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Day two of our most excellent adventures.  This morning our host Ro dropped off our breakfast at the front door before she left for work.  Fresh rhubarb muffins with fruit & yoghurt parfaits to go with our coffee. Wonderful !!  Meeting up with the rest of the badass posse (and I manage to say this with a totally straight face) we headed for the Hornby Island ferry.  It’s great that motorcycles are sent to the head of the line so we’re always first ones off the vessel.

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Our first stop off the ferry was the Cardboard Bakery which had been recommended by two locals.  We could smell baking before we even finished parking.  Food is a very important part of this trip !!  Wandering into the adjoining gift shop the owner recommended I try on a beautiful tie-dyed flowing top.  Love ❤️ it.  How did she know I’d been calling myself a hippy dippy grandma a few days ago?

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Reading the pizza menu we debated whether we should hang around for lunch but thought we’d better go see a bit more of the island.  Seeing a crowd at this funky looking building with the grass roof we asked someone what was going on.  Farmer’s Market we were told — happens twice a week all summer.

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Have to tell you it was the funkiest most eclectic market we’ve ever seen.  Wandering through the forest we chatted with quilters, glass blowers, listened to two young girls singing and playing the ukulele.  Buskers & entrepreneurs of all ages.  Selling everything from quilts to popcorn.

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With limited room for purchases all I came away with was two bars of soap.  Another few minutes down the road we found another market full of gift shops and cafes.  Chris holds our shared beer beside my amazing lunch at Forage Cafe.  A burger made with local beef, fresh greens & veggie salad and a side of organic veggie chips.  Mmm mmm.

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Next was our mission to find the sandy beaches we’d heard so much about.  We think this may be Whaling Station Bay.  We didn’t waste any time shedding shoes and socks to dip our feet.

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And Chris here’s our new summer home on the point.  Right after we win the lottery 😉 Real estate prices are crazy here.  Renting a house on the beach here can run up to $3000 a week.

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Beach #2 was Tribune Bay.  Rougher water but still warmer than swimming at our beach.    Chris and Rob gamely waded in and the rest of us cheered them on from shore.  Whoops I forgot my bathing suit back at the cottage.

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This picture of Jackie & Rob sums up the trip.  A good time was had by all.  We’re talking about possibilities for our next adventure.  Who knows where but we’ve decided it should be sooner rather than later.  Hopefully this summer we can all carve out a few more days and ride.

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In case you’re wondering about Chuck Norris — Google memes for Chuck and you’ll see some of the silly sayings that had us laughing uproariously today.  “Chuck was bitten by a snake — and it died two days later.”  That’s just how tough Chuck is.

Tomorrow we pack up to head home.  Not in any rush I suspect it will take us most of the day.  We’ll drag out the time away as long as possible.

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Hugs from the road…

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Six friends on four motorcycles exploring two islands in two days.  Okay that’s way too long for a song title but perfectly describes today’s adventure.  Meeting up at the gas station this morning at 8:00 all six of us were looking forward to our mini vacay.  Moments down the highway I realized that perhaps I was a bit too hasty leaving the leather chaps behind.  It may be the middle of July but North Island mornings are still cool.  Nope, correction.  Make that cold.  Thankfully I was wearing my plug-in jacket which kept my core warm.

Heading south on Highway 19 we fell into an easy rhythm.  Rob & Jackie were lead bike, followed by Debbie, then her husband Ken and we brought up the rear.  In absolutely no hurry we stopped at the Cable House Cafe in Sayward for coffee and toast.  Ask for the Brazil nut butter !!  Next stop was Campbell River for groceries and fuel.  And finally after years of driving right past, today we took the time to stop for a meal at the Highwayman in Union Bay.  A bike friendly pub with cool motorcycle decor inside and out.  A mug of Sleeman’s beer went perfectly with fresh fish & endless fries.

Next up the Buckley Bay ferry terminal on our way to Denman Island.  No point wandering away from the bikes — it’s only a ten minute ferry ride.  Thanks very much to the BC Ferries employee who suggested we add all the fares together on an Experience Card.  We saved a whopping 40%.   Off the ferry we followed the winding road to Blue Owl Cottage where the other two couples are staying.  And then on to our accommodations at “The Cottage” just around the corner.  For the next two nights we’re laying our happy heads in a very comfortable two bedroom cottage that’s completely outfitted with everything we need.

