In the morning, Roy changed the oil, while I walked to a bank and exchanged some Travelers' Checks for Canadian dollars. Also went to a post office and bought a stamp to mail a letter to the U.S. Would you believe, Canada charges sales tax on postage stamps!!!
When I got back to the boat, we assembled our bikes and rode the trail around the perimeter of Stanley Park (5 1/2 miles). At Brockton Point, there's a cannon that was made in 1816. The sign said the cannon was fired every night at nine, making a very loud noise. So that's what we heard last night!
Ate lunch at the yacht club and then took off for Fisherman's Cove, a mere ten miles away. We just wanted to go someplace; it was such a temptation to stay in Vancouver.
When we approached Fisherman's Cove, it looked small and crowded, and we weren't able to contact the West Vancouver Yacht Club on the VHF, so we were going to turn around and go elsewhere, but a man at the fuel dock called to us and said there was plenty of room and we could tie to an end tie at the yacht club. He pointed it out to us. We went there and tied up. Ate supper and walked around a little.
Note: Mom's maiden name is Fraser. Aunt Marjorie was her dad's sister. Mom's dad and a lot of his family came to America from England in the early 1900's, but most of the family settled in Canada. As far as I know mom's dad is the only one who settled in the U.S.
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