Ladies Finals
& Brewery Visit
The day didn't really kick off until the Ladies singles and doubles finals had been played. It was an early start. Fred was up at 0530hrs, yes you heard it here first - 0530!!
The morning view from the bedroom deck is rather nice. It's looking E by NE so the distant mountains are back-lit by the rising sun.
While Fred was watching the tennis I walked Jack to the other side of the Langdale ferry terminal, to Hopkins Landing.
The addition of 'Landing' to the name I
think gives it a rather quaint historical feel. Gibsons was originally Gibsons's Landing after George Gibson, who with his sons established the settlement in 1886. It was 'incorporated' in 1929 as Gibson's Landing and in 1947 renamed as Gibsons. I think I prefer Gibson's Landing. That is, of course, the European history, because the area was originally the home of the Squamish or Sḵwx̱wú7mesh Úxwumixw First Nations people, along with large parts of what is now greater Vancouver and Squamish which is on the Sea to Sky Highway that takes you up to Whistler, Pemberton and beyond. We should not forget that western settlers displaced and disenfranchised huge numbers of First Nations people of their lands, their culture and their rights. Still a sensitive subject today.
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View of the ferry coming in, looking across to the mainland from Hopkins Landing beach |
Tennis finished, mattress for second bedroom delivered (bookings with a bed for a couple now possible!), we headed off to Gibsons for seafood, bread and various supplies.
First stop the Gibsons market which has an excellent butchers, fishmonger, bakery and so on. Clams acquired for the evenings vongole, some cheese and bread, a quick stop via the supermarket for the essentials. Once these were dropped off at the house we headed back to the Persephone brewery about 2k up the road from us, to sample a couple of flights of their local ales. It was teaming and service slow, but the beers and one cider were worth the wait. We were both partial to the Golden Ale and Pale Ale and Fred liked the stout too. A couple of packs of beers and lunch later, we headed home.
Once recovered from the morning's exertions we headed off to the Hopkins Landing beach a 2k walk from the house and we tired Jack out fetching sticks from the sea. Height of the season and the beach was not too busy. Jack is now crashed out in his bed!
As we walked back the ferry came in to the terminal announcing its arrival with two short blasts of the horn. Someone was in the wrong place!
Supper was the vongole. We ate every clam, none failed to open, all were sweet and huge.
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Huge sweet clams |
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Heavy on the clams, garlic and chili, light on the spaghetti |
Some more images from the day.
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Hopkins Landing at 0730 |
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Looking towards Gibsons from Hopkins Landing
My preference is linguini rather than spaghetti, but I am happy to say, would I know the difference? My "large & sweet" clams on Friday evening came from Norwich market but where they were fished from the sous chef didn't ask. Gibsons looks fabulous...... Bruv
ReplyDeleteGibsons is lovely. I don’t think it makes much difference which pasta you use. I’m not sure where our clams came from, somewhere in BC. They were huge!
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