The next morning we all woke up haggard. We went over to U-haul, paid our fees, and got our tire fixed. Garrett was missing that morning and his phone was dead and he had 24 cents in his bank account. Luckily, we were able to find him at the bar we stayed at the night before where he where he found some nice strangers who bought him beer. We then swooped up Garrett and made our way back to Missoula. Feels good to be home. Till the next time!