25-07-2013 Thursday - Burnaby Village Museum, Lynn Valley Ecology Centre & Suspension Bridge

Andrew came with us again and we went to Burnaby Village Museum - a 1920's village.

The school room.













The Music store.













 "Elworth" house built circa 1921.

We had some various costumed 'townsfolk' who gave us explanations of their areas.

This lady was a whizz with the printing press.









The church.

The banking lady had lost her key for a while and someone had stolen one of the older notes that was kept for an exhibit so that was her main talking point.













One of the signs in the bank.

The blacksmith did well to put up with one of the vacation (summer camp) kids whose name was Cole and kept making comments as he was talking about coal he used to heat his furnace.





The guy at the general store kept in character ensuring all the 'gentlemen' removed their hats (caps) when entering the store.

The Carousel.

After some lunch we then drove to the Lynn Valley Ecology Centre & Suspension Bridge.

There were hands-on exhibits and here Steven decided to see who he measured up to - close to a Moose 6'5".










This bridge wasn't as high as Capilano but the water view may have been more spectacular as there was a rushing waterfall.











We then 'hiked' down to the river.







It was surprising how many people were going for a swim as the water was supposed to be quite cold from all the warning signs.  You can just see the kids on the rock in the middle of the photo who were jumping down into the water.  The water was very clear - but still not a great idea.








Once we got back up higher we then took another trail that took us to 'twin falls'.  Once again people were swimming in more precarious spots with hidden dangers all warned about in signs at the beginning of the bridge.







When we got back 'home' we were sitting on the back deck watching the humming bird, one comes every day, having a sip of the sugar water.  You can just see the wasp to the right who then came along and bullied the bird into moving on and took over his 'flower'.


This evening we walked up the road - another hill - ahh the knees - and had dinner at the local pub - The Raven.  Lovely meals but, as is often the case, a bit noisy.