Nicolaus
Hawbaker rode the length of the Arizona Trail for his first bikepacking trip,
and found himself asking big questions about wilderness stewardship as he
pedaled through its picturesque landscapes. In this short essay, he reflects on
the lasting impression his time on the trail left on him, and offers some
thoughts on the importance of preserving natural beauty…
Words and
photos by Nicolaus Hawbaker
Countless
hours of research and a year of training still didn’t prepare me for the
profound impact the Arizona Trail would have on me. Not only did the trail
showcase the diversity of Arizona’s unique wilderness, but it also unexpectedly
raised philosophical questions about Arizona’s wilderness stewardship and
provoked personal lifestyle changes.
I was
setting off on my first bikepacking trip, and my spirit was bursting with
anticipation of the adventures to come – and a bit of apprehension. I chose the
Arizona National Scenic Trail, an 800-mile non-motorized path through Arizona’s
valleys, deserts, canyons, mountains, forests, and historic communities.
After
leaving Tucson at 3:00 am, my wife dropped me off at the US – Mexico border,
just west of the Huachuca Mountains. Soon, the desert sun would rapidly warm
the San Rafael Valley. Timing my traverse of Arizona was tricky. I had to
balance the heat of the southern Sonoran Desert with the late season snowstorms
of northern Arizona. Was I adequately prepared for the elements, wildlife
encounters, and navigational obstacles? There was no time to dwell. It was 6:30
am., the sun had been up for over an hour, and I had 60 miles to put in before
the day’s end. Armed with an audio copy of the finest works of Edward Abbey for
entertainment, I set off on my single speed mountain bike.
I learned to
ride each day before sunrise and each night by moonlight, trying in vain to
escape the oppressive desert heat. Enjoying the professionally built singletrack
helped cool my spirit and kept my motivated to endure. But inevitably, just
when the trail developed a rhythm with the feel of a giant slalom ski run, I
was forced to brake and dismount for yet another cattle gate. Despite the 100°F
temperatures and these concessions to ranchers, I was in constant awe of the
scenery that unfolded before me. I’ve lived in Arizona for more than 13 years
and pride myself on the diversity of trails I’ve covered, but I was unprepared
for the untamed wilderness the Arizona Trail had in store for me. Watching an
Arizona state flag-inspiring sunset followed by a full moon rising over the
Sonoran desert will forever be one my most treasured memories.
I’m
embarrassed to admit that I’d never before heard of some of the canyons,
rivers, and mountain ranges I crossed out there. Discovering the Mazatzal
Mountains, Gila River Canyons, and Mogollon Rim was truly amazing. While riding
along the Gila River Canyon, temperatures rose above 100 degrees by 9:00 am. I
survived by sleeping in the foul smelling Gila River, attempting to avoid heat
stroke under the shade of a cottonwood, cattle feces floating all around me.
The pungent stench of the Gila River still lingers in my nostrils.
Shortly after leaving the river, with 40 miles left to reach
Superior, I ran out of food. I became further discouraged by news of the
16,000-acre Tinder forest fire burning in northern Arizona that forced a
mandatory detour. Rising global temperatures and the driest fall/winter season
in recent memory were even threatening to shut down the Coconino and Kaibab
National Forests. My hopes of completing the Arizona Trail were fading.
Thankfully, a late-season snowstorm quenched the parched forest floor, allowing
me to continue my journey.
When I reached northern Arizona, I crossed paths with several
groups of through-hikers. These tenacious walkers had been on the trail for
months. I was surprised by the number of international hikers I met who’d
traveled from around the world to experience the Arizona Trail. I began to
realize what a true world treasure we have in our state. Some of the hikers
shared their past experiences, and inevitably the AZT was compared to other
famous treks of the world: the John Muir Trail, Annapurna Circuit, Appalachian
Trail, Camino de Santiago. And for these groups of hikers, the Arizona Trail
ranked among the most scenic, famous treks in the world.
