The day has finally arrived. This is the end of our voyage, the conclusion of our adventure, the close of our communion with nature. No more quiet days and even more quiet nights broken only by the gentle snoring of our campmates, the wail of a loon or the hoot of an owl. No more incredibly beautiful scenery, only accessible to those who choose to "earn" their way around the circuit. We will be rejoining civilization later this morning, and I must say that in many ways I am ready but then I also wish I could stay out here longer, experiencing nature at its finest.

I hear folks rousing from their slumber about 5am so get up and pack all my gear. We eat a light meal of granola to tide us over until we reach the Bear River Merchatile where we will have a buffet breakfast.

We leave at about 6am and quietly (no talking) paddle down the Bowron River towards Bowron Lake. The beavers have been busy building a dam.