Distant Memories~ Galiano Island

A long time ago when I was still eating fish, I went over to Galiano Island on my bike bringing along nothing but a can of tuna. I rode around all day exploring, eventually falling asleep on the beach in my clothes. I remember a bunch of raccoons woke me up in the middle of the night. The next morning I got up and took the ferry back to Vancouver. It was therapeutic.

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