Themes for this trip which took us from Colorado North through Montana, West across Canada and ultimately by ferry to hang around Vancouver Island. We ate our way from Revelstoke through the Okanagan Valley and for the next three weeks in BC. British Columbia does not disappoint on any level but the tastes were irresistible.
From Revelstoke to Kelowna, big snow-capped peaks opened up into broad agricultural valleys and we watched skinny, valley lakes, train tracks and the squiggly Eagle River pass out our windows. Fruit World and D Dutchmen Dairy in Sicamous merited a roadside stop and we filled the car to overflowing with fresh veggies, fruits, jelly, a pie, cheese plus ice cream to go (after saying hello to the calfs and cows).
Not much further along the Vernon-Sicamous Highway we couldn’t help but stop again at the Log Barn Farm Store.
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| Goat Bridge |
This time the lush green lawn, dinosaur lawn ornaments, goats and dragon throne drew us in. Dragon throne for the dragon lady? Goat bridge?
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| Dragon Throne or Throne of Dragons? |
Sort of overwhelmed at so many things to do in the Okanagon Valley, we landed on wineries and potentially tubing as musts. A quick check on availability for dinner at Mission Hill Family Estate Winery secured a reservation for us but we’d have to hurry. And hurry we did! We promptly found the coolest retro motor lodge ever (pool, games, roller skates, bunk beds and ping pong lounge) and made a beeline for showers in prep for fancy, yummy dinner!
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| Mission Hill Family Estate |
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| Birthday Boy |
Oh! And, by the way, this was Kris’s birthday. Happy Birthday, Kris! Enjoy three and a half hours of gastro-heaven including wine pairings (or non-alcoholic bevs for the minors), mouthwatering appetizers and multiple rounds of desert with coffee.
With bellies still full the next morning, we sadly checked out of our cool retro motor lodge and found a mini golf course for entertainment while KB the digital nomad worked again from his minimalistic (albeit cluttered and a bit grungy) mobile office. Midway through putting, we were swarmed by blood thirsty mosquitoes and accomplished nearly zero holes in one as we frantically swatted. We said goodbye to delicious Okanagan Valley without staying long enough and continued West to explore more of delicious British Columbia starting with soft doughy baked goods from Ashcroft Bakery which we devoured while gawking at just how many chargers are in Cache Creek.
And how to describe the drive from Cache Creek to Whistler? Lilooet looked about like a little piece of paradise to us. Rain poured down as we drove up and around twisty, curvy narrow, Duffy Lake Road, past avalanches, waterfalls and Duffy Lake where we were engulfed in clouds. Passing Lilooet Lake the clouds revealed a glimpse of…THAT BEAUTY!
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| Gateway to Lillooet |
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| Duffy Lake |
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| Whistler |
We pulled into Blackcomb Springs for a splurgy, quiet off-season condo with onsite laundry and a dishwasher which we utilized to the fullest extent. We felt like the only people in the lodge until we passed the Canadian ski team?
Lazy was the name of the game as we relished steaming cups of coffee, sorted and folded laundry, dried and repacked camp dishware and snacked on leftover farm stand foods in our spacious living room with a view. And then we took off for Whistler and found the people. All the people and the cars. And EVs and the chargers!, colorful, spring flowers, a gushing glacial river, art, a walking mall and yet another round of delicious treats from (highly anticipated) Purebred bakery. A too thin cable spans the valley, connecting Whistler Peak with Blackcomb with dangling gondola cars. And the olympic plaza reminds us of the elite terrain offered by these majestic mountains. And the resort reminded us of many places at home back in Colorado but we weren’t homesick just yet!