Lynn Valley

Friday was fabulous. Fuelled by our joy of being in the mountains yesterday, we headed by transit to Lynn Valley Park. I hadn't been there in decades. It is a far lovelier, larger park than the very touristy and expensive Capilano Canyon Park—both are famous for their suspension bridges. Lynn Canyon Park is free.

The best part: The low number of visitors.

The worst part: Falling on the rocks and somehow tearing off a finger nail. Boy is that painful!

 The water is pristine. (Excellent for washing wounds.)

A true rain forest, but on a gloriously sunny day.

Moss clings to all the branches in the moist canyon.

David on the bridge. 

 Where we had lunch.

The steep walls of the canyon astound.