I know Vancouver, BC is not that far away or extremely different from Seattle, but I must take a moment to rave about it just a little. I only spent a day and a half there and I really only spent time on the beach, well four beaches to be precise – but it was glorious. It has been far too long since I’ve taken a day to just relax on a beach; listening to the waves roll in and the birds call back. It was just what the doctor ordered.
You say Vancouver doesn’t seem like the place to do this? I am here to tell you – it is! Unlike the majority of waterfront property in Seattle and elsewhere in the good ole US of A, most of Vancouver’s coastline is devoted to the public. It is awesome. I was a bit dumbfounded at shear amount of beautiful well kept beaches that the Vancouverites have access to.
I was fortunate enough to stay with some great people during my short visit. The first night was with a friend of a friend (you know how that goes) who happened to live right across the street from – you guessed it – a beach. We spent a bit of time on said beach in the evening and then the friend of a friend had a brilliant idea… midnight swimming. So fun! A little cold at first, but once you plunge in the endorphins kick in and you warm right up. There was even a dock to swim to and jump off of. It was a wonderful way to start this trip of mine.
The following day, my friend and I just hopped from one beach to another. Soaking up a bit of sun, snoozing to the soothing sounds of the surf, and making strange little rock and shell sculptures in the sand. Fantastic. I stayed the night at this friends house and had the opportunity to sleep in a hammock. It was a super tiny house so they strung up the hammock under the loft across the length of the living area. It was like camping indoors; a bit strange at first but quite comfortable after settling in. The morning came bright and early and off I went on my 9 hour bus ride northeast to William’s Lake.
The greyhound wasn’t too horrible. The scenery that we passed through more than made up for the fact that I had to sit for nine hours straight. As we made our way up through the Fraser river canyon, the landscape was so incredibly beautiful. Mountains on each side, a mighty river winding its way through, the blue sky speckled with clouds; and all I had to do was sit back and enjoy it.
I eventually made it up to my destination about an hour and half late. Luckily my ride still showed up and we all piled in the car and headed a few kilometers down the road to the 144 Mile Ranch. I will be spending a couple of weeks here working as a ranch hand and amateur cow girl. Helping to herd their 200+ cows, feeding the pigs, and doing odd jobs in the garden. More on that to come…
Thanks for reading,