Every year, one of my daughters who once lived in Vancouver, asks me about the cherry blossoms. On one visit, I drove her downtown just for a glimpse of these glorious trees. Continue reading Spring Blossoms
I headed into New Westminster’s Riverside Markets where once a variety of vibrant shops brought life to a complex similar to Grandville Markets. But most of those retailers had gone. Continue reading Riverside
I entered through Rogers Pass with a view of snow-capped mountains to the west and a glacier to the east. After Golden I reached Yoho National Park. Yoho’s a Cree word meaning awe or wonder, and that was exactly how I felt amidst the natural beauty. Continue reading Yoho National Park
East from Revelstoke was Glacier National Park. Tall hemlock and cedars lined the path of Hemlock Grove Boardwalk, a setting made perfect because no one else was there on that early morning. Entering a different part of the park, I walked over the Llicillewaet River hoping for a glimpse of the glacier of the same name. Continue reading Glacier National Park
I visited Lillooet more for its beautiful sounding name than the well known music festival. As I came closer to the quiet town and its gold rush past, the mountains were parched.
I turned left at a church to the Chinese Rocks piled above the town. Below the wide main street stretched close to the Fraser River. While searching for gold, Chinese miners had washed and stacked these rocks. Across from the Chinese rocks, was a barren skeleton of a tree ominously called the hanging tree.
In spite of my South Indian breakfast and dinner marathon in Singapore a week earlier, I was already craving that unique food, so headed over the Fraser River to the centre of Indian everything in B.C. Continue reading Desi Dosa Madras Restaurant
Within Nairn Falls Provincial Park was an easy 3 km walk. The trail followed Lillooet River up to the falls where water swirled, carving out potholes after plunging down. Continue reading Nairn Falls Trail