After a few days of breakdowns, amazing drives, and torrential rain at ridiculous altitudes we found a small town north of Whistler called Pemberton. Our goal upon finding Pemberton was to find out if they had pizza, get some, make camp. We walked into DiCarlo’s Italian Restaurant and found Liz and Romeo. They not only offered us some pizza to buy, but also their backyard, their good company and a killer brunch this morning. It’s amazing to be taken in by complete strangers and shown such an amazing time. Cheers to the DiCarlos for their hospitality and to Pemberton for being such an awesome town.

Sidenote: We were fully prepared to eat this pizza in our tents along with some other food. Had we not met the DiCarlos, it’s completely possible that we would not have found out about the bear population that is very prevalent here and therefore never would have been heard from again.