LOC:
Ferry, en route from Horseshoe Bay to Departure Bay
Sky
Clear, Wind Strong from the North, BARO 1028, No Precip
I
got a good sleep last night, either from exhaustion or relief in the
knowledge we would be going home in the morning.
The
morning was beautiful and we packed up surrounded by the magnificent
peaks we had challenged ourselves with. There was a large avalanche
on Mt. Sirenia and we wondered when it had come down.
We
tried calling Dale a couple of times but the Satellite phone couldn't
get a signal. Sam made oatmeal and I took down the tent. Finally,
we got through to Dale but only the answering machine. I guessed
that meant he was already on his way. And no doubt, we soon heard
the plane and then the recognizable shape on the horizon.
We
hurriedly finished packing and boarded the plane. Dale looked so
clean and happy. I snagged the passenger seat and really enjoyed the
view on the way. It seemed magnificent to be able to move so easily
above the rugged terrain.
We
flew to the South of Overseer Mountain and Dale pointed out where the
camp had been on Martina's earlier trip. When we came out of the
drainage and Pemberton came into view below, it looked incredibly
green and beautiful. I looked around and found Mt. Currie and felt
oriented, I could return to life off the glacier.
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