Drew's never been to Stanley Park (that he can remember) so we thought we'd head into town.
People. This was a mistake.
Everyone in the Lower Mainland had the Exact Same Idea. It took us almost two hours to get from my driveway to our parking spot in the park.
And when we parked? What did we see?
We saw this:

Anyways, we made the best of it.



As always, a couple of love birds:

The lighthouse:

Canon vs Nikon. Dueling cameras.







Thinking we might be luckier on the other side of the Lion's Gate Bridge, we crossed over and kept going til we got to the end of the line at Horseshoe Bay Village. We paused for a Starbuck's break ...


"I never do Starbucks. Ever. But I gotta tell ya, I feel so... so ... trendy. And hip with this. I feel cool. It feels good."
I'm sure the good folks at Starbuck's will be happy to hear of the power of their cup.

Our next stop on our race against fog, was in response to my suggestion that, "Hey, it's almost 4:00 - let's go to the look out on Cypress and you guys can take some shots like I did on Friday."
I bet that all 124 people who read my blog on Saturday told their friends, who told their friends, because Holy Hannah. It was packed.
SO packed that they turned us away and wouldn't let us in to park.
We had to 'keep driving up the mountain, mam. You're holding up traffic."
Jerk.
So we drove up and then came back down.
Drew and I opened our window/door and took a shot from the van while it was moving:

And then, near the bottom of the mountian, but still higher than the fog line, we pulled over and parked in a construction zone.
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Amazing shots of the fog rolling in.
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