House just in time to catch a glimpse of red bursting from the clouds on the horizon. From the 'penthouse's' East facing window, we could see a small, but vibrant frame of the sun rise.  Laying there in our sleeping bags we wrestled with the idea of leaving Pie Town, but with weather moving in we figured it would be better to get back on trail. We packed up our bags, and we headed to have one last breakfast and one final piece of pie before hitting the road.



For hikers, it is more like 85, if not more. 

For hikers, it is more like 85, if not more. 

Back on trail, we were walking a dirt farm road away from town. We had fifteen miles to John and Anzi's ranch where we could fill up on water and even stay the night. A couple miles in dark clouds creeped up behind us, and for the rest of the day we would experience patches of high winds, which caused the dirt and sand to kick up and blast our legs, and cold, sideways rain. However, just when the rain would pick up enough for us to finally stop and pull out our rain jackets the rain would stop and the wind would die down. Several minutes later another large cloud would move overhead and bring the same winds and rain. The land was flat so we could see miles in all directions. We could see rain about half a mile to our right, and once the weather passed over us, we could watch it for miles.



As we got closer to the Thomas' Ranch, Cruise Control caught up to us. We walked a little with him and talked about fly fishing and hiking before he motored on past and up the road.




We came around a curve in the road and up over a hill when we saw an American Flag waving in the wind. There was an old log cabin right off of the road and a mailbox with the name 'Thomas' written on the side. Leaving the road, we headed up their driveway. From the outside of the pole barn, we heard John's voice, and we knew we were in the right place.

Knocking on the door, we were greeted by Thor and Cruise. We sat our bags down and took a seat, as John continued his story.


An amazing human art is the art of storytelling. Even if the details, plot, or characters are not the most important part, the underlining theme could be what gets past on as the stories are shared. John's theme is that of connectedness. Through multiple stories in his life, this theme is commonly expressed. In complete awe of how small this big world is, he shared stories of friends, family, and people he met and how they came up in other facets of his life. Everyone is connected. Through hearing John's stories, we learned about how rich in these beautiful instances of connection his life is, and what a life he has lived so far. 


As the stories began to settle down, they let us cook our dinners in their kitchen. That night they allowed us to stay in one of their old RV's. Before we headed to bed, we said our good-byes and profusely thanked them. 


To John and Anzi, thank you so much for spending the time and sharing stories of your lives with us. We wish you good health and happiness, until we meet again! 



Garbelly & Critter