The obvious thing to do with an island is to cycle around it, reaching a few notable points and features. We had heard of the War of the Pig - a war between the UK and the USA over the ownership of these islands. The agreement to make British territory (Canada) start at the 49th parallel did not deal easily with Vancouver Island and various smaller islands - there was a reference just to the straits between Vancouver Island and the mainland USA as the dividing line. Eventually a pig was shot on this very island and it brought to a head the question of jurisdiction. Well obviously they should be British but an amicable stand off developed with British and American soldiers occupying camps at opposite ends of the island but exchanging dinners rather than bullets. How wise. International arbitration (the Germans!) awarded these islands to the USA after about a decade or so. There are plenty of islands to go round - indeed there's even a Canadian set of islands just north of here with whale watching and ferries, so all ended happily. We visited the American and British camps, the British camp wins as the neatest parade ground and best gardened, with the best social life, factors I guess the Germans sadly ignored in their arbitration. We cycled anticlockwise around the island, spotting two lighthouses (sadly a bit small when you are used to Pembrokeshire's magnificent lighthouses). No whales were spotted. The coast has some super kelp strewn beaches especially in the south. There's a Cattle Point lighthouse which we saw from high up on the coast road right at the southern end of the island. Lunch was very late - in Friday Harbour where we did a lot of shopping with the idea of whale watching and reading tomorrow. Various seaplanes came and went. Then off around the northern end of the island past English Camp where we Brits dug in during the War of the Pig. That's where the beautiful box hedged garden was - by a picturesque inlet. Then a few miles more and at our tent for dinner- we had found Sam Smith's Oatmeal Stout in Friday Harbour so we drank that with salad. Some new hiker bikers were setup in the campsite - Zak and Dillon from Portland doing various islands with their bikes. Zak talked about surfing in Oregon where he has a 90 mile trip to his favourite surf spot... wow, made me feel very lucky in Pembrokeshire. Sea temperatures lower too.... Ploughed through half of 'The Winter Queen' before sleep. We are still here. Tomorrow we are staying at this campsite, hoping to see whales and then the following day we begin the journey south towards Seattle. The photo is a 360 photo (try joining the two ends of the photo - the yellow coreopsis flowers - they fit together) of the English Camp garden, taken from the centre.