A night to remember

Saturday was one of the best days I’ve had in such a long time. I met up with some friends on the bus in Cloverdale, and we were on our way to Wreck Beach for some get-together with people for someone’s birthday. When we got to Surrey Central we found out that no one else was going to the beach any longer, but we all decided to go anyway. We had already come too far.

The bus rides were long, and the stairs to get down to the beach were even longer, so by the time we got down to the sand we all plunked down onto some logs.

There were lots of naked old men and people playing instruments, and we sat around at the far end smoking and drinking Old Milwaukee. We swam around a bit, and just generally had a good time. Then it started to rain. Eventually when the tide came in we moved down to the main part of the beach, since there was now thunder and some lightening. Once it began raining nearly everyone left.

We sat on a log and watched the sunset, which was the most stunning orange-yellow sunset anyone on the beach had ever seen. The only people remaining on the beach apart from us were about 20 hippies, some of whom were from Australia. Behind us were some hippies playing bongos underneath a parachute that was propped up on vertical logs to make a tent.

The beauty of Wreck Beach is that you can't see Vancouver city from the main beach area. No buildings or massive docks marred our view of the glorious citrus sunset before us.

Three beautiful wonders of nature occurred all at once while we all sat there: Lightening flashing across the sky, the beautiful yellow sunset that bathed everything in golden light, and behind us were two perfect rainbows. It was almost too much to handle.

Everyone on the beach was so excited to be experiencing something so beautiful. It was like electricity was running through all of us; we all felt connected. Every time lightening flashed all the people on the beach screamed and hollered. One guy down-left of us was running back-and-forth, screaming the word RAINBOW over and over. Someone told him there were in fact two rainbows, so he corrected himself and screamed TWO RAINBOWS!!!! Our screams and hollers of joy floated out over the Pacific ocean, and I knew that there was not a single soul on that beach that was not aware of how alive and fortunate they were.

It was just so amazing to experience such natural beauty. We all were so happy be stayed at the beach, and my buddy repeatedly said that the others that decided not to show “messed up,man.