It was the evening of Nov. 27th. A rare outflow of Arctic air from the continent had collided with incoming Pacific storms, unleashing winter’s full strength and bringing cold temperatures and heavy snow to the Greater Vancouver area. Earlier that day, I’d left the struggling valley behind and gone to my favorite spot on the…Details
A year ago exactly, I arrived in Vancouver. I had minimal luggage, big hopes, bigger dreams and even bigger worries. Turns out some of the worries were justified, others weren’t. And here I am. Almost a Vancouverite, still homeless in my heart which is a drag because home is where the heart is. And by…Details
Well maybe not the house, but the street. Here’s more snow madness; the little bit of a hill (15th Avenue) made all the difference and there’s much more snow on the groud then downtown, even though not nearly as much as in North Van which looked just like Saint Sauveur, QC in the dead of…Details
As promised, more pictures from the VanDusen Gardens. Still to come, the streets at night, Lynn Canyon and Grouse Mountain at sunset.
While in the Nation (sic) of Québec people are still wondering if Gilles Vigneault was right to say "Mon pays ce n’est pas un pays, c’est l’hiver", Vancouver is being given a well deserved lesson and rather stunning proof that "Mon chemin ce n’est pas un chemin, c’est la neige." I was so wrong yesterday…Details
Tonight that’s it. If there remained any doubt in some spaced out minds, it has been erased. Winter is upon Vancouver and as a proof, it is releasing its first snow on the city. It’s wet snow, of course, and the flurries are barely able to leave their footprint on cold windshields, but it has…Details