
Once on the other side, with Greg launched at the bone-chilling start of the race, Coco and I did a little exploring. Even after a long winter when everything looks tired and grey, there's still a certain charm about the villages of Gibson's Landing, Sechelt and Roberts Creek, even if there was slush on the verges in Roberts Creek.



But yes -- light on the horizon! Check out what the day turned into. Without the previous night's cold dump of wet stuff, would the day have looked this spectacular?


"But Mom! The water's still cold!"


"Oh crap -- isn't that the ferry we're supposed to get on?!"




The complete set is here. (And my obviously better half did an amazing time of 1:51 in the race.)
2 comments:
andrea, this is spectacular. i've been thinking about you in nyc taking these kinds of photos. not to mention who knows, maybe we could meet for dinner! i remember what you said: a year from june :^)
how impressive to run a half marathon. my sil ran the boston marathon last year and i'll never forget seeing the excitement on 4 year old mr ryan's face
isn't it nice that we are in touch again? :^)
love
kj
Meeting you in NYC would be icing on the cake, KJ! And maybe I should talk Greg into training to qualify for Boston the following year...
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