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Water and light are an eternal fascination for me |
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our return journey from the water front takes
us past an unusual water feature or two |
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No tripod to hand, so I try a long
exposure whilst bracing myself against a lamp post. This attracts a few
unusual looks. |
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Across the road I spend some time
crouching near fountains and hotel lawns whilst trying not to look as
though I am bedding down for the night. |
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Enough for one evening, time to bed down for
the night! |
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The following day, I decide to chance my
arm and cycle across the Lions Gate bridge to north and west Vancouver. |
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Fortunately, cyclists are allowed to use
the sidewalk. Its a big climb to the middle but then a joyful rush down
the other side.
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I decide to cycle to Lighthouse Park, which
is as far as you can see to the left of this picture, about 16 K's. |
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The sky clears dramatically. |
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A different view of Lions Gate bridge. |
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Later that morning I join what I would call a
motorway and cycle, quite legally, along the 'hard shoulder'. Signs
continue to advise that this is a cycle lane and to cross the slip roads
when safe to do so! |
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...which brings me back to Vancouver. This is
Queen Elizabeth Park. I liked this particular group of statues very much.
'The Photographer'. |
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The attention to detail is extraordinary,
even to the time on his watch. |
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Behind this floral bank is an up market
restaurant where Clinton and Yeltsin once dined. I make do with a sandwich
in the Cafe. |
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Back to downtown. |
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I smiled at this juxtaposition of the 'Jolly
Roger' and the high tech of Vancouver's science exhibition centre. |
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Back to Lighthouse park with car and
friends the following day. |
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Yep, there is a lighthouse at the end of
the park. |
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always logs drifted onto the many coves and
beaches. Just so unusual for European eyes. |
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