Basmoq 1: British Columbia
I awoke in Victoria on Vancouver Island, hungry and hazy. I swam and I swam, through icy waters towards snow-capped mountains visible on the distant horizon. At times it looked as if they would never come closer, that I would swim for eternity without reaching them, but eventually I did reach land at Vancouver. After drying myself off in the sun, and feeding on fine fruit and verdant vegetables I travelled north to William's Lake, Prince George, and the eastern edge of British Columbia at Dawson's Creek.
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