Day 9: I woke up and got out of the tent absolutely amazed by what I saw. At first I thought it was a weird fog but then I realized it wasn’t fog. We were in the clouds. It was so thick you could cut it with a knife. I enjoyed my last meal on the rock chairs and we set off for Cyphers Mine.
We were all excited for Cyphers Mine because we wanted to pan for gold and they also had a shower. The only downside was the switchbacks lasted the whole way down Mt. Phillips and into camp. The trail was very thin in some spots with a huge drop off on our right. Hiking was overall normal with the beautiful views along with some really boring switchbacks.
We get about 2 miles from camp when Dalton gets too close to the edge and the ground gives way, causing him to fall directly onto his knee. His limping all the way to camp, which was a huge dramatization on his part, slowed us all down. We could see the camp and I saw something I was hoping for, the stream. I wanted to soak my feet in a fresh, icy cold mountain stream again. We made it to the main cabin and Dalton had his knee looked at.
It turns out it was mildly bruised and he was acting like it was broken. The lady then took us to our campsite, which to our surprise had quite a large shack that we could sleep in. It was nice not having to set up tents and the area was nice. We signed up for the mine tour and it was great. It was really cool to see some of the old mine carts they used to transport the gold.
After that, we went to the blacksmith shop where we made a crude candle holder and then went back to camp to do some gold panning for ourselves. I lasted about 20 minuets before I went to the red roof then I went back to camp so I could put my feet into the stream. It felt amazing. Ron, Michael, Robert, and the adults took showers but there was not hot water and our next camp had showers with warm water so I decided to wait and juts relax in the stream. I was sitting there for at least an hour before I helped get ready for dinner.
It was also the first time I check out the swap box at the main cabin. Basically you put unwanted food items into it for others to use. They were at every camp but I never paid much attention. After diner we went to the Stomp show, which was really quite funny, and Red, the main character, was really good. We sat next to a group from Massachusetts and they were shocked by the fact that some of us owned guns! The best part was when Ron told them how many guns he had in his closet. It was like 3 rifles, 2 shotguns, and 2 pistols. I thought it was hilarious! After the Stomp we went back to camp where I was eager to go to bed because I was exhausted. We all crammed into the shack and went to bed. What an eventful day, even if we didn’t find any gold!
This is a continuation of my brothers trail diary of his Philmont Trip in the summer of 2012. To read all of the previous posts you can find them here:
- Philmont 2012 a look back by Austin Nutting Day 1.
- Philmont 2012 a look back Day 2
- Philmont 2012 a look back Day 3
- Philmont 2012 a look back Day 4
- Philmont 2012 a look back Day 5
- Philmont 2012 a look back Day 6
- Philmont 2012 a look back Day 7
- Philmont 2012 a look back Day 8
- Philmont 2012 a look back Day 9
- Philmont 2012 a look back Day 10
- Philmont 2012 a look back Day 11
- Philmont 2012 a look back Day 12 the final day