The Best Weekend EVER - part 2 - at Gibsons on the Sunshine Coast

After we drove off the ferry, we headed to Gibsons  on BC's Sunshine Coast.

Even though the sun wasn't shining, the rain wasn't really raining either. (I know the sun was shining in the above picture, but I stole that one from Yahoo!) After a very scenic route (not even the GPS nor the 3 backseat drivers were very helpful,) the first thing we found (after the elusive parking spot) was the Persephone, the boat made famous by The Beachcombers, a show that ran from 1972 to 1990 - talk about popular - see if this brings back any memories. You can find some clips on YouTube if you so desire.

Of course, the Vokey men had to 'size 'er up', seeing how the Persephone is a boat. She's pretty well landlocked now by the looks of it.

Of course, Howard headed down the wharf to the Marina, but everyone else decided to go into Molly's Reach for Lunch. Rather than run down and grab him, I phoned him and told him to get his ass back up - isn't technology great?

We got a table, and were perusing the menu, when Bonnie phoned Mr and Mrs Butler, friends of Henry, who have a home 'back home.' Seems she had lunch all ready for us - so we said our goodbyes to our friendly waitress, told her we'd be back, and off we went to find a piece of Paradise near the ocean.

Howard, Don, Henry and Mr Butler

What a beautiful home, in a beautiful setting. I found it hard to separate myself from the view, Pacific Ocean to the left of me and to the right of me. I so wanted to just run down to the beach!

But then I would have missed all this:

And what's better than one accordian? Why, two of course. Unfortunately the videos we took weren't very good - I THOUGHT mine had no sound, and Howard's were all upside down. Sort of sucks, really. However, I downloaded mine anyway - and guess what? TA DA!

Requests, anyone? Yes, for sure. Grey Foggy Day please. Thankyou.

What a great afternoon - a tasty lunch of Pea Soup (better than mine, too, it was delicious), cookies, and a toe-tapping concert - but soon it was time to head back to Gibson's Landing for some touristy stuff.

We knew we were close when we saw this sign - made out of silver fishing lures. Pretty cool, eh?

And just in case we missed something - the signs of the times. Also pretty cool.

However, some people weren't interested in Fainting Couch Spa, or Swish, or Gaia's Fair Trade. Some people were more interested in the marina.

But only until supper time - see, we told Molly's Reach we'd be back.

This time we got a window seat, which was far nicer than the dark corner by the washroom we were offered at lunch time.

No one seemed particularly interested in the menu. Fish and chips were a popular choice, but I had a Teriyaki Salmon Burger, which I thought was really delicious, even though Howard tasted it and deemed the fish old and a product of the fish plant.

The restaurant had a lot of Beachcomber decor, which was really cool. Relic's clothes were displayed in a glass case on a far wall - we were glad they were in a glass case. If you know Relic, you know why.

We managed to get in another stroll before heading back to the ferry. I'm not sure where this gate went - it was beside Molly's Reach.

And while the guy folk were interested in all the boats, I was amazed to see this garden 'barge.'

The town is named after George W Gibson, whose bio is on the plate below. I know one thing - if one of my sons had even thought of joining the navy at age 12, they would have had a second think coming.

By the time we headed back to the ferry, dusk had pretty much turned into night. Our last view of Gibsons was pretty much a fairy tale farewell.