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On my first trip to Walung with the Yata Youth Group (where I did all my singing) I found myself awake in the early morning, but not nearly before the cooks or those feeding the pigs or the grandmothers. As I walked on the beach I came across this canoe floating beside modern outboard motor fishing boats. Before the picture was taken I watched a young man paddle the boat into the harbor and unload his nights worth of spear fishing catch.
