I'd packed up all my gear. Ryan had a phone interview at 11, so I said goodbyes to the rafting adventure crew we'd shared the cook shelter with and walked down the bike path to the Squamish Adventure Center for some coffee. When Ryan rocked up, we piled into his Tacoma and drove for Vancouver. The rain had finally shut down climbing at Squamish. We rolled into Van famished. Ryan knew a sushi spot, so I yelped it and we made our way there. It was a sushi factory . The place was hustling and turning over. We sat down, I didn't have much time to oogle at the amazing sushi prices before we ordered. Then bam, the sushi was before us and we gorged. I'd never been so full on sushi for so cheap before. As I forced the last bite of raw salmon into my mouth, the bills slammed down on our table. We paid and were kicked out the door to free our table for the next set of mouths. When I flew into BC a month before, I'd only briefly been in Vancouver. Really just long enough to ge...