Locarno Beach/Spanish Banks

I still haven’t gotten over the novelty of living in Vancouver and being able to enjoy outings like this. Just a short 35-minute drive from my condo, Locarno Beach and Spanish Banks offer the perfect escape. Beach, mountains, soft sand, and a concession stand serving fish and chips—what’s not to love?

I moved here in 1979 after visiting my sister and her family over the years, and I knew immediately it was where I wanted to live and raise my own. The weather alone felt like a gift compared to Montreal: gentler winters, no heavy humidity in the summer, and no need for window screens because mosquitos were practically nonexistent. For a girl from back East, that felt like luxury.

Decades later, I still return to this stretch of shoreline whenever I need a reset. A few deep breaths, the sound of the waves, and a moment of gratitude for where I get to call home.

Do you have a favourite beach-day memory? I’d love to hear it—share yours at info@themobilesenior.ca