And winter came to Vancouver as it always does. Typically we don’t get much in the way of snow. The rule is that the snow stays up in the local mountains that are approximately a half hour drive by car or bus from the downtown core of the city.
An hour or so up the road from the local mountains is Whistler Village. If you like to ski, we have venues that will accommodate. I, however, don’t like to ski.
I tried it in my youth and hurtling down the side of mountain really holds very little appeal for me. I have height issues, you see. And yes, that fear became crystal clear while I was racing down an icy slope in fog that was so thick I couldn’t see three feet in front of me.
If you are wondering how I handled myself in this situation, I’ll tell you. I sat on my bum and cried. Someone eventually came for me and walked / talked me down the remainder of the course.
As this winter settled in, I had just walked away from radiation treatment. Halfway through I had become too sick to carry on. After close to three weeks straight I called it a day.
Lost Lagoon at the mouth of Stanley Park back in February 2014
It can look really beautiful outside but trust me, you’ll feel the cold. Being on the coast we experience a very different cold. It is a damp chill that will move down to your bones. We didn’t have a great deal of rain in December so consequently there wasn’t a great deal of snow in the mountains as a result. Still they managed to eke out a season and with a wet March, the local mountains did okay over Spring Break.
The skies in winter often have a vibrancy not seen at other times of the year. It has also become customary for residents to decorate trees in the community. The tree above sits in a traffic circle.
As this year began, so came the quest to gain back my health that I previously enjoyed. It’s been a struggle.
These are three iconic buildings in the downtown core. From left to right, the Wall Centre, The Hudson’s Bay Co. and currently the tallest building in Vancouver, The Shangri-la Hotel
And you know, its rare…at least for me…that Vancouver ever looks bad. Even in the torrential downfalls you’ll find an underlying beauty.
I’ve had the sensation of being disassembled completely but being left to pick up the pieces. I shall endeavor to continue on with my quest of seeking optimal health.
Enjoy your day. I am going to head out to the bank and sneak a walk in. Say ‘hi’ to a tree or two.
Thanks again for stopping by.