EPISODE 630 FISH DERBY, PORT CREDIT, AGUST 27, 2022: THE HUNT FOR THE LARGEST PREDATOR IN THE GREAT LAKES






EPISODE 630    FISH DERBY, PORT CREDIT, AGUST 27, 2022: THE HUNT FOR THE LARGEST PREDATOR IN THE GREAT LAKES

SOMEWHERE OUT THERE,  BENEATH THE SURFACE,  IS A HUGE AND VERY UGLY PREDATOR

alan skeoch
august 27, 2022



SOMEWHERE OUT THERE ARE 47 FISHBOATS

SOMEWHERE DEEP DOWN OUT THERE IS A GIANT HUNGRY PREDATOR SALMON

SOMETIME THIS AUGUST 27 MORNING, THE TWO WILL MEET


alan skeoch
August 27, 2022

Dateline: Dawn, August 27
Somewhere under the surface of Lake Ontario…perhaps 3 miles off the Port
Credit coast there is a huge salmon. He or she is just waking up 200 feet below the
surface.  This hungry beast has spent the night resting among  perhaps a thousand 
kin.  They are the children of wild Pacific salmon let loose in Lake Michigan to gobble
up the alewives that had by 1964 taken over the Great Lakes. One man changed
the Great Lakes forever when he let loose salmon fingerlings in the waters of Lake Michigan
in that year.

The story of Howard Tanner is appended below.  

This photo essay celebrates the Port Credit fish derby of August 27, 2022 when 47 teams
of fishermen coughed up the cash to fund their plan to find the  largest fish hiding in the
dark waters off the coast of the quaint and booming village of Port Credit
in the City of Mississauga.

The search began in the dark hours of early morning and ended sharply at 12 noon when
all the 47 fishbouats brought their fish to the weigh Inn station.  The winner received
about $11,000.   Did they catch the biggest salmon predator living in the Great Lakes?
i have no idea.  But they caught some giants.

The largest caught was lured from the jumble of sleeping predators by the flashes
of sunlight on lethal fish lures.  Lures that looked like alewives.

The story is much bigger than this snippet.  The story has been told in earlier episodes.
Today just enjoy the faces of the fishermen.  And the angry faces of the salmon.

alan skeoch
August 27, 2022


BOOK REVIEW: Something Spectacular: My Great Lakes Salmon Story

New autobiography from Dr. Howard Tanner, father of the Great Lakes salmon fishery, is an important contribution to the annals of history and an engaging read.

Cover of Dr. Howard Tanner's book.

It would be hard to understate the impact that Dr. Howard A. Tanner had on the Great Lakes region. Tanner was at the helm of the Michigan Department of Conservation’s Fish Division from 1964 until 1966. During this brief moment in time, Tanner set the course for massive change. Ultimately, his decisions were largely responsible for not only the introduction of coho and chinook salmon, but also the shift in emphasis from commercial to recreational fisheries management on the lakes, the rise of state authority and decline of federal authority to manage these fisheries, massive changes to state hatchery systems, and the beginning of state involvement in Great Lakes fishery research.

In the court of public opinion, Tanner’s actions were heralded as a great success. Coastal tourism boomed, tackle companies flourished, and property values soared as “coho madness” drew unprecedented numbers of anglers from Michigan and surrounding states. Beaches that had been littered with the decaying bodies of invasive alewives now bore witness to the birth of a world-class fishery. The small silvery alewives were nearly worthless to commercial fishermen, but their booming population provided ample food for salmon.

This 30-second story is common knowledge around Lake Michigan. It is one of those rare moments in fisheries history that transcends the community of anglers, commercial fishers, and fisheries professionals. The oft-paraphrased “line of dead fish 300 miles long” that littered popular public beaches and prime waterfront real estate was undoubtedly a key to public interest, but the booming salmon fishery that followed also enjoyed broad appreciation due to its obvious economic impacts.

It would have been tempting for Tanner to focus only on the positive in this autobiography. Indeed, he is certainly cast as the hero of the story, but there is also a great deal of reflection on the salient criticism he received. By his own admission, he was well aware of the “firm dogma against introducing non-native species” that was based on the hard lessons and failures of the past.

Tanner’s rebuttal to his critics sometimes reads as realpolitik justification or contention that the ends justified the means. After all, we now have more resilience and stability in predator-prey balance thanks to the increased number of predatory species found in open water. However, Tanner is also very honest about his primary motivation to “do something … spectacular” and create a new recreational fishery.

It is fortunate that Dr. Tanner elected to write this book late in life (he is 95 at the time of publishing) because he was able to write with unvarnished honesty without risk to his professional position or the careers of colleagues. Of course, Tanner often references his membership in the “Greatest Generation” of WWII veterans and this context is very important to understanding the attitudes and cultural norms that enabled these decisions. Even so, some of Tanner’s stories might be judged more critically by today’s standards.