My discussions with hikers from other countries led me to
think more about what I’d seen along the trail, particularly the plethora of
cattle. As a longtime Arizona resident, I’ve grown accustomed to seeing cattle
grazing in national forests and on state land. A Canadian hiker asked me why
Arizona allows cattle to graze on, erode, and tarnish this world class
wilderness. I couldn’t answer her.
There was an article circulating among hikers, published
by Backpacker magazine, about Rep. Martha McSally hiking the
Arizona Trail. Surely, there would be more resistance to the Arizona
Cattlemen’s Association lobby after one of our congressional representatives
experienced the wonder of the AZT and witnessed the same wilderness degradation
that I did. Unfortunately, it seems that cattle have more right to our public
lands than humans. This past summer, as national forests all over the western
U.S. shut down to visitors due to unprecedented forest fire risk, ranchers and
their livestock were among those granted exception to the restrictions. And
despite the characterization of wilderness in The Wilderness Act of 1964,
“…where man himself is a visitor who does not remain,” the cattle are allowed
to remain.
My experience on the AZT prompted me to ponder the role of
ranching in our society. I had a lot of time for deep thought as I carried my
bike, strapped to my back for 23 miles across – and one vertical mile up and
down – the Grand Canyon section of the Arizona Trail. I still haven’t found a
reasonable explanation for the contradiction that cattle are allowed to graze
in our National Parks, but if my bike tires touch the Grand Canyon’s dirt, I’ll
be steeply fined and my bike confiscated.
Beyond the visible effect of cattle on the landscape, I
recognized that their widespread presence has far-reaching consequences for our
environment as a whole. The innumerable cattle gates along the Arizona Trail
hinder the free movement of migrating wildlife. Federal officials and
environmental groups blame ranchers for the disappointing progress of Mexican
grey wolf population recovery across eastern Arizona and New Mexico. According
to The Humane Society of the United States, livestock are responsible for 18%
of greenhouse gas emissions, which is 40% more than all transportation (cars,
trucks, planes, trains, ships) combined! I was shocked to learn that an
omnivorous diet contributes a staggering seven times more greenhouse gas
emissions than a vegan one. It became clear to me that every food choice I make
contributes to farming by proxy. Thus, I began to feel some personal
responsibility for the detrimental role of cattle on Arizona’s public lands,
and these realizations were enough to convince me to give up beef from my diet
altogether.
In the
final section of the Arizona Trial, as I descended off the Kaibab Plateau
toward the red sandstone monuments of Utah, I wondered what would happen if
everyone were to experience the Arizona National Scenic Trail. My experience
gave me an even greater appreciation for the incredibly diverse landscapes in
our state, and forced me to reconsider the role of cattle on our public lands.
I urge other Arizonans to enjoy this world-class trail, and to see how doing so
might inform your perspective.
As society continues its inevitable progress and wilderness
becomes increasingly sparse, we must fight to preserve the natural beauty we’ve
been entrusted with. If more hikers and cyclists, politicians and constituents,
omnivores and vegetarians, conservatives and liberals experience our national
treasure, perhaps we can take the words of President Lyndon B. Johnson more
seriously, “If future generations are to remember us with gratitude rather than
contempt, we must leave them something more than the miracles of technology. We
must leave them a glimpse of the world as it was in the beginning, not just
after we got through with it.”
THE
ARIZONA TRAIL (AZT)
·
Distance: 739 mi (1,189 km)
·
Days to Complete: 14-21
·
% Unpaved: ~90%
·
% Singletrack: ~65%
·
Total Ascent: 64,961′
(19,800 m)
·
High Point: 9,007′ (2,745 m)
85% of the Arizona Trail is on federal lands. It crosses the
Coronado, Tonto, Coconino, and Kaibab National Forests, three National Parks,
two Bureau of Land Management areas, one State Park, and Arizona State Trust
lands. Explore the USGS
Protected Areas Database map to see where these lands start and
stop.
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