Final Morning

In the morning I got up and packed slowly. I had 8 miles to the trailhead at Manning Park, where I would meet my parents at 9. I snapped a picture of the sign welcoming me to Canada and then moved on. This was the warm down hike on which I would allow myself one last chance to take it all in. I found myself smiling the whole way, and took one final self-portrait to mark the occasion.

I walked as slowly as I could, and still I arrived at the trailhead before I knew it. I met my parents, who brought me back to their hotel so I could clean up before the drive down to Seattle. From there we would fly back to San Francisco and drive to their house in Shell Beach.

I have a lot of mixed feelings to work out, and so many people to thank for my success in this journey. I am writing this particular blog from the comfort of my parents' house and am trying to readjust to society now. I will publish one last post on my reflections and progress on readjusting to life "on the outside." Please check back in as I should have it up within a day or two.

Thanks for sticking with me, I MADE IT!