Vancouver, British Columbia — August–September, 1974
Zach and Pat were going to pick apples in the Okanagen Valley in British Columbia, but apple season wouldn’t start for another three weeks. I needed more money and agreed to meet them at a particular orchard in East Kelowna, British Columbia. So to bide my time, I hitchhiked to Vancouver. The three weeks spent there proved to be experientially valuable. I was again exposed to Gurus, Masters, and odd religions. I had my first and only nude beach experience there, and I had a strong attraction to a lady, but Zach and Pat and acres of apples were waiting. So off to East Kelowna, British Columbia I thumbed.