It’s all over for another year and I’m probably not the only one of the group that is pretty gutted. We’ve been talking daily about the logistics for the trip. What to pack, what we’re going to eat, what we think the weather was going to be, and who was most likely to be eaten by bears. (It was Michael but he’s managed to survive another year). The first night and following morning are always a bit of a mix of wanting to do everything while enjoying the freedom  ...