Vancouver Island, Day 2
Maggie and I continued towards north end of the peninsula to catch the ferry out of Port Angeles, arriving at Victoria, BC mid-afternoon.
A quick stop at the grocery store and liquor store, and we were on our way up the southwest coast of the island, in search of a nice place to camp. French Beach was where we ended up. We were the only ones in the campground (except for a marauding cougar the next morning, but we never saw it), so we pretty much had the run of the place.
We had a pleasant walk on the nearby beach before supper and witnessed a most serene sunset out on the Straight of Juan De Fuca.
Of course we made a mockery of the magical occasion with some grotesque antics.If you didn't know any better (and the evergreen trees weren't visible) you'd think this was tropical, eh?
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