Never been to Canada, except for a Thursday thru Monday airshow that TEAM AMERICA flew one time at Fort St. Johns up on the Artic Circle. We flew at the annual Seattle Boat Show the weekend prior than launched in our three Marchetti F260s to St. Johns. About 4 hours enroute, give or take. Mayen!!!!!
That part of Canada is MAXIMUM fucking Stone Age wild!!!!! Solid forests the whole way with a zillion rivers/rapids carving out straight fucking up and down canyon walls, mebbe a thousand feet high. Don`t recall seeing a single road anywhere.
Sasqwatch could have hunnerts of villages w average populations of 1-200 Bigfoots under our flight route, an you would never see them; it is that wild and solid forest the whole way!!!!! If any one of us hada gone down enroute; number 1, we would prolly have died trying to land in thick pine trees about a hunnert feet tall and number 2, if we did survive the landing, we woulda have needed a C130 Hercules transport load of survival gear just to survive one fucking winter (…since ya cain`t carry it tryin to hike to civilization…)
Odds were near a hunnert % that some Arky-ologists mighta found me ina bout 10-15,000 years—–as a fossil; if that….
Last oddity: At St. Johns, on the Artic Circle, it was fucking 85 fucking degrees the whole weekend. Peeps houses were jist like Laurence, Kansas, with vege gardens in max bloom an green grass lawns! Only weird thing: all the cars n trucks had they headlights wired to the ON position, soon as you started the engine.
Not surprising: I prolly drunk 2-3 cases of Canuck beer at night, in the local saloons/dance halls………….. .oOHHHH, and they weren`t no night——–
Comment by Colonel Jerry USMC — July 1, 2012 @ 10:03 am
Just a few notes from one of the Canuckians on the porch …..
First off, those of us who actually honour our nation’s history (rather than sacrificing it on the altar of passing fashion) still refer to July 1 as Dominion Day. As in “He shall have dominion also from sea to sea, and from the river unto the ends of the earth” or in Latin “a mari usque ad mare”, which appears on the Coat of Arms. Screw this “Canada Day” bullshit – how would you like it if people started referring to the Fourth as “United States Day” instead of “Independence Day”?
As for the Colonel’s comments, hell – Fort St John (no “s”) isn’t even that far north. It’s still south of Juneau, AK, and a full 700 miles south of the Arctic Circle (I drove to Dawson Creek, an hour south of FSJ, last summer, nine hours one way.) If you want to really go north, try Tuktoyaktuk up on the Mackenzie River delta at 69 degrees north (home of the world famous University of Tuktoyaktuk – good ol’ Tuk U).
And you’re right. There’s a hell of a lot of fuck-all for civilization once you get more than about 350 miles north of the US border.
Yes, there are tribes of Sasquatch living in the Rockies north of Kamloops. It was them or Californians, and we got first choice.
Lakes? Yup. Canada has more lakes than the rest of the world combined.
Not going to comment on you being found centuries hence as a fossil. Much less suggest that it’s already a done deal (*cough*).
(C’mon folks – if us vets can’t throw a good-natured barb at each other once in a while …..)
Comment by Lord of the Fleas — July 1, 2012 @ 12:16 pm
Went to the World Fair in Vancouver, in ’86. By serendipity we visited the Canadian pavilion on July 1st. By the time I got out I was ready to become a Canadian. Must have sung “O Canada” twenty times.
Comment by Alan outback bacon czar — July 1, 2012 @ 12:57 pm
It was recently explained to me how they figured out how to spell Canada:
C, eh?
N, eh?,
D, eh?
Now you know.
Comment by JoeBandMember — July 1, 2012 @ 12:58 pm
Lord of the Fleas – I swear the reason the population seems so sparse is because all of you are at the Bellingham Costco!!!
Up by Cold Lake while installing some hardware for the Canadian Air force, was the first and last time I ever saw frost whiskers grow before my eyes. Had to replace a bunch of sensor cable assemblies with new ones rated for -40 C (or F, its the same at that part of the thermometer)
My first Dominion Day [tips hat to LoF (7)] was on my old Harley crossing the frontier at the border posts on the Top of the World Highway from Tok, AK, to Dawson City, Yukon, via Chicken, AK (I told the mail-plane story a couple years ago). The CAN Customs officer (griz-sized, if I remember) saw my US flag flying on my aft antenna as an ensign and told me it was Dominion Day, so she gave me a CAN flag to fly as a courtesy flag (no spreader to fly it from, so I taped it to starboard on the windshield). I didn’t see a US Customs guy across the road, and she told me he was taking a few hours off, but it was okay, since they alternated with each other. Hey, at a dozen cars a day …
I thought I had seen pretty scenery in the US and Europe, but the trip down the British Columbia Rockies to Vancouver was the prettiest ride I’ve ever taken.
