Saturday, 29 December 2012
Saturday Photo:The Storm of the Century,, Trout and Me
Tha's me and our dog Trout Fishing in Canada on March 4, 1971. The storm in progress was a big blizzard, called by some The Storm of the Century. It left 43 cm of snow, a record which was broken on Thursday when 45 cm fell,
I'd forgotten about the photo--can't even remember who took it, but I don't think it was Lee since even though he was doing a lot of photography, even then he went for landscapes and not people.
The pix was taken near the corner of Prince Arthur and Aylmer in what was/is called the McGill ghetto which is where we lived then. Took a long time to clean up the snow, but I don't remember being inconvenienced much. Part of that has to do with being 28 at the time (28, can you imagine! Much younger than my kids are now) and also because we really didn't have to go very far for anything. The advantages of living in the center city is a lesson I've never forgotten and which has guided my choices of where to live ever since.
By the way, Trout couldn't wait to be let off her leash. She just loved snow and would go dolphining into snow banks up until the winter before her death at 13. A wonderful dog, who taught us a lot and who was great with Elin and Lukas when they came along.
I'd forgotten about the photo--can't even remember who took it, but I don't think it was Lee since even though he was doing a lot of photography, even then he went for landscapes and not people.
The pix was taken near the corner of Prince Arthur and Aylmer in what was/is called the McGill ghetto which is where we lived then. Took a long time to clean up the snow, but I don't remember being inconvenienced much. Part of that has to do with being 28 at the time (28, can you imagine! Much younger than my kids are now) and also because we really didn't have to go very far for anything. The advantages of living in the center city is a lesson I've never forgotten and which has guided my choices of where to live ever since.
By the way, Trout couldn't wait to be let off her leash. She just loved snow and would go dolphining into snow banks up until the winter before her death at 13. A wonderful dog, who taught us a lot and who was great with Elin and Lukas when they came along.
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