There and Back Again
<p><em>This is part 2 of this series of stories, to read part 1, The Way Back, </em><a href="https://medium.com/@owen.hope/the-way-back-eda0f6df839d" rel="noopener"><em>here</em></a><em>!</em></p>
<p>After a one-week taper and rest, Sarah, Josh, Laura, Rich and I all arrived in Deep Cove around 4:45am.</p>
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<p>Van100 packing list</p>
<p>The sky was grey, but decently bright. There were a handful of other masochists wandering around, not really sure what to do before the 5am start.</p>
<p>I recognized a few, mostly from KneeKnacker and running on the North Shore. Wing and Amber were probably the only two by name.</p>
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