Back from Seattle for the weekend and Blair had decided a trip to Whistler was next on our itinerary. After a wet day at Mt. Baker yesterday we were well pleased to be heading to debatably the number one ski destination in North America, home to the Winter Olympics in 2010. Interestingly, Canadians have "Olympics" and "Summer Olympics",..they also have "hockey" and "Field Hockey". We spent the day at Whistler, taking a ski chair lift to the top of a 1850m mountain and then taking a cable car from one peak to another across a deep valley. That was a 15 minute ride, 4.5 kms in length. There was not a cloud in the sky, over 30 degrees and no jerseys required even high on the slopes. Magnificent day out in some spectacular countryside.
Racing back to town we managed to make the start of the Vancouver Giants against Victoria ice hockey opening match of the season. "We" had a 3-1 win and I think won both punch ups (on points) so a successful day and night had by all. Surprised to find that the stadium wasn't full but then this was an NPC type grade as opposed to the Canucks who are the super team for the province. Tickets to their matches are all sold out and 5 times more expensive than the Giants.
Sunday morning was again fine so we packed a lunch and after abandoning the idea of going to Bowen Island due to number of hours left in the day after breakfast and the fact that we had a dinner date with Jan and Ruby we opted for a walk in Lighthouse Park. And that was a great afternoon of walking on the north west side of Vancouver. Considering the length of the tracks, the magnificent sea coast and the fact that again the day was beautiful, it was pleasing that there were more squirrels to be seen than people!
Dinner at a posh Japanese restaurant looking out over the harbour with Jan and Ruby on Sunday evening was very pleasant. Not sure why but Blair insists on wearing shorts and jandals to all eating places and pubs in the city..says that Vancouverites are very non-judgemental, and he seems right, they don't bat an eye. More than happy for him to make a statement in this fashion rather than have "Love you Mum" tattooed on his forearm. Jan is Blair's flat mate in the apartment and Ruby a local lawyer is a good friend....lawyers always make good friends I think..?
There was still a big tree in Stanley Park that we hadn't got to see so we set off on Monday with that in mind. Stanley Park is a great place to go wandering and we did find the big tree....well past it's prime. The tree is a western red cedar reportedly 800 years old (but then again it is dead! ...do we keep counting?) and is now hollow due most likely to lightening strike. Considered by some as as liability, and potential health and safety risk, it was doomed to felling about 8 years ago.. Such was the outcry from the locals, the friends of... (One group set up as "Stanley Park Hollow Tree Conservation Society"), the greenys..the whole shooting box, the tree remains, trussed up like Forest Gump in the opening scenes of his movie. While in the park we spotted some unexpectedly wildlife. A family of raccoons were going about their evening business and it was possible to get quite close.
Raccoon |
Tuesday we made a dash to Granville Island in probably the heaviest rain we have had to walk in on our entire journey. Granville Island seemed to be home to a lot of artisan type people working in their factories and studios while selling goods at the front door. Also big fruit and vege market.....produce always looks so fresh in these markets. Unfortunately we are on our final day out so no purchases were made.
Dinner out on our last evening with one of Diana's paternal relatives, Peter Pearse and his wife Penny. We were fortunate to catch up with these two as they lead a fairly busy life even though Peter is into his "Octo" numbers in age. We were interested to hear that Richard Pearce of NZ aviation fame is a relative.....Josie will have to get onto that! Peter is also known in New Zealand as the man that developed the idea of fishing regulation quotas. He sold the idea to our Minister of Fisheries, Doug Kidd, back in the late 80's. Peter visited us in Blenheim back then and has strong affection for NZ and for our government. Blair gained little traction when expounding his views on voting, somewhat contrary to Peter's. I think a further meeting was arranged so that Blair could begin studying "Democracy 101". It was fun evening and we were again spoiled by Penny insisting that the hosts pay the bill.....hopefully we can return the favour in the not too distant future.
Wednesday 24 September today, our last day of journey barring the flight home which will take 14 hours, leave Vancouver on a Wednesday at 8.00pm and arrive in Auckland at 5.00am on Friday...14 hours? I fear a thief in the night! Some hours are going to get away on us.
This has been a wonderful journey, beginning with touring in our Motorhome in January this year and about to finish after 8 months travelling. If someone said "...the Pacific is closed, sorry, you'll have to go back the same way you came......", I'd be thrilled. Do it all again in a heartbeat (or perhaps again...... if the bank balance would stand it!). I will write one more blog once home with a brief roundup....see ya next week.