Originally, his plan to do something spectacular for Michigan’s sport fishery involved three non-native fish. From an historical perspective, the discussion of all three fish species that were considered was particularly interesting. Kokanee salmon (a landlocked form of sockeye salmon) were introduced to inland lakes in Michigan before coho salmon were stocked in the Great Lakes, based in part on Tanner’s knowledge of fisheries for stocked kokanee in reservoirs from his time in Colorado. In short, the kokanee program was a failure despite early predictions for their success. Striped bass stocking in certain Great Lakes waters was considered in addition to salmon, and Tanner details the difficult decision to destroy striped bass broodstock after they were brought to a hatchery in Michigan from South Carolina.

At the end of the day, Tanner maintains his belief that the salmon introduction was “the right decision at the right time.”  A great many anglers, coastal residents, and small business owners along the Great Lakes’ shores would agree with this wholeheartedly. Among fisheries biologists and Great Lakes ecologists, I think it is fair to say that opinions are more nuanced while state-licensed and tribal commercial fishers have more negative views (which are explored along with sport fishing views in the book Fish for All).

In addition to providing an insider’s perspective on the birth of the Great Lakes salmon fishery, Tanner provides readers with a look at his early life spent fishing for trout, deployment in the South Pacific, and his graduate research on lake fertilization. Along with providing context for his later work, these early chapters serve to remind us just how much things have changed since the early days of fisheries management.

For example, Tanner initially hypothesized that fertilizing lakes would increase trout production. After adding nutrients to a lake, Tanner observed that trout growth increased over the first summer, but there was a large fish die-off that winter due to oxygen depletion below the ice. Today we take it for granted that fertilizing glacial lakes in the upper Midwest is a terrible idea because excess nutrients lead to increased decomposition and decreases in dissolved oxygen. Early research projects like Tanner’s provided the science that led to our current paradigm of seeking to reduce nutrient inputs to lakes, as opposed to increasing them.

Mindsets change slowly, but Dr. Tanner’s tell-all autobiography paints us a vivid picture of that moment in time where everything changed dramatically and almost overnight. Those times still factor into the psyche of today’s anglers. The mix of seemingly unlimited forage, the overnight sensation of a booming fishery in response to stocking, and the equation of “more fish stocked = more fish caught” that held true for decades left a deep imprint. Now, as we collectively look toward the future, Tanner’s book provides crucial historical context for our present situation and a thoughtful exploration of the critical factors that led to his decision.

This book is available in hardcover from MSU Press for $39.95 (or ebook $31.95) at http://msupress.org/books/book/?id=50-1D0-44D9#.XD458ml7mM8


EPISODE 6 SHARING COTTAGE LIFE WITH GEORGE AND PENNY AUGUST 23-25 2022 GEORGIAN BAY


EPISODE 6        SHARING  COTTAGE LIFE WITH GEORGE AND PENNY   AUGUST 23-25   2022 GEORGIAN BAY

alan skeoch
august 23-25, 2022


COTTAGE LIFE ON  GEORGIAN BAY

Some regular;ar readers may wonder why the episodes stopped so abruptly,.
Marjorie and I took a three day holiday with George and Penny and sampled cottage life
in Ontario. 
why should you be interested?  There is a chance that some readers do not have cottages…or do not
have old style cottages that were once common.  So here are a few pictures
of cottage life on Georgian Bay, Ontario.   We are so lucky to have the Great Lakes
nearby  so just pretend you came along with us.  It will be a short trip….time enough
for a wilderness walk and a lingering swim before the leaves turn red gold and the water
cools.

SURPRISE

“What day is it , Marjorie?”

“August 24, 2022, I think!  Holy Cot, this is our 59th wedding anniversary…we forgot”
“59 years have passed by ..full years.  Do you think the boys will remember?”
“I doubt it since we did not remember either”

Penny and George took over…dinner preceded by gin and tonic.  And followed by
outlandish stories of all our married lives.,,all four of us….hooting and laughing at
the foibles of married life.  A wonderful time.

“Remember when you insisted that our honeymoon hotel have one double bed….no
other beds, Alan?  You did not want marriage to start with separate beds.””
“Yes, and the hotel creeps just shoved two single beds together with a big sheet disguise.”
“Remember what caused the two beds to split apart as we consummated  the marriage.?”

Stories like that rolled from our lips….four voices trying to top each other…good time friends..


Nothing quite like a cottage road weaving through an oak and white pine forest.




One upon a time cottages were small cabins tucked in the forest like this one.




And footpaths led to the open water.



Sand wind blown in places but held in place in others….held by wild grasses.








Penny and Marjorie all set for two hours swimming and wading and talking and laughing.
