I hope that I am not cutting it fine. But, I wanted to make the most of my last few hours before I am due to board the Queen Elizabeth. I was intrigued by the Capilano Suspension Bridge, and wanted to make my own way there and go around in my own time. This is a very well organised tourist attraction where at least three “trails” are on offer, affording magnificent elevated views of forest, gorges and cliffs. I felt the 51 Canadian Dollar fee good value for what was provided. The “piece de resistance” has to be the very wobbly suspension bridge. Thankfully, I enjoy a good head for heights. I believe I walked along every route available, along with hordes of tourists from all corners of the earth. Below are some of the pictures, hopefully in the order I took them. A few have failed to upload; but there should be enough here to give a general idea, and not in the order I would have liked!
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Trolley” complimentary service from the Hotel to the Capilano Suspension Bridge.
(above) My first exploration was along the Cliff Walk from which these five images were taken.I then crossed the very wobbly Capilano Suspension Bridge. I think any pictures taken were on my main camera. We continue to The Tree Tops Adventure, where the walkway is high up in the tall trees of the forest.
Another trail was “Nature’s Edge”
As one can see, the whole thing was “a bit of a hike” with gradients and steps. But, very lovely, even, awesome!Finally, I made my way back along the swaying suspension bridge, pausing to take it all in, and consign some memories to “film.”
Soon, it was time to return to the Hyatt, check out, and collect my baggage. But before that, I squeezed in a quick visit to the ancient Anglican Canadian church opposite the Hotel. The warden on duty was most welcoming and we agreed on our opinions of Monsieur Trump! Practising Christianity is almost an impossibility when the subject of current American politics rears its (ugly) head! Not because of that conversation, bu I did have to beat a hasty retreat; I really had cut it fine.
My bags were delivered to a waiting taxi, and the trials and tribulations of U.S. customs, and the associated lengthy queues are all but forgotten. So is going to my cabin to find it already occupied. Unknown to me, I had been bumped up to a balcony cabin on deck 8. Hallelujah! Seven glorious weeks of magnificent scenery and wonderful views lay ahead. And, I thought it couldn’t get any better!More news in the near future.
Thanks for reading! David.
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