Day 20, June 24th
Nothing quite compares contemplating slipping into wet, cold neoprene at 3:30am. Having been to the top of a few of Washington's higher points, I'm not completely unfamiliar with the pleasures of an alpine start. However, the major difference between starting in the wee hours with the summit
within reach and an early morning paddle date is what you have to look forward to as the day wears on. This morning my motivation was completely lacking, instead of a possible "peak" experience, my best case scenario was making the 6:30am ferry (a 5-mile paddle) which would in turn bring my closer to breakfast and having a future to this trip. Not making our ferry would lead us to a less rosy reality which I'd rather not even consider. We busted it out, made our ferry, humped our kayaks out of the water onto a much larger boat, down the length of the ferry, off the ferry and down the marina dock in Powell River. (Mike)
