Tuesday, August 31, 2010

BC Days 3-4

Um, where did we leave off? Right, BC, heading out of Victoria.

I went for a great run here. The sun was just rising and you probably can't tell from this picture, but the view is back to the Olympic Mountains and they were just barely peeking through the clouds and it was beautiful.



That morning we drove further north to Nanaimo. Day 3 was a little strange in that we thought we were going to do something that didn't end up working out, so we had all afternoon and evening in this little town where we had only intended to sleep. Really the only reason we were in Nanaimo was to take the ferry back to the mainland at the crack of dawn. We did find a few hikes (really more like strolls) to fill the extra time. And it was gorgeous out so it was not a bad deal at all.

Here is the main waterfront area:

One of the cute little bathtub ferries for getting around the harbor area, which they also had in Victoria:

Hiking vista

Ditto

Beach

Boardwalk, looking back to the Olympic Mountains back in the states

The next morning we took the ferry over to Horseshoe Bay, just north of Vancouver. We only stayed up on the deck for a short amount of time because it was pretty chilly once the ship got moving.

Another vista, as we drove


We stopped to do a short hike (walk) to a waterfall on our way north to Whistler.
As we got closer to Whistler it actually started snowing!!! The air temp was in the low 50s but the clouds were so low that it was snowing. Eventually it changed to just rain.

The first thing we did in Whistler was head to the Olympic venues. What a mistake that was. Everything was falling apart and there was litter everywhere. It was as if the races ended and everyone just left and no one cleaned up at all. Here is the ski venue:



I mean total sadness:
Here are the jumps:
Hopefully they can get the venues in shape again to host World Cups and other big events. Also we saw several bears up there and Austin saw a bald eagle.

After this we headed back and walked through Whistler for a while. Before we got there I pictured it like Park City. It has the same kind of vibe (shops and restaurants and the lifts that come right down to town) but Whistler seems to be 4 or 5 times bigger. Also the people seemed more legit in the athletic/outdoorsy department, unlike Park City that has lots of gucci snow bunnies. Also there were a ton of mountain bikers because you can take the lifts up and come down the ski trails on your bike and they have all these obstacles and hazards all over the runs. So for this reason Whistler seems to have a disproportionate number of 20-30 something biker boys.

Here she is:
The bottom of the lift with some of the ramps and jumps for the bikers:
Still more to come...

Friday, August 20, 2010

The long road back

July 2010 was a month of more goings than comings. We were only in town 7 days as Austin and I spent the first part in British Columbia and the kids and I spent the last half in PA and NY. Literally 587 pictures later, it is time to update the blog (*cringe*). Joy of joys. I'm going to do this in shorter installments. I'd have to have several episodes of time in which there was a day, a night, and a day as if they were one day to do this otherwise, but I would not choose to use that kind of day to update the blog. Also the major fail point on substantial blog updates is the photo upload interface on here is really clunky and slow and you can only upload 5 pictures at a time. So it takes forever. That is my primary excuse. Okay. Enough whining. Here goes...

Day One

After flying to Seattle we drove NW and took a ferry across the straight to Victoria. It was a little more than an hour to get across. We stayed out on the deck the whole time. Also it was about this time that I realized I was potentially going to freeze the whole time we were up there. I did not freeze. I did wear my Penn State sweatshirt the first several days, however. Also the Canadian niceness was already oozing all over the place even on the ferry ride over.

Upon arrival in Victoria it was perhaps 8pm local time, which felt like 11pm for us. Also, neither of us got much sleep the night before, and somehow I managed to get only 2 hours. But it was Canada Day, and there were festivities going on by the harbor and fireworks to come. However, the fireworks weren't until almost 11pm local time. There was just no way we were going to be able to make that late hour. We tried to go where we were staying to take a nap and get up again, but (one completely incoherent and delirious conversation later) I didn't wake until 5am. Needless to say, we missed Canada Day. Which was probably our one shot at it so it is a little too bad, but there was just no way.

This is where we stayed. Victoria is more Victorian than Great Britain.


Day Two

This was one of the most busy days of the whole trip. Then again we were up and going since 5am. We started out tracking down breakfast and eating along the harbor.


Then we went on a self-guided walking tour around Victoria. This was the first Chinese public school in Victoria. Which meant this was where the Chinese children went to school to learn English so that they would be admitted to the local public school.


After walking around, we had fish and chips on the dock for lunch. I would still rate San Fransisco's wharf fare better, but this was a strong contender and well enjoyed.

Next we did a tour at the Parliament Building.

There is some mysterious factoid about the lights that cover the building and illuminate it at night. The tour guide claimed they were the original light bulbs...um, no, not really. Perhaps he meant the original wiring?

Then we headed west from Victoria out to a park that, as it turned out, was pretty random and we're not sure why the nice lady at the tourist info center thought to encourage us to go there. Oh well. Here is Austin in the randomness.
Also this will be the first of several pictures funny signs that we encountered.
They would just like you to know that cliff jumping is not safe for the 5 listed reasons. However, you are not prohibited from doing this (and in fact there was a family there cliff jumping as we walked around). They will draw the line on drinking, though.

After that we went on a zipline tour with this company. The way it worked was that we went with a group of 10 total people, plus 2 additional guides. The 8 others were all part of one family who were some of the few local Victorians. And yes, they were beyond nice and had super accents. After the bunny hill at the bottom to see if you would totally freak out, we took an ATV to the top of a hill and then you zip down. There were probably 8 lines and one suspension bridge. All 10 of you make your way from one platform to the next before moving on to the next line. At the end you are back at the bottom of the hill. Some were short and fast and in the trees, some were long (the longest was 1,000 feet) and out in the open with spectacular views.

This was Austin's favorite activity of the entire trip. And he's not just saying that. He was a maniac from the bunny-hill-equivalent warm-up run. His technique of the day was The Point. Check it:

Also, if you can tell, this is him completely upside down on the second line. That didn't take long.
Some companies use harnesses that would prevent you from moving around much at all, but we just had two clipped lines at each hip so you were free to go wherever you wanted. I did not take them up on this option. I did lay out flat a la torpedo, which gets you moving pretty fast. For me that was enough to call it good. For Austin, he continued flipping all over the place the entire time. At one point he said "I know why adrenaline junkies end up killing themselves." That's not exactly what you want your husband to say when you're far from home and tethered to a cable high atop the trees.

Although this ended up as my second favorite activity of the trip, my favorite 30 seconds of the entire trip were towards the end of the 1,000 foot line. The first 2/3 of this particular line are in the woods with trees close to the line, and then you come out into a clearing and the hill drops off quickly so you go from being in the trees to above the trees--all of them. And there was a jaw-dropping view back to the coast and across the water to the Olympic Mountains in Washington. And then you have the additional sensation of moving through this space with complete weightlessness. It was pretty much amazing.



So that was the update from essentially one day...my prediction is each day is going to get shorter or I will never finish. More coming...