Market Madness

 

Back in civilization.   Too many people, too crowded, and too much noise.   Well, we did go to the Granville Island Public Market; what did we expect???   More on this later...

We started off the day rather leisurely in Gibsons Landing, about 20 miles north of Vancouver BC.   We rolled out of bed, had a nice breakfast of poached eggs, bacon, English muffin (which is neither English nor a muffin).   We got underway just after 1030 this morning.

Captain Karen at the helm.   She drove us off the dock.   A first for her!

Somewhere up this channel is Whistler.

Rounding Cape Roger Curtis on Bowen Island, we were treated to a view of Vancouver in the distance.

We had to navigate around the "parking lot" in English Bay.   I've never seen such activity in the port before.  Our tariff policy must be really good for Canada.   Gald someone is winning, because it isn't us.

Approaching the Burrard Street bridge.  Our marina, Fisherman's Wharf in False Creek is just beyond the first bridge and to starboard (right).

There we are, in the center of the photo; all snug at the dock.

A shout out to the HarbourMaster, Nicole, for such excellent elocution that even I could clearly understand her over the VHF.   That, I assure you is a genuine rarity.   I swear most people mumble on the radio.

Off to a light lunch and heavy gelato at the Granville Island Public Market.

We strolled by this beautiful lily pond.   No anaconda were seen here...

Cherries, berries, oranges - anyone?

Mmmmm...   We resisted temptation.

Back at the boat, we met new friends, Greg & Farah who have a blue-hulled Selene 55 named Summer Dreams, which they keep on the East Coast.   They cruise the Bahamas and Caribbean.   Maybe we will see them later this Fall as they head south!

We then hiked over the False Creek Bridge to downtown Vancouver for dinner at Chang'An.

A sea of boats at False Creek as viewed from the bridge.   And Blue Redd smack in the middle of it all.

Vancouver has art and interesting architectural elements all over town.  Here is a chandelier under a highway/bridge overpass.

Dinner at Chang'An.  Chinese-ish food.  Fancy and interesting, though a bit perfumy for my tastes.

Then a stroll along the waterfront out to Sunset Park and Sunset Beach.

There are gardens and flowers everywhere along the path.   Ross took most of these photos of the gardens.

We came across a pick-up roller hockey game in the park.   They kept hitting the "puck/ball" out and I kept retrieving it for them.  Eventually we moved on, but not before the white-jerseyed team scored!

We watched he golden sunset from the beach.   It is a real sand/shell beach.

Once the sunset was done, we headed back and across the Burrard Street bridge and ultimately back to the boat.

Sunset picture from the Burrard Street bridge overlooking the entrance to False Creek and out to English Bay and the Strait of Georgia beyond that.

Ross leaves late tomorrow morning to fly home.   We will miss him as he has been a nice addition to the boat's crew (or we have been an addition to his crew...).

Good Night All...