We camped last night and woke up early to hike the last 5 miles into manning park. It was a cold night and our wet tent fly froze into a stiff board. Time to get out of here. It was a cold walk but there was hot coffee and a buffet breakfast at the end. At 11 we caught the greyhound bus into Vancouver. What a surrel experience, straight back into the world. Did that whole hiking thing even just happen?
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