Too bad Mr. Garnett found so much to moan about on such a breathtaking ride (Letters, Aug. 22, Slow Food a bummer) where hard-working farmers took time away from their daily chores to feed him with the goods of their labour.
If he stood in long lines waiting for food, that’s what happens when an event is so successful and word spreads about the remarkable fare to be had.
I was there with the 3,999 other smiling cyclists who enjoyed the perfect temperature without the blazing sun that has accosted us in years gone by. I, too, got an early start, knowing the popularity of this event and rode with gusto to reach the Pemberton Coffee Roasting stop and sipped a hearty cup of dark roast coffee while I rode to the next stop.
I salivated as I savoured the kale and feta croissant just down the road and watched friends swoon over the pain au chocolat at the same stop.
I even shared a fish taco at the Araxi booth — gasp! — Araxi is not a farm, rather a Whistler restaurant that had the audacity to prepare lingcod tacos for the masses. I did not care. I chose to just relish the incredible creation rather than question the origins of the fish.
I, too, stood in line at Pemberton Meadows Natural Beef for a truly tasty, delectable burger cooked and served by the smiling Mile One Eatery staff. Surprise again! Farming is not limited to vegetables. Beef cattle are raised in the Pemberton Valley too. Mr. Garnett may also be surprised to learn that pigs, lambs, chickens, etc. are also raised in the Valley, not in a supermarket.
I revelled at the beauty of the Valley as I sat in a quiet spot munching on that burger, sipping a Stewart's root beer. This was as far from sitting on the patio at Citta's hoisting a beer as you could get, but it sure was more enjoyable.
While I am sorry that he did not enjoy his day I am relieved that he will not be joining us next year. Smiling faces will once again fill the Pemberton Valley. Grumpy faces may stay away.