Sunday, December 14, 2008

Saskatchewan, 1928 - Part I

Port Townsend, today. This afternoon I found an album that hasn’t been touched for years. Since the only family left is my sister and I, I’ve been trying to downsize, minimize, you know what I mean.

At any rate, this album has pure gold in it.

When Dad was 18, he and his brothers Hector and Alfred and 1 or 2 other fellows decided to seek their fortunes working the crops in Saskatchewan. Here is a view of the climb up to Jasper on the Canadian National Railways.

This photo is marked “Wolfenden” which was 8.2 miles from Blue River, on the Western Region, British Columbia District, Clearwater Subdivision. Blue River was 132. 0 miles from Jasper over the next Subdivision, Albreda (132.3 miles, Jasper to Blue River.)

I can’t remember the story in its completeness; I mean we are reaching back 80 years for gawds sake! I am confused as to where the brothers began the trip to Saskatchewan, because my Dad did work for a while as a laborer on the section gang at Blue River.

Be all of that as it may be, here is my Dad, age 18, at Jasper.

I remember my Dad telling us that on their return trip, for whatever reason – probably to save whatever earnings they had acquired, did the freight train hop back across Saskatchewan, Alberta, back into British Columbia.

They had a choice of either the Canadian National Railways or Canadian Pacific Railway. Memories fade as to which return route they took, but somewhere in British Columbia, they ran out of luck and ran afoul of the train crew.

Dad clearly remembered the locomotive as being in the 6000 class, which would have been a Canadian National "Mountain" 4-8-2. As the story continues, they were given the choice of walking back to Vancouver, or shoveling coal!

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Anonymous said...

Wow--I never saw these pictures before. I know they did that trip. Did he ever tell you the story about his best friend MAX? They were 'beachcombers' around the gulf island. sailing around picking up stray logs and turning them into the mills. Max had a big dog and one day they were on a beach and a cougar was up on the bluff and the dog went after the cougar-and they both fell off killing them both. The 'boys'went home heartbroken. Your sister, Lesley

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