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“I’ve got the Ministikwan
Lake Goat Trail Blues.”
These are the opening
lyrics to a new song
regarding our beloved
“Goat Trail” highway (if
you wish to call it that) –
#21 from Paradise Hill to
Pierceland. If anyone has
lyrics to contribute please
email them to www.loreandmore.
com then hopefully
we can record the song and
where would it be more
fi tting to be played than
Lloydminster’s own Goat
radio station? Two local
Goats, interesting
.
The profi ts from such an
endeavour could possibly
bump us up the re-build or
upgrade list the provincial
government has in place. Speaking of which, since Brad Wall
and Tim McMillan all but annihilated the NDP, perhaps they
would throw us a bone by spending a few dollars on the Goat
Trail, as there is not a road in northwest Saskatchewan slated
for any work.
Come on Tim, step out for your constituents, show us you
really care. Don’t just come by on Election Day to make sure
you have your people in place, as you know we did not see
you at Ministikwan Lake prior to Election Day! What’s up
with that?
Prior to the Saskatchewan election we took in the Thanksgiving
weekend with friends and former Ministikwan Lake
property owners Bruce and Marilyn, who now reside in
Creston, B.C. Since I was now legal to have a passenger on the
motorcycle I loaded the bike in the truck box just in case the
weather allowed for a fall ride.
Although, before we made it out of Alberta I got my fi rst
speeding ticket in 25 years and found out I might be dyslexic,
as the offi cer informed me the bike licence had expired. I had
checked the registration and thought I read 20, but no it was
02. She was indeed correct but gave me a tip I was unaware
of: purchase your licence renewal online. Which is what I did,
as we were already in Alberta. What a life-saver that turned
out to be.
As it turned out the tour around Kootenay Lake is one of
British Columbia’s premier bike tours. My daughter Natasha
and I rode out all the curves and corners along the east side
of the lake until we came to the ferry where we crossed over
and headed to Nelson then across the Kootenay Pass back into
Creston.
In the Pass we encountered a few snowfl akes and a road
with no guard rails looking down into the steep valley below,
– made you want to drive in the middle of the road as far from
the edge as possible. Also in the Pass we encountered signs
warning of caribou in the area. That was news to me – I had
not known caribou travelled that far south.
On the tour we followed Bruce who had his truck and they
knew the stops to make along the way, which is what we
did there was the general store (a sister store to McLellands
in Pierceland) – you didn’t look for what you wanted, you
asked and the lady – also the postmistress – could produce it
from somewhere. The shop had antiques displayed on upper
shelves and the walls were also full.
The owner was proud to tell she had turned down multiple
offers from the Canadian pickers to purchase some of her
treasures, but she wasn’t selling, what she had was for her
enjoyment along with her customers.
We took in vistas along the lake, saw the dying art of corn
broom making and took in another haberdashery/general
store. All along the way folks were helpful, friendly; we
engaged in genuine conversation covering many topics, truly
a very enjoyable day at the lake.
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