The oceanside at Victoria. It is very, very peaceful here although sometimes the little sailing vessels get careless and cross paths with the giant steamers and then a Hell of honking breaks loose! You can explore for many kilometers....There are high grassy knolls and criss-crossing paths through waist-high grass and flowers, and great smoothed out tree-trunks are scattered about as though some giant had tossed a bunch of them around like pins.

Some kind of long arm, or sea-wall, stretching way out into the water.

The Fisherman's Wharf in Victoria: A cluster of floating homes, a little village bobbing up and down.

The little critters in the picture below are called Goose Barnacles. If you touch a clump of them, they cringe. I'm pretty sure that I heard them squeak in alarm too :)


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