Homeward Bound

Somehow, after so many days, so many bug bites, granola bars, bumps, bruises, sun sets and breath taking views.....we're finished.  Just like that!  Yesterday we officially left Labrador behind as we crossed the Strait of Belle Isle to Newfoundland.  Unlike the Hollywood finish both of us had envisioned, we found a bench in the sun on the lee side of the ferry and wearily watched the white caps roll by.  At this point we're tired in a way we've never felt before.  It is a deep fatigue born of constant movement, effort and problem solving.  There are few pieces of our gear that haven't been repaired with duct tape, held together with a hope and a prayer.  Our stove is a miracle in that it still boils water.  Dave's thermarest has been flat for 2 months now, but we still blow it up every night knowing that he's tired enough to fall asleep before it deflates completely.  Our brand new tent 90 days ago is now a graveyard of countless bug bodies slayed in the night...and smells accordingly.  Socks are rotten.  We are down to one spoon.  But there is nothing that can even compare to the sense of satisfaction and pride we have in our accomplishments.  We have done exactly what we set out to do....see the people, cultures and environments along the path of our expedition.  A life-changing experience, one never to be forgotten and surely to be retold many times over.  Even if we own the world's only pair of biodegradable sneakers life couldn't be better.  Eating machines 1 and 2 are ready for take off.