This is my place.
Third Beach in Stanley Park. I have been frequenting this spot on my bike for 30 years. Theses days, I make it part of my 30 km route home from the office. Today, I biked downtown for a much needed haircut and then lunch at 3rd Beach – a veggie burger and coffee.
We all have a special place. A place where we always feel comfortable. A private place we don’t often share. A place where we can relax. Think. Create. A place for quiet reflection.
I have 2 places like that.
3rd Beach is one and I am here most days if only to fill my water bottle and empty my bladder. And, the other is the family cottage in rural Ontario. For over 50 years, I have felt one with the place. My father and I built it and, it was the one place that remained constant in my life. We moved a lot during my youth but the cottage remained central to our lives.
I am headed to the cottage in a few weeks to bike, rest and rejuvenate. I don’t get there often these days. It is a long way. This trip I will evaluate whether to sell or renovate. It would be a great place to retire for part of the year. Great biking. Quiet rural roads. Clean fresh water swimming. And, a nine-hole golf course perfect for retirees.
This is my place too.