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Meeting back up with the group we hit the road again to explore the island.  It didn’t take very long.  Denman is just over 19 square miles with a very rural feel.  There are many acreages and farms.  Some with incredible ocean views.   Population approximately 1,000 Denman has a small village centre with General Store, Hardware, Book & Gift Shop and Community Centre.

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Taking our steaks & deli salads over to Blue Owl for a group barbecue we shared a few stories and lots of laughs.  We heard some embarrassing moments, talked about politics south of the border, our kids and grandkids and how much we all love living in a small town.

Tomorrow we’ll get on another ferry to head over to Hornby Island.  They call themselves the Jewel of the Salish Sea and their slogan is “so good, we hid it behind two islands.”  Hearing about their beautiful sandy beaches we’ve got our bathing suits and towels packed up and ready to go.

Now it’s time to call it a day.  All that fresh air has us yawning.

Hugs from the road…

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Ideas for this post have been swirling around in my head since we got home from our most recent motorcycle trip to Victoria.  Originally I planned on writing every day.  Ever so much easier to remember adventures one day at a time.  But last Friday morning cruising my Social Media sites over a quick cup of coffee this article got my attention.

https://onbeing.org/blog/the-disease-of-being-busy/

Hmmm “The Disease of Being Busy.”  At first glance I can tell it’s written by a mother of young kids and I was going to carry on to the next article.  Until I reach this sentence:

“How did we create a world in which we have more and more and more to do with less time for leisure, less time for reflection, less time for community, less time to just… be?”

I instantly vowed on Facebook (because really how else can I hold myself accountable) to enjoy fresh air, have real conversations and live in the moment.  An hour later we were wheels up and heading down the highway.

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Traveling from one end of Vancouver Island to the other took us all day.  Stopping for coffee at the Sayward gas station we ran into father & daughter team Al & Rebecca (also from Port McNeill) who decided it was a perfect day to ride to Campbell River for donuts.  Stopping for a seaside lunch in Qualicum Beach we met up with a couple of bikers enjoying the amazing weather.  One of them was Rick from Weaver’s motorcycle apparel store in Courtenay.  Funny thing about that is we had just stopped at Weaver’s and asked about him.  Next stop was Ladysmith to reconnect with Marty & Sharon who we hadn’t seen in 8 years.  Marty & Chris were both members of the RCMP and stationed together in Port Hardy.  Now they are two retired guys with tattoos and much longer hair.  Awesome to see them and hear about their winter home in Costa Rica.  The last picture was taken from the front porch of dear friends Robyn and Brian who live across from Ogden Point in Victoria.  So much activity including this para-glider coming in for a landing.  Over dinner and drinks we got all caught up with each other’s families before launching into serious talk about retirement.  What makes up happy?  What activities feel worthwhile?  Definitely a topic for future posts.

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Our final destination was Oak Bay Resort.  A perfect trifecta of beautiful property, beautiful room and incredible weather.  We’ve never stayed there before and quickly decided we would love to go back.  Not a huge hotel but with all the amenities.  Pub, restaurant, cafe, spa and awesome outdoor mineral pool & hot-tub overlooking the ocean.  Excellent customer service.  And unlike the downtown hotels where we normally stay no extra charge for parking or wifi or bottles of water in the fridge 😀

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So much happening in Oak Bay

Saturday afternoon while out for a bike ride we stopped at Mayfair Mall to browse through ToyRUs.  Just as I was wondering why the lady walking past us looked so familiar Chris said, “hey that’s Karen from Big Brother.”  Okay now I have to admit that we’re big fans of the reality show Big Brother Canada. Karen came in second place just a few weeks ago.  Hey that was cool.  The next morning as we’re sitting on the patio of the hotel with morning coffee, watching the Oak Bay Half Marathon pass by, who walks past us…again…Karen.  Two days in a row in two different places. Bizarre.  This time I had my camera out with full intentions of asking her if I could take a selfie.  Chris gently dissuaded me.  Definitely preventing me from gushing and sounding like a groupie. Instead I nonchalantly kept glancing in her direction until she left.

