WHITE ROCK, B.C. — Under a toasty July sun with Mount Baker shimmering on the horizon, I waded off the beach and dived underwater, expecting the usual sharp intake of breath that accompanies a plunge into Puget Sound. Except, it never came. Instead of the cold shock to the system that I’ve long considered the price of admission for saltwater swimming in the Northwest, the water was downright balmy. No wonder so many bathers — including one mermaid in her element — were splashing around Semiahmoo Bay off the beaches of White Rock, British Columbia.
A shallow bay, it turns out, allows our normally frigid Pacific Ocean currents to warm under summer sun rays, making White Rock’s beaches more Mediterranean than Arctic. Canadians quickly figured out this oceanographic anomaly in the early 20th century and established a seaside resort town on what was the traditional lands of a Coast Salish tribe called the Semiahmoo. (Today the Semiahmoo First Nation has just 312 acres of reserve land bordering White Rock.)
Over a century later, White Rock still draws summer crowds to what I believe is the finest true beach town on the Salish Sea, the inland marine waters of Washington and British Columbia. It has a landmark pier offering stunning mountain and island vistas, a lovely promenade for sea breeze-scented strolls and a charming oceanfront commercial strip with surprisingly eclectic food and drink offerings, all fronting an expansive beach with a rare commodity: warm saltwater.
While traversing the Peace Arch border crossing come summertime is often the jumping-off point for a grand adventure, White Rock is hiding in plain sight — the very first town on the Canadian side, visible to your left as you crest the final miles of Interstate 5 in Blaine. At 115 miles from Seattle, it’s close enough for a long day trip but makes for a worthy overnight getaway before beach season is behind us.
From a home base in White Rock, explore the beaches, parks, trails and towns along Boundary Bay— including Washington exclave Point Roberts.
Where to stay and what to eat
White Rock is a densely packed town that rises steeply up from the oceanside, which means commanding views are easy to come by even just a block or two inland. Short-term vacation rentals abound — to ensure your digs are legally operated, make sure the host’s business license number is included with the listing. In early July, my family of three booked a one-bedroom unit with a pullout sofa for $240 per night after taxes and fees on Airbnb. But short-term rental booking platforms are often a crapshoot. While the location one block from the beach was ideal, our rental was in poor shape.
In hindsight, I wish we had considered the Ocean Promenade Hotel, a 72-room lodging property and the town’s only beachfront hotel. White Rock is also home to several bed-and-breakfasts, like the Star of the Sea Guest House, just three blocks inland from the beach.
Light sleepers be warned: Like every beach from Golden Gardens on north, the BNSF Railway tracks hug the coast here and trains will rumble through in the wee hours.
Whether hunting for lunch to take back to your towel, an après-beach aperitif or dinner after a day in the sun, you’ll spend much of your time along Marine Drive. This ocean-facing strip is chockablock with cafes, bars, restaurants and shops. From seafood joints to ice cream parlors, Marine Drive leans into the beach town theme — with a Lower Mainland twist.
This end of metro Vancouver is a hub for Chinese cuisine and South Asian food. That culinary influence spills into White Rock, where nestled among the salmon burgers and oyster plates at beach bars like Charlie Don’t Surf are restaurants serving up Cantonese and Indian delights.
At India Chaat House, I followed my warm-water swim with delectable chicken biryani (CA$18) alongside chole bhature (CA$16), or chickpea masala layered atop fried bread.
Wash down those spicy flavors with a matcha milk tea from Leieve Tea (CA$7) while strolling the oceanfront promenade and you’ll have what feels like a quintessential B.C. beach day. Here, the region’s natural splendor is enriched by the multicultural fabric of contemporary Canada.
For a more gourmet night out, the most coveted table along Marine Drive is Uli’s Restaurant, which touts a West Coast bistro-inspired menu. As a brilliant evening sun blanketed the patio, an Aperol spritz (CA$13) almost convinced me I was people-watching on the Amalfi Coast. Both the seafood linguine (CA$41) and paella (CA$41) hit fresh-from-the-ocean notes, while a glass of Okanagan Valley sauvignon blanc-semillon blend (CA$16) off a thoughtfully curated wine list brightened my palate. I skipped dessert and meandered across the street on the server’s recommendation to Maya’s Ice Cream for a memorable scoop of hedgehog, a chocolate-hazelnut gelato concoction (CA$10 for two scoops on a waffle cone).
While the evening offered plenty of enticements, I found Marine Drive’s morning offerings comparatively lacking. However, White Rock’s commercial corridors extend uphill to the Uptown district, where a pain au chocolat (CA$4.45) and a macchiato (CA$3.95) at French patisserie Chez Christophe were worth the trek.
Last but not least, no seaside town, least of all one located in a province with the word “British” in its name, is complete without fish and chips. White Rock carries this combo in spades.
Lines seem to form all day at Moby Dick, which touts its legacy as White Rock’s go-to fish and chips shop. When there is an iconic, and often very busy food destination with similar establishments on the same block, I go for the knockoff with shorter lines. (See: Pat’s instead of Geno’s for cheesesteaks in South Philly, or Modern instead of Mike’s for cannoli in Boston’s North End). How good can the tourist trap really be? Don’t the locals prefer the joint with shorter lines?
Operating on that philosophy, I devoured a luscious plate of halibut fish and chips (CA$21.95 for two pieces) from Coney Island Seafood next door. The pleasingly crispy batter encasing juicy white meat was blessedly ungreasy, while the tartar sauce was just the right balance of citrus tang and creamy texture. And despite the New York name, the accompanying potatoes were more chips than fries, that is to say a thicker cut than we’re used to on this side of the border. I didn’t have room to conduct a comparative taste test, but in June a White Rock city councilor caused a kerfuffle when he declared Coney Island the locals’ favorite.
Piers, promenades and a big white rock
If you can withstand the urge to consume your fish and chips the moment they arrive, cart them across Marine Drive and plunk down with them at your preferred patch of East Beach.
This end of White Rock has the most infrastructure for day visitors: well-maintained bathrooms and changing facilities, as well as ample parking (CA$4.50 per hour). The beach can get crowded at high tide, but when the tide is out there is seemingly endless sandy real estate and can feel like a hike just to reach water deep enough to swim. West Beach is farther from the dueling fish and chips shops, but offers better kayak and stand-up paddleboard launching options from the boat ramp at Bayview Park.
What distinguishes East from West? The pier.
The White Rock Pier claims to be the longest in Canada at 1,540 feet long. Once a steamship dock, today the pier draws selfie-takers and scenery-admirers especially around sunset.
While not as built up as the Santa Monica Pier in Southern California — no carousel or amusement park here — there is still a magnetic allure to walking out above the ocean, especially with a view that takes in the San Juan and Gulf Islands as well as the North Cascades.
Buskers and food carts instead take up residence in Memorial Park, which sits at the foot of the pier, and around the White Rock Museum & Archives, a former train station that once served Seattle three times daily. (Passenger rail service stopped in 1975.) On summer weekends this plaza is a hive of activity with couples and friends sharing ice creams, kids darting around, teenagers flirting and families escaping the summer heat with the help of a saltwater breeze. Expect an extra vibrant scene from during August’s annual White Rock Sea Festival and Semiahmoo Days.
The other main draw in this vicinity is the town’s namesake, a glacial erratic that the local government paints religiously to keep a consistent hue.
The rock is hard to miss and a short walk away along the promenade, a 1.4-mile expanse for oceanfront strolls. The paved route is an accessible option to soak in the beach vibes for those unable to descend steps or rocks to reach the sand proper.
The promenade is shorter than that along Seattle’s Alki Beach — and narrower, not recommended for bikes — but the view on a summer evening is a sweet escape. Our window of true slather-on-the-sunscreen, set-up-the-umbrella beach season is short. While wild coastline is a precious and prized part of the Northwest landscape, if you’re craving the comforts of a beach town, White Rock is the best place to find them.
