A Day With Notes

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Ponder Canadian winter; for those unacquainted with weather patterns of this vast country – I doubt this image would come to mind. Living on the west coast, my corner of Canada braces against winter’s rain. On those rare days when fog lifts and sunlight promises to keep dark skies at bay – nothing compares to a little road trip.

We settled on a drive to Squamish; 40 KM’s or so up the Sea to Sky highway towards Whistler.

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Squamish is characterized by Stawamus Chief, “the Chief” attracts thousands of rock climbers, eager to tackle its shear cliff face. A town promoting itself as the “outdoor capital of Canada”; hosting mountain bike and climbing events but really a logging town at odds with dwindling mill jobs and a location between Vancouver and Whistler – two of the most expensive places to live in the world.

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At 4 PM on a Sunday we had to search long and hard to find a restaurant open for business; squeaking in the door of The Campfire Grill, moments before closing. Without question – one of the best BBQ restaurants I’ve ever set foot in.

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With reports of fog banks snarling routes closer to Vancouver, and returning weekend traffic building on the highway our mini vacation had no place to go but home. A quick stop at Britannia Mine before the sun set.

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    4 thoughts on “A Day With Notes

    1. Wow, I just love that first shot. I think when the sun’s rays break through especially early AM, there is not a more glorious sight. However, your evening/night shots come very close. What an amazing day and photos as well.

    2. Lovely vistas! But, with apology my favorite is Oyster! There is this thing about boats out of context for me.

      Three months into winter here and I’m still waiting to experience our first PNW winter. This certainly hasn’t been it. We’re almost 30 inches down on our 4 month average rainfall, we’ve had the lowest temperatures in 30 years and the evergreen around us is fading into something closer to ever-gray-ish.

      But what I wanted most to comment on was the just-before-closing arrival at the resto. It’s wonderful when people really want too do their job. In the Midwest where we used to live it’s hard to find a resto open much after 9-ish or 10 o’clock. On my first trip to Paris I arrived late by train and was astounded to see restos open at 11pm and later — with the owner and/or waitstaff just standing around chatting with clientele. We’ve had a few cases while traveling where we unintentionally walked into a place just about at closing time and almost all of them greeted us with open arms. The only times we’ve gotten the cold shoulder was at home in Milwaukee.

      Odd the things we remember. And the memories that are the fondest.



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