Labour Day Weekend

Warning: Lots and lots of pictures!

This weekend was the annual woodsmens weekend at our campground. Loads of people and tons of activities all weekend. As usual, too, there were lots of fights and several visits from the RCMP on Friday night, Saturday night, and Sunday morning. The area across from us is used for tenting. Apparently next year it is being turned into seasonal lots, so that should end the foolishness (hopefully). At the top of the hill was a bunch of young kids from town, including our nephew, who were fine, no trouble. Then it was a bunch from C.I., then a bunch from the town about 10 minutes away. That's where the trouble was. They were young, foolish, drinking waaayyy more than they can handle, and doing some hard drugs according to nephew. Anyways, Friday night a couple of them got into a fight, jumping onto each other's tents, total silliness. The police came up probably five times or so. Saturday night they started again, and the police arrived several times. I was so tired from the night before I missed all the action. I guess someone got a broken nose, and he was a hemopheliac, so the ambulance came to take him to the hospital. He was still in the hospital the next afternoon, I haven't heard any more how he made out. Two tents got picked up and thrown into campfires.


Saturday afternoon a group of mid-20s kids from the city arrived directly across from us. They were great, very nice young people. You'll see more in a bit. Anyways, they were quite nervous because the silly ones were saying racial slurs about some of them and threatening them with bats for no reason at all. One of the guys went to the police and told them what was going on. Saturday night the police took quite a few underage drinkers away. But I must say that all the times we've been there on the weekends this summer this was the first time that we saw any fighting going on. I don't know why they can't just go and have a good time.


I find pictures hard to move sometimes on here, so this is going to be out of order. Sunday night there was a moose calling competition, and one little guy around seven got an answer to his call...

They do a play about Dew Drop, I believe her name is, and her boyfriend, Light Feather, and Merlin who kidnaps Dew Drop and takes her to his island. There is a raid on the water, and fire is set to Merlin's cabin. (Metal framed building covered with paper.) She is rescued, and all is well.

Celebrated with fireworks...

So Sunday morning the Littlest One arrives back at the camper and says he has a girlfriend who is coming over to meet us. I figured it's a little girl he met along the way. Hubs looks out the window, and there he is with two young ladies from the city kids across the road. He was totally smitten with the one in the yellow. He couldn't find her after the fireworks, so in the morning when I let the dogs out there was a note for him saying she was sorry she missed him, what tent she was in, and to come over for pancake breakfast. Unfortunately I think the damp ruined their pancake mix, so they had to get some at the canteen, where she bought him two packages of candies. (Oh, yes, and the day before she gave him Oreos, potato chips, and juicepacks. No wonder he was smitten!) He painted her a rock with a picture of them on it, and when they packed up to leave they gave him 20 bbq hot dogs (the big ones), leftover Oreos, and cheese sausages. So before they left they came over to get their picture taken with him.

Monday morning they finished up some stuff they couldn't do Sunday because it was too windy or that they just plain ran out of time. The Littlest One wanted to go in a canoe so bad. He went up to this guy (who I do know somewhat from coming in the store and getting beads - he does gorgeous native beadwork). He took him out for a bit.

Then he took the Oldest One out for a turn.

Then he had to get ready for the big canoe race, so the boys sucked another kid into taking them out. I think next summer I'll get them into canoe lessons.

There was axe throwing, too. They got four throws each. I wasn't there for all of it, but the Oldest One was and said the winning man had a final score of 12/15 points, and the winning lady had 14/15 points.

This lady here in the pink got two bullseyes, and the other two were very close to the bullseye. I bet it was her that won.

There was also chainsaw carving. This guy carved back to us.

When he was done he had made an owl.

The middle guy made a horse head...

... complete with mane.

There was another guy who made a little rocking chair and footstool. They gave them all away, and the Littlest One tried hard to get one. When they gave away the owl they asked for who had come the farthest. Everyone laughed when he piped up and said, "I came all the way from Lot 69!". Unfortunately he didn't get it, someone from Ontario got it.

There were different kinds of sawing competitions, both single person and double. I didn't get pictures of everything, I missed some of Sunday afternoon's stuff, and Saturday afternoon we had to scoot somewhere to get more propane. The Oldest One said that one of the ladies doing a chopping event with an axe had her handle split, and the axe cut her hand, she had to have first aid. Hope it wasn't too bad.

There was vertical chopping competitions. Super fast, these guys! They cut through one side, then they flip around to the other side to cut this piece of wood into two pieces. The Oldest One brought one of the chopped pieces home with him.

There were washtub races...

Canoe races...

One of my favorites is always log rolling. The neat thing is pretty well all the competitions are divided into juniors, intermediates, ladies, mens. These two little girls were the final two for first and second in the junior log rolling. They are sisters, and man, were they ever good! The younger sister on the left won first place.

Happy knitting!