When Top O' and I got back to The Hotel, we sat on a deck overlooking the main street. The depot for the tourist train was across the street.
We shouted "Good luck!" to a pickup truck full of hikers, who were being shuttled back to Cumbres Pass.
While some hikers tried to return to the trail, most were turned back by the snow. Some have decided to go south to Santa Fe and take a few days off. Most hikers, however, are just sitting tight in Chama. It's as if they don't know what to do. They're hoping more of the snow melts soon. In the meantime, it's cheaper for them to stay here than in Santa Fe.
A hiker named Comet arrived at The Hotel while we were hanging out on the deck.
Later, I decided to send a few small items home that I no longer needed, like the Superfeet insoles I wore in my shoes when I started the CDT. When I switched to a new pair of shoes in Albuquerque, I wanted to try them without the Superfeet to see if I really needed the insoles. I never missed the insoles, so there was no reason to still carry them.
I saw OT again while I was at the post office. We talked more about leaving with Top O' and me tomorrow. It seemed that he was no longer wavering and wanted to stay in town another day with No Keys. I tried to convince him that one more day wasn't going to melt the snow enough to make the high route any easier. Unfortunately, I didn't change his mind.