Even got my bike nicely washed at an Indian-school church group’s fundraiser while I sat in the shade with a lemonade.
Nice place, Western CAN. Nothin’ like Quebec.
Comment by DougM (jackassophobe) — July 1, 2012 @ 4:36 pm
I can’t help it…that e card has made me laugh all day…
Comment by sondrak on a tablet at the asylum — July 1, 2012 @ 10:11 pm
Much of the U.S., including where I live, is actually NORTH of some of Canada’s largest cities. Folks from Windsor come up here to ski.
The only reason I *imagine* being found as a fossil? Metal rings around my busted eyeball sockets, a metal spine, one metal kneecap and a metal-spliced left ankle. A cheep metal detector——izz all that be needed… But, purty certain here——I won`t give a shit…………. =8^\
Comment by Colonel Jerry USMC — July 2, 2012 @ 11:38 am
ColJ,
You been through a TSA checkpoint recently?
Comment by DougM (jackassophobe) — July 2, 2012 @ 4:01 pm
DougM,
No. I refuse to fly in a crowd-killer, filled with people who imagine tee-shirts, dirty shorts and flip-flops are okay if they have to *bravely file* out of a fuselage onto an inflated slide (…women and children first…)… when their flip-flops are fucking melting. Not to mention my objection to fly as *cargo* on an airship flown by fucking commitee!!!
I fly as pilot in command, or————-drive—walk———-send my rsvp…….!
Comment by Colonel Jerry USMC — July 2, 2012 @ 4:59 pm
Those aren’t maple leaves
Comment by Gwillie — July 1, 2012 @ 8:24 am
At least Mark Steyn has the decency to maintain a ridiculous accent so that we never forget that he is from, you know, up there,,,
Comment by Freddie Sykes — July 1, 2012 @ 8:32 am
Canadians are Americans. Resistance is futile. You will be assimilated.
Comment by Jess — July 1, 2012 @ 8:39 am
You had me at “lumberjacks”.
Comment by Hog Whitman — July 1, 2012 @ 9:26 am
Never been to Canada, except for a Thursday thru Monday airshow that TEAM AMERICA flew one time at Fort St. Johns up on the Artic Circle. We flew at the annual Seattle Boat Show the weekend prior than launched in our three Marchetti F260s to St. Johns. About 4 hours enroute, give or take. Mayen!!!!!
That part of Canada is MAXIMUM fucking Stone Age wild!!!!! Solid forests the whole way with a zillion rivers/rapids carving out straight fucking up and down canyon walls, mebbe a thousand feet high. Don`t recall seeing a single road anywhere.
Sasqwatch could have hunnerts of villages w average populations of 1-200 Bigfoots under our flight route, an you would never see them; it is that wild and solid forest the whole way!!!!! If any one of us hada gone down enroute; number 1, we would prolly have died trying to land in thick pine trees about a hunnert feet tall and number 2, if we did survive the landing, we woulda have needed a C130 Hercules transport load of survival gear just to survive one fucking winter (…since ya cain`t carry it tryin to hike to civilization…)
Odds were near a hunnert % that some Arky-ologists mighta found me ina bout 10-15,000 years—–as a fossil; if that….
Last oddity: At St. Johns, on the Artic Circle, it was fucking 85 fucking degrees the whole weekend. Peeps houses were jist like Laurence, Kansas, with vege gardens in max bloom an green grass lawns! Only weird thing: all the cars n trucks had they headlights wired to the ON position, soon as you started the engine.
Not surprising: I prolly drunk 2-3 cases of Canuck beer at night, in the local saloons/dance halls………….. .oOHHHH, and they weren`t no night——–
Comment by Colonel Jerry USMC — July 1, 2012 @ 10:03 am
May G-d Bless
CanadaCanadian Bacon!Comment by Wollf — July 1, 2012 @ 10:47 am
Just a few notes from one of the Canuckians on the porch …..
First off, those of us who actually honour our nation’s history (rather than sacrificing it on the altar of passing fashion) still refer to July 1 as Dominion Day. As in “He shall have dominion also from sea to sea, and from the river unto the ends of the earth” or in Latin “a mari usque ad mare”, which appears on the Coat of Arms. Screw this “Canada Day” bullshit – how would you like it if people started referring to the Fourth as “United States Day” instead of “Independence Day”?
