Last day of the trip, and things are so peaceful and quiet around here.

The boys and their bananas are peacefully asleep.

But wait!  We gotta get outta here!   Well, I think we can help get things started…

Ah yes.  The traditional dropping of the tents.

Duuuuuuuuuude! I’m trying to sleep!

Some things never get old.

Meanwhile, we had far too much food lying around, so a round of apple flapjacks with all the fixins’ was in order.

After a quick 18km ride down the canyon (with a short stop for a swim in the Tulameen), the trip is almost over for another year.  There’s that light at the end of the tunnel.