With the rise of a new sun, Sacha found that she was still alive, and was born again (into what we're still not sure). Heading for downtown Jasper, with the promise of coffee and Internet, Amin found a delicious Jalapeno and Cheese Pretzel that seemed to satisfy him for days. We headed back down to Banff to pick up the Tomcat. After a failed car park and siphoned Internet Skype attempt by Bree, we continued on to camp in Canmore (get it can-more!). Setting up our own private tent-villa was all thanks to a huge tarp and Amin's nifty work with a microphone stand. Bree got the first battle wound of the trip cutting her foot with an axe, and with the sky lit up by a trillion stars, we continued to can-more beer well into the morning hours.
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