Some things in Vancouver I greatly appreciated. I admired the Lion’s Gate Bridge. I remember the first time I crossed it. It was in my Aunt Helen’s little red convertible car. I was ten. By the time we finished the tour around Vancouver my long blond hair was wind blown into knots.
The approached from Stanley Park is beautiful, coming out of the deep greenness of the giant cedar rain forest and climbing higher over the inlet entrance over to North Vancouver. The above is taken from the sea wall walkway in Stanley Park. Here are a few other views taken in 2008.
These lions are the over pass of the bridge. There is no place to stop with a vehicle to photograph the lions on the approach to the bridge. They can only be accessed by walking.