We sailed to Gibsons, which I've discussed before here, for a small pre-Thanksgiving gathering. Much of what we come for stays the same, though city has granted the proposal for developing a large housing/commercial/conference center along the waterfront, and residents are now moving to court action to protest it. As a visitor there's only so much I can contribute into this, other than to advise all readers to visit the town before it changes too much (though they wouldn't dare ruin Molly's Reach). We had dinner at our traditional spot, the Waterfront Restaurant where Art knows our group and is very good to us, then the famous Molly's Reach for breakfast. We also tried a new café uptown and a Greek restaurant, both of which we were pleased with and would gladly revisit again. We found a park of networking paths that joined the old waterfront to the 'new' town without the dusty main highway and gruelling slope, so had an afternoon walk in the woods. I remind myself that I should do this more often.
The trip over forecasted a strong wind so we took the cautious inner passage around Bowen Island, and found it dead calm there. The sky was a flat grey that blended into the hill islands of Howe Sound like a watercolor painting. No waves, just water like a lake, broken by a silent seal head cutting through. The return trip gave us a fine breeze all the way from one marina to another, we only needed engine to dock.
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