The 7th we got up early and demolished/disappeared what was left of our campsite. I had traded the dome on the 4th, so didn't have to pack it out. Hard to get moving, much better to sit and visit with the remaining neighbors. Finally got moving mid morning, towards the truck in lower bus village.

Walking out, getting to lower bus village.

I turned back for one last look toward the ridge above the meadow. It surely was hard to leave. Can't wait for next year!