Before the Cabin
Before the Cabins all appeared Valdes was a pristine wilderness, a true Wild Isolated Place
The truth is, I don’t remember how I first came to the island. I believe Dad and I flew over having chartered a flight on the river on the south side of the airport. It was later that he came across a lawyer with a small boat he kept at the north end of Galiano and we were allowed to use that. When we started going over the only cabin was the one at the head of Starvation Bay just up from the spine of rock that juts into the Bay. Until we had the cabin closed in, we stayed there. Originally Dad knew most of the owners through Lloyd Detweiller. (Everyone called him Det.)
At the north end of Galiano Island there was a bay on the Indian Reserve that had a fishing float, general store and gas dock. This is where the small aluminum boat and 10 hp motor was kept that we used later. This was just at the tail end of the days of big fishing in the gulf. By 1970 this place was gone because the fishing fleets all disappeared.
We used the aluminum boat several times out of this bay and we bought supplies at the store on the dock, although it was not very well stocked. Dad and I went over several times by chartered plane as well. This was before GHLU.
Our first few trips to the island were simply exploring. The salal was so much thicker that you had trouble walking anywhere off the shore. The shore was the only way we had to move any distance and it was not easy. Dad cut the first trail into Oyster Bay but that ran half way along the shore and then cut into the bush and ran roughly parallel to the shore several yards in. Then it came out of the bush for about 30 yards before plunging back into the bush. It was still difficult.
He cut the interior trail later when he was building the cabin. That was the trail that went from behind the cabin and came out in the meadow at the head of Oyster Bay. That we use to this day.