Ferry to Gibsons

Early in the spring, Kathryn's capoeira group went to the nearby town of Gibsons for some classes, and one day I tagged along. Its a neat little town on the lower mainland which is only accessible by boat since the mountains are too heavy and the town to small to justify a road.

While the group was having their class I wandered down to the waterfront and had a poke around during low tide, sneaking into old boat repair shops and skulking around the pier. I found it particularly neat that there were groups of mussels growing on a fallen tree which were submerged when the tide was in and airborne when the tide was out.

Some relative of Kathryn's (I forget which) apparently once ran a coffee shop out there, but we were unable to identify any particular buildings having never been there while the shop was in action, though there is a Grandma's Pub.