Woke up this morning in Minnendosa, Manitoba to sunshine! Yahoo!!! After breakfast took a walk around the very cute downtown.
We read some historical placques, one of which said the town was part of the Carlton Trail, the same trail that passed by Edam and Turtleford in Saskatchewan, close to Harry's home farm! Imagine that!!!
Here is some interesting trivia for you about the Carlton Trail:
This info was published originally in Manitoba Pageant by the Manitoba Historical Society. The Carlton Trail, the first highway west of Winnipeg, was the only overland route between Upper Fort Garry and Fort Edmonton during the latter days of the fur trade and the early days of settlement. It was a long and busy trail, but its life was cut short in its heyday by that snorting intruder, the railroad, which thrust its main line across the prairies in the 1880s and shot out its branch lines in the 1890s. Long before the Carlton Trail was used by fur traders, explorers, missionaries, settlers, soldiers, and surveyors, it was an Indian trail, and long before it was an Indian trail, it was the migration path of aboriginal hunters who tracked wild game along its primal contours. These first became established some 6,000 years ago when the waters of Lake Agassiz slowly drained away and the highlands became the runways of wild game and the stalking paths of primitive men.At certain places along this ancient trail, usually on high wooded land beside a lake or stream, the Indians and their ancestors pitched their camps and left behind the remnants of their occupancy. Many artifacts of various periods have been
unearthed at such places as Upper Fort Garry, Deer Lodge, Whitehorse Plain, Portage la Prairie, Neepawa, Minnedosa, Shoal Lake, and Fort Ellice—all on the Carlton Trail.
Every time I come to one of these small towns I get a romanticized notion that I would like to move
there and buy a little heritage house and live a slower pace of life. Harry figures I'd last a week - and he's probably right! :) At any rate, the town in the morning sunlight, nestled in a beautiful valley, was very picturesque. It seems to be a bustling little centre, likely because of the huge Husky ethanol plant that has replaced the railroad as the main employer in the area.
After a yummy breakfast at a local eatery we were on the road again heading east yet again. We passed through many lovely little villages, one of which was Neepawa ...some more trivia for you - there is a breed of wheat called Neepawa (developed here in 1969 by Agriculture Canada), the town is the author Margaret Laurence's birthplace and apparently according to a sign I saw, the town also boasts of being the purple marten capital of Canada.
We stopped again when we arrived at Portage La Prairie. We headed for the centre of town and Horseshoe Lake, which is true to its namesake and curves around in the shape of a huge horseshoe...so very, very pretty! Again, houses lining the lake, a park, swimming pool, playground, an old airplane, a windmill, towering oak trees, beautiful gardens, a big fountain spewing water high in the middle of the lake - a beautiful slice of paradise in the middle of a city.
We walked around and started to take some photos and after one, the camera died! Turns out we hadn't noticed the battery needed recharging. So Harry decided to bring the charger on the walk in case we found an outlet (something I scoffed at a bit...mostly internally....at the time)! Low and behold I noticed a huge power box almost in front of us right away - so Harry plugged in the charger and away we went for a walk. Gotta love having an electrician around! When we returned some 15 minutes or so later the battery was charged up enough for us to take the remaining photos.
Back on the bike again and heading through lush farmland...huge fields, bigger than anything either of us have seen back home...wheat, canola, barley and what we thought were soy beans...we actually looked up online what a soybean plant looked like and though we were barrelling down the highway when we saw them, we think they might indeed have been soybeans.
Just outside Winnipeg we stopped for lunch. We actually bypassed the city on the ring road so don't have much to report about the city itself. I was there years ago when Heather was synchronized swimming and mostly I remember it as a regular type city....apologies to those of you who are now going to tell me all we missed seeing there!!! One can only do so much! :)
The land around Winnipeg and further east didn't seem as lush or fertile. Most of the farmlands disappeared and the landscape became more forest than anything else....miles and miles of it it seemed! When we happened on Kenora we were impressed with what a pretty town it was...on Lake of the Woods. Lots of cottages and a real touristy feel to the town. By now it was getting late so we just took a quick drive through the town, phoned to book a room for the night in Dryden, filled up with gas and were on the highway again.
Arrived in Dryden at the end of a long day on the back of the bike...over 600 km. Our butts were sore and we were tired and a bit cranky (did I say that out loud?:)) so took it easy for the evening, watched a bit of tv and tried to get a good night's sleep.