Vancouver to Whistler, home of the 2010 Winter Olympics
Seemed like a great idea to me. I unlocked the cage in the parkade (aka parking garage) and took my rental out for a drive along British Columbia rate 99. Getting out of the city was straightforward although the traffic seemed pretty heavy.
It wasn’t long before the scenery moved from urban to rural and totally gorgeous. The mountains, trees, water, sky and snow collaborated to make this an incredible drive. Of course most of the pullouts for the view were on the wrong side of the road so I did the best that I could to view and not run off the road. I figured that staying on the road was more important than the view but I gawked whenever I could and made mental notes of where the good overlooks were for my return trip.
I followed the signs to the Olympic Village but was disappointed to arrive at the gates where a big “Closed” sign resided. Well shoot! I started back to BC 99 but was able to get one really good picture before heading on into the village of Whistler.
Whistler is a relatively typical ski village with lots of ski shops, eateries, rental apartments and inns. Also like most of these ski villages plenty of warm weather sports shops with mountain bikes to buy or rent. And of course the view was awesome! I couldn’t help but imagine how cool it would be to be sipping on hot chocolate and watch the skiers shushing down the slopes.
It was warmer than I expected so I left my sweater in the car and set about to wander. It is a huge ski village so it wasn’t long before I was totally lost. I found a nice eatery with a patio and enjoyed my lunch while looking up at the slopes. Afterwards I browsed the shops and picked up a few souvenirs.
Then I had to figure out where the car was! I didn’t take too many wrong turns and eventually found my way to the parking garage that was near the library and was soon back on my way to Vancouver.
Remembering the pullouts, I found this one, which didn’t have nearly the view that I had hoped for but …
The next one was better
It was getting on in the afternoon by then and the view was to the West so the sun made good shots a bit difficult but still it was beautiful.
I made it back to Vancouver without any hitches and put my rental back in its cage. [The hotel had a caged in area of the parkade for hotel guests.]
After cleaning up some, I decided to try one of the hotel’s venue for dinner and ended up at the Red Card sports bar. I had plank grilled salmon paired with the Fat Tug IPA.