I mark that the starting of the May long weekend as the start of the riding season. With that in mind, we plan this ride for almost two months now, and we finally get to get on the scooters and I get my first chance this season to get on the scoot. Here is my previous post from last year. As always, our starting point:
Gathering at the ferry terminal, waiting to be boarded.
Good thing about taking the scooter (or any two-wheeler) is that there is no waiting time. Usually we wait in front of the cars, and then when it comes to boarding, we are the first ones to be boarded. In addition, the price is only half that to regular cars.
As it is an early morning ferry, we all need breakfast to further our early start. Coffee, eggs, and waffle are in order:
After a leisurely and enjoyable 40-minute ride, we arrive in Victoria:
Early riders get the best parking spots:
Another shot of the harbour.
There is the Visitor Centre where you can find information on local attractions and great restaurants.
We also meet a local rider Dar through our fellow rider bobskoot. She is kind enough to lead us on some amazing local ride routes, be it flat and enjoyable ones or the more challenging and twisty ones. After a good one-hour ride, we arrive at Esquimalt Lagoon. An absolute beautiful spot to rest.
Lunch was served at a nearby A&W restaurant.
It is now 2:30 in the afternoon, well past the check-in time at our motel. We then take Highway 17 to head back to downtown Victoria to do just that. Scooters park right outside the room.
After napping for 30 minutes, we all again hit the road, this time Dar takes us through local streets and arrive at King George Terrace Lookout, another gorgeous viewpoint.
The next morning, which I thought we would be all knocked out from the early rise and all-day riding the day before, I find myself to be wide awake at 6:30. The Sunday morning street is quiet:
Breakfast at White Spot, eggs, sausage, brown toast, and smashed potatoes:
Very tasty. There is even coarse salt on top. The morning gang:
After breakfast, we pack our bags and, just in time, it starts to drizzle. Oh well, we already have a perfect ride. Back to Vancouver:
Next year…