Monday, August 11, 2014
Having recently revived my childhood interest in cycling, I appreciated the lovely wide path clear of vehicles along much of the route that was interspersed with flickering views of sparkling water amid heritage and new homes.
I read that the beach was called Jerry's Cove after Jeremiah Rogers, a successful local logger, before morphing into Jericho decades later.
Some people brought their own sparkly elements to the beach. This windsock swayed with the slightest breeze and glinted like strings of gold jewelry in the sunlight.
The atmosphere was surreal and the bicycle ride back along the new path energizing and free of the usual traffic concerns thanks to the city of Vancouver and the people who live in the area who saw their neighborhood transformed to accommodate cyclists.
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