We looked out the window and was a little discouraged due to the large, black clouds rolling in. Thunder could be heard in the distant hills. We took off and hoped the road might turn and we might miss the storms. No such luck!
Once through the major part of the mountain pass the rain eased and we rode on to Whistler. The traffic was heavy and we thought there's no way we'll find a park. But just then we came across a sign saying "Free Motorcycle Parking". Good on ya Whistler. We were dry under our rainsuits but feeling quite cold. We wanted something warm for lunch and so wandered up through the main street (no vehicles allowed). It is quite a pretty place but not our cup-of-tea (so to speak). We ate and drank, saw the Olympic sculpture (from 2010) and then scampered.
We arrived at our friends place 9.00pm. We'd been in touch with Chris and she was as relieved to see us as we were relieved to have arrived.