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Happy 40th Anniversary Craig & Deborah

The main reason for our trip to Victoria was to celebrate our friends Craig & Deborah 40th anniversary.  Kudos to the party organizers because it was a heckuva bash !!  Formal dinner for 100+ guests in the David Foster Theatre at our hotel.  We were entertained by Paper Street Improv theatre group, an amazing a Capella group, the Murray’s son Clifton (one of the Tenors) and their daughter Georgia sang a beautiful rendition of Roy Orbison’s “Crying.”  And then oldest sibling Fraser had us all in stitches when he came out on stage wearing his Mom’s wedding dress and his father’s wedding suit jacket.  Fraser — you really need to take that talent on the road.  When you retire from running Nimmo Bay Resort you’ve got a future in stand-up comedy.  Craig got up on stage to thank everyone for coming and before singing “A Daisy A Day Dear” to Deborah he told the crowd, “the most important thing you can do for your kids is to love their mother.”  And he has for 40 years.  Isn’t that beautiful.  Apparently the party continued on into the wee hours…without us….of course you’re saying to yourself !!  This retired couple got an awesome night’s sleep.  Sunday afternoon we spent most of the day poolside taking a time out for champagne and cake and opening of anniversary presents.  To top it all off 22 of us cabbed over to Siam Thai Restaurant for three hours of food.  Plate after plate of fresh, hot and delicious Thai food.

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Finding our way back home

The gorgeous weather followed us back the island on Sunday.  We stopped in to Lake Cowichan to see friend’s Jim & Laurie’s new summer home.  Lake & mountain views, a clubhouse with in-ground pool, steps to the beach and they’ve got a guest room.  Heck yes we’ll be back again when we can stay longer.  Another retired couple who have found their Shangri-La.

Home sweet home.  No matter how many miles we travel, adventures we experience, fun we have, we are always grateful to turn into the driveway.  Stay tuned.  The escapades continue !!

Blessings from the beach…

 

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There is so much going on in our small community of 2300 souls.  Yesterday the Rotary Club of Port McNeill debuted their 1st Annual Rugged & Wild Race to build support and awareness for the next phase of the Rotary Trail.  A dear friend and president of the Rotary Club Deborah Murray hoped 50 people would turn up.  I pooh poohed that number and guessed at least 100 would come.  We were both wrong.  There was at least 200 people in attendance with 160 registered to bike/walk/run the 5km and 10 km routes.  The registration table was overwhelmed running out of waivers twice, sending a volunteer to find a photocopier stat !!

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I named our 3-generation friends and family team “Bowen’s Babes.”  And that’s my Rotarian husband explaining the why’s, where’s and how’s of the event.  And we’re off down Mine Road to Beach camp where volunteers at the first check point offered water and a pit stop.  And then the parting of the ways.  Not wanting to slow down our team mates — the 50 somethings in our group said goodbye to the younger members just as the skies let loose.  So glad I brought a rain jacket.

From Beach Camp to Beach Drive the 2nd check stop in front of the Harbour Office offered apple juice & silly string.  Past the marina and across Broughton Boulevard to the Community Hall we followed the trail up through Broughton Campground, onto logging roads and out to Hwy 19.  Back onto the Rotary Trail and down Campbell Way towards the finish line.

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At the one hour and 55 minute mark Cheryl and I were the last ones to cross the finish line.  Thanks to the volunteers who waited for us.  We’re happy you saved a few hotdogs and candy for two wet, muddy and tired walkers !!  After hugs & high fives Cheryl and decided we’ll definitely do it again next year.  Everything I wore went into the washing machine and I’ve never been so glad to step into a hot shower.

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As soon as Chris finished his MC duties he hopped on the Harley and headed down to the Show ‘n Shine in front of the IGA.  The waxing and polishing paid off and Chris came in 3rd place out of 22 bikes.  Torrential rain and hail didn’t stop these intrepid riders.

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Hours later we headed to the Lion’s Hall for their annual Action Auction.  The Lions Club is celebrating their 50th anniversary and the Auction is their big fundraiser. This year there were 174 items in the live auction with everything from bbq tools to loads of gravel.  Chris and NISS Principal Jay Dixon were co-auctioneers this year coaxing the crowd into bidding just a little bit more for items donated by local businesses and individuals.  I walked away empty-handed this year but had a great time watching the action.  Oh and I really enjoyed the deep-fried pickles.  Thanks to the Lioness Club for all the great goodies coming out of the kitchen.

Nobody can ever say there’s nothing to do in Port McNeill.  It’s more a case of how do we fit all the events into our schedule.

Until the next adventure…

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New Year’s Eve without the headache?  Quite simple actually.  Stay home, drink tea and tune into CNN to see how long it takes Kathy Griffin to have Anderson Cooper giggling with embarrassment.  Less than one minute by the way.  Being three hours ahead of New York we didn’t have to force ourselves to stay up to midnight. Yup — that’s how we rolled this New Year’s Eve.

Year in review shows were a blur of conflicts & terrorism, celebrity deaths and scientific breakthroughs.  For me 2016 was made up of more highs than lows with lots of in betweens.  Cycle of life stuff.  One of the most amazing moments of my life was being part of Team Megan in the delivery room the day our grandson was born.  Our daughter was so brave and a marvel to behold from the first contractions to the moment we met the most beautiful baby in the world Bowen Michael.  I’ve gone almost cross-eyed staring at those pinchable chubby cheeks and soulful blue eyes.

Ticking off one of the biggest items from our bucket list Chris and I hopped on the Harley for the “big trip.”  See the many posts below 🙂 The whole year was broken into chunks of: planning for the trip, being on the trip and post trip.  Thankfully I blogged as we went because I couldn’t hazard a guess as to how many state lines we crossed or remember all the places we visited.  We have so many memorable moments like the impromptu bluegrass festival At Elmer’s General Store, the chef who came out to meet us when she heard we were going to blog about her homemade flapjack syrup or sharing a beer in a hotel parking lot with another motorcyclist after a torrential storm forced us off the road.

In my own “gone but not forgotten” tribute — 2016 was a sad year.  My Uncle Don Lane and then his daughter, my cousin Jennifer Lane Robinson both passed away. And who would have imagined at my age and a grandmother myself that I would be sharing the news that my 96-year-old Nana was gone.  Joan Mary Collings was the matriarch of five generations.  Celebrating her birthday in July we gathered for brunch and she reminded us of the importance of family.  Yes she lived a very long life and no it wasn’t a surprise when she died, but I felt out of sorts for a few days.  Mopey that my Nana was gone.  My last grandparent — the end of an era.  And then I smile when I think of how our daughter described her as “a real sassy molassy.”  A proper British Nana whose stern and no-nonsense manner put me on my best behaviour as a child but when I did some growing up I adored her independence and sense of humour.  She and I went for dinner occasionally when we both lived in the same city.  We would share our funny dating stories and she once tried to give my phone number to a good-looking waiter.  We were pen pals and I treasure all the letters that were signed “with fondest love Nana.”

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My last visit and hug with Nana in August

Resolutions for 2017? I’m thinking along the lines of eating healthier & trying to be more physically active.  My husband totally surprised me at Christmas with a gym bag full of work out gear, running shoes and sessions with a personal trainer.  The “transformation” starts on the 16th and I’ll let you know how that all works out.

Yesterday I got an email from myself that I’d totally forgotten about.  Futureme.org is a website where you write yourself a letter and they send it to you a year later.  Here’s the last paragraph and I still feel this way.  Happy New Year !!!

You have enough !!!! More than you ever dreamed of actually. Be grateful for the house on the beach, a girl cave for crafting, a pantry full of food, a car to get you where you want to go. And married to your bff for more than 30 years. A beautiful daughter happily married and now a wee one. JUST BE GRATEFUL. Pray more, be silly more, get outside and breathe fresh air more, get to the gym more and one more reminder WRITE MORE.

Love Me xoxoxo

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Three days ago we woke up to thick fog — one of the last days of our amazing adventure.  We quickly packed up and hit the road before rush hour traffic got too busy.  Chris is comfortable with lower mainland highway driving so he easily navigated us from Hope, BC through Abbotsford, Surrey and finally Vancouver.

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We weren’t sure how busy ferry traffic would be — what an unexpected surprise to learn that we would be leaving in 30 minutes.  Not even enough time to leave the bike and go find a coffee.  No matter because riding a motorcycle means we’re always first on the boat. And first in line at the cafeteria, enjoying a full hot breakfast before the ferry even left the dock.

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Right after I said to Chris we always run into someone we know on the ferry I felt a tap on my shoulder.  Our friend Jennie Hopkins-Black was traveling home after 3 days in Vancouver.  We’ve known Jennie for years.  She ran our b&b for us a few times allowing us to get away in the summer.  This whole trip has been so special reconnecting with family and friends and meeting so many new people.

That’s Chris talking to a young fellow in the vehicle beside us with a brand new baby in his arms and a toddler in the car.  Sleep deprived but happy they’ve decided their family is complete.

Smelling the ocean air and and seeing Vancouver Island come into view was a great welcome back.  My excitement level went up just a tad 😀

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Thanks to my brother Dan and his family for the Chapters gift card they gave me for my birthday.  We stopped off in Nanaimo so I could add to my fall reading material.  That’s my bandito in front of the bike getting geared up for the next part of the trip.

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We stopped off at Crown Isle Golf Course in Courtenay to meet up with my Dad and Step-Mom for coffee and a catch up chat. My Dad’s big news was his first ever golf “hole in one.”  Congratulations Dad — you’re part of a very exclusive club !!

Finally on to Campbell River for the last night of our big trip.  Dinner & and overnighter with dear friends Jim & Laurie.  Chris and Jim were rookie RCMP members in Alberta in the late 70’s and they have always kept in touch.  Jim & Laurie are Megan’s godparents and a big part of our family.  Once again the guys made me laugh until I cry with their hilarious stories.  Jim could hardly tell the one story he was laughing so hard.
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Spending the night in Campbell River meant we had a very short ride Tuesday.  It poured rain so 2 1/2 hours was long enough.

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The trip is now officially over.  We’ve slept two nights in our own bed, opened up a stack of mail, unpacked the bike and are settling back into life back at home.

We were gone 74 days, traveled 19,052 kilometers right across Canada, down to the southern US and then west across the states back to BC.  What a ride !!

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Home sweet home. This was the view from our window last night.  It may have been raining but the rainbows were spectacular !!

The bike is insured until the end of December so I think we’ll get a bit more riding in this fall.  And we’re talking about a few short trips for next summer.  For now I’ll keep busy writing, crafting and spending time with our adorable grandson.

Thanks for coming along on the journey with us dear readers.  Stay tuned for the next chapter.

Life is good !!!

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Love & hugs from Port McNeill…

 

 

 

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Another glorious day weather wise !!  We sure have run the gamut from near freezing temperatures in the mornings when we first left BC to 40 degrees Celsius in South Carolina.  Thankfully we didn’t have to deal with snow or hail although we did have to get off the road a few times when thunderstorms were imminent.

Today was a lovely trip down memory lane.  We’ve traveled these roads before and never get tired of the scenery.  Our breakfast stop was the Omega Restaurant in Grand Forks.  When we told our server we both wanted a Belgian waffle with strawberries and whipped cream she suggested we try the stuffed French toast. Just imagine 2 huge pieces of French toast with a layer of marscapone cheese in the middle mixed with strawberry compote & topped with whipped cream and slivered almonds.  Two empty plates again !!  I saw a sign posted on the wall that said “borscht & home made bread to go.”  Honey, I think maybe we need a vacation home in Grand Forks.

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Things I love and stop me if I’m repeating myself.  Actually I know I am and will do it anyway.  Clouds and old abandoned buildings both fascinate me.  Things I don’t love are aggressive drivers and vehicles with untethered items in the back — both of which we saw today and just too many times on this trip.

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Chris was looking forward to Highway 3 today.  It ranks way up high on the list of twisty roads in BC.  Being a Sunday and such nice weather we saw hundreds of bikers on the road.

We passed through Osoyoos, Keremeos & Princeton.  Vineyards, fruit orchards and so many stores selling fresh everything.  Sadly we just don’t have enough room in the trailer for cases of peaches or fresh corn.

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Doesn’t matter how many km we travel, how tired we are or how bad my helmet head is, we are enjoying this incredible journey.  A little sad that it’s coming to an end but we’ll have all the memories to keep us busy over the winter while we plan the next adventure.

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One of my favourite pictures from today.  Big sky, mountains and water.

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Tonight we’re in Hope BC in a nice little motel we’ve stayed before.  The bonus is the Greek restaurant right next door.  I see chicken souvlaki in my future !!

Tomorrow we’ll be getting on the ferry back to Vancouver Island.  Two and a half months away and only one more night before we’re home again.

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Love & hugs from Hope, BC

 

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