As for the Colonel’s comments, hell – Fort St John (no “s”) isn’t even that far north. It’s still south of Juneau, AK, and a full 700 miles south of the Arctic Circle (I drove to Dawson Creek, an hour south of FSJ, last summer, nine hours one way.) If you want to really go north, try Tuktoyaktuk up on the Mackenzie River delta at 69 degrees north (home of the world famous University of Tuktoyaktuk – good ol’ Tuk U).
And you’re right. There’s a hell of a lot of fuck-all for civilization once you get more than about 350 miles north of the US border.
Yes, there are tribes of Sasquatch living in the Rockies north of Kamloops. It was them or Californians, and we got first choice.
Lakes? Yup. Canada has more lakes than the rest of the world combined.
Not going to comment on you being found centuries hence as a fossil. Much less suggest that it’s already a done deal (*cough*).
(C’mon folks – if us vets can’t throw a good-natured barb at each other once in a while …..)
Comment by Lord of the Fleas — July 1, 2012 @ 12:16 pm
Went to the World Fair in Vancouver, in ’86. By serendipity we visited the Canadian pavilion on July 1st. By the time I got out I was ready to become a Canadian. Must have sung “O Canada” twenty times.
Comment by Alan outback bacon czar — July 1, 2012 @ 12:57 pm
It was recently explained to me how they figured out how to spell Canada:
C, eh?
N, eh?,
D, eh?
Now you know.
Comment by JoeBandMember — July 1, 2012 @ 12:58 pm
Lord of the Fleas – I swear the reason the population seems so sparse is because all of you are at the Bellingham Costco!!!
Comment by PeggyU — July 1, 2012 @ 1:06 pm
How do we make them take Justin Bieber back?
Comment by SteveHGraham — July 1, 2012 @ 1:11 pm
That will teach me to read the posts too quickly.
I first thought it said candida day. . .
Glad I read the comments.
Up by Cold Lake while installing some hardware for the Canadian Air force, was the first and last time I ever saw frost whiskers grow before my eyes. Had to replace a bunch of sensor cable assemblies with new ones rated for -40 C (or F, its the same at that part of the thermometer)
Comment by mech — July 1, 2012 @ 1:40 pm
My first Dominion Day [tips hat to LoF (7)] was on my old Harley crossing the frontier at the border posts on the Top of the World Highway from Tok, AK, to Dawson City, Yukon, via Chicken, AK (I told the mail-plane story a couple years ago). The CAN Customs officer (griz-sized, if I remember) saw my US flag flying on my aft antenna as an ensign and told me it was Dominion Day, so she gave me a CAN flag to fly as a courtesy flag (no spreader to fly it from, so I taped it to starboard on the windshield). I didn’t see a US Customs guy across the road, and she told me he was taking a few hours off, but it was okay, since they alternated with each other. Hey, at a dozen cars a day …
I thought I had seen pretty scenery in the US and Europe, but the trip down the British Columbia Rockies to Vancouver was the prettiest ride I’ve ever taken.
Even got my bike nicely washed at an Indian-school church group’s fundraiser while I sat in the shade with a lemonade.
Nice place, Western CAN. Nothin’ like Quebec.
Comment by DougM (jackassophobe) — July 1, 2012 @ 4:36 pm
I can’t help it…that e card has made me laugh all day…
Comment by sondrak on a tablet at the asylum — July 1, 2012 @ 10:11 pm
Much of the U.S., including where I live, is actually NORTH of some of Canada’s largest cities. Folks from Windsor come up here to ski.
Comment by Paul Moore — July 2, 2012 @ 2:30 am
Canada is my second-favorite state.
Comment by SteveHGraham — July 2, 2012 @ 6:39 am
Lord of the Fleas,
Thanx for the correction and yeah, good barb…
The only reason I *imagine* being found as a fossil? Metal rings around my busted eyeball sockets, a metal spine, one metal kneecap and a metal-spliced left ankle. A cheep metal detector——izz all that be needed… But, purty certain here——I won`t give a shit…………. =8^\
Comment by Colonel Jerry USMC — July 2, 2012 @ 11:38 am
ColJ,
You been through a TSA checkpoint recently?
Comment by DougM (jackassophobe) — July 2, 2012 @ 4:01 pm
DougM,
No. I refuse to fly in a crowd-killer, filled with people who imagine tee-shirts, dirty shorts and flip-flops are okay if they have to *bravely file* out of a fuselage onto an inflated slide (…women and children first…)… when their flip-flops are fucking melting. Not to mention my objection to fly as *cargo* on an airship flown by fucking commitee!!!
I fly as pilot in command, or————-drive—walk———-send my rsvp…….!
Comment by Colonel Jerry USMC — July 2, 2012 @ 4:59 pm