Woke up at some un-godly hour to complete a ride into Vancouver. I usually complete a nice loop from Horseshoe Bay Ferry Terminal along Marine Drive to UBC. I added a nice little loop to Iona Beach which considering my motivation level lately, made all the difference for me to enjoy the trip. 100km in the bag.
On the way back on the ferry, I bump into a rider that I passed along the way a couple of times enroute along Marine Drive (I stopped for coffee) and she was on a older mountain bike with normal clothes on. I probably looked so foreign to her with all my biking specific clothes (called a kit in our circles). She complained that her seat made her butt sore, but she was really looking forward to seeing Gibsons (somehow the pain would be worth it when she got to her designation). She said that she’s never been to the coast and decided to take her bike from the west end to the ferry and to Gibsons- good for her! She wasn’t too keen about all the hills and I gave her some suggestions to avoid them. I asked if she was visiting friends and she said No, and that she had a couple of hours to spend and wanted to visit Gibsons cause it was there. For some reason, I find this surprising to me just like people who want to retire to Nicaragua (don’t laugh, I know a couple doing it) or people who want go to visit Mongolia, so why Gibsons? I suppose it’s a town that starts with “G” and needs to be visited….I jest and told this rider to visit Lower Gibsons for a really scenic experience, will avoid some of the more nasty hills and to visit the artisan shops along the water. My point is that her comments really offer me a chance to reflect that Gibsons (and the Sunshine Coast for that matter) is great place to visit, has places that starts with “G” (and many more from the alphabet) and she opened my eyes to reflect that I really appreciate this beautiful place that I live in. Riding the Sunshine Coast is really worth the sore butt to visit.