30 MUD TIRES

Amex got you to meet incredible people

I think this happened in a 1974: A Shakespeare’s, winters eve. Ab calls. Can you be here, like about now. I’m there, and meet a slight guy. He works for BP but he is, as well, a real prospector in his own right. Our mission is to drive to Hazelton and then South to a wintery, fishing camp on Ootsa Lake. The camp is adorned with six or seven rustic cabins.

It is a short job. Doing some staking for B.P. Winter is about. I think a 3-dayer. Snow! Put on your cursed snow shoes.

One of the things is, that BP knows that snow is out there and that the grader will soon do it‘s last plough. Hence access.

The first day out, me tailing the relentless chain. I get thirsty. I stumble upon a creek. I can hear clearly, under its frozen shield, water trickling. Taking my well sharpened axe to chop open the water source, I drew it across my left thigh. Blood spouted. I could have done it all...but my partner said. “I’m driving you to Hazelton.” He did indeed. It was a long drive. At this time, in the dark, a lonely road but lit up a wee bit by the snow.

The doctor in Hazelton knew a lot about blood-axe wounds. All a stitch, my partner said: “You stay home today.”My stay at the cabin, while he did the work, was wonderful. To be alone is neat-scary and I missed the company. But the silence of the wild is awesome. The winds whispers through the trees but you are not quite attuned to their stories.

We did finish the staking job. We cleaned up the cabin, which would have to, in the future, deal with more snowfalls until spring, came around again. Doing the clean up he asked me if I could help him do something. Ears are perking up here.

So he tells me this story. He is a serious prospector. He lives in Van. He fathered many children. He got himself a pilot’s license. He bought a small float plane. On a trip over the Cascades into the area of Fort St. James, on a prospecting trip, he miscalculated the lake size and on landing, ran into the opposite shore of said lake called,” Lac, don’t Land On Me“. The plane suffered big damages.

As he said, he was lucky he didn’t get hurt and the lake was right beside the PGE railroad. People from the rail road helped him transport the motor and wings to Vancouver. The remaining part, which lay on a flat car in Fort St. James, was the fuselage.

We left the lodge at about six o’clock. It is dark. Road, silly and icy. It is winter. We made Fort St James at about ten o’clock in the night. I must say to my wonderment, there is a fuselage on a flatcar. You can see it clearly in the stations, late night, lime lights, all a glow. The fuselage, dusted with a light snow.

My partner knows what he is doing. We lift the fuselage off the flat car and put it onto the pickup. The front is hanging over the front of the cab, the tail lying in the back of our pick up. It is not heavy, much to my surprise.

We tied it down. It was a strange sight, a pick-up in flight.

He drives hard and long into the night. I’m driving with a master. I may have snoozed off but I can’t remember a conversation that we had. Early in the snowy morn, he drops me off at my Mum’s place in Kamloops. He is certainly tired. I suggest a motel, he says no. He leaves in the pickup truck to Van, upon which, his fuselage resides.

Summation: Amex gave one the opportunity to toil with Greek and Roman God’s. Often, small lords of mighty, turn into mighty spirits.

Initialement une entree pour les athletes des jeux olympiques de 1976, ce court tunnel de beton profile et en legere pente a rapidement ete remarque et adopte par les skaters montrealais des les annees suivantes. Il a des particularites qui en font un excellent endroit pour pratiquer ce sport, mais c'est pas pour les debutants. Il s'est fait connaitre dans la communaute skater et sa reputation s'est etendue internationalement. Il a ete declare une des dix meilleurs spots du monde dans «Skateboarder Magazine». On en a fait une livre: «Pipe Fiends» par Barry Walsh et Mike Tison, plusieurs videos existent sur YouTube et Mike m'a dit qu'il est a produire un documentaire sur le Big O.
Dans les installations olympiques, tout pres du nouveau stade Saputo de l'Impact.
Trouve par Zadcat, bravo :)