The Capilano Suspension Bridge is made of cables and wood. It’s about wide enough for someone to walk one way on the right side, allowing for traffic on the left. It wobbles quite a bit, and it’s pretty spectacular. Lots of folks lingered to take selfies and peer down from the large cable edges that acted as handrails.
Up at the place where one has to go to cross this bridge, there are also treehouse activities and a thing called the cliff walk. Behold:
Pretty cool. Thee whole thing connects two sides of what they call a temperate rain forest.
When we finished what seemed like death defying walks around on bridges and platforms, we had lunch up near the bridge before we took the shuttle bus back down to the water front. Our shuttle bus driver was pretty charismatic- maybe she was related to the man who drove us yesterday. Then again, her name was Heather, so we instantly liked her.
Anyhow, from there, we picked up our luggage and made our way to the train station. We boarded our train and were underway at close to the scheduled time. This train is a good deal more fancy than the one my mother and I took years ago from Dallas to Chicago. The sleeper cars are cramped, but they are jut about perfect. The crew greeted us with champagne, and we had a seat in what they call the panorama car for a while. That is one with windows on the sides and the top. Pretty cool if you ask me. We’ve got one night here, and we’re off in Jasper for a few days. After that, it’s back on the train to Toronto.
Cas has photos, of course. Now, not all the photos in the album are his. Some are mine, but only the very well composed, artistic ones. :-)
Here you go, either way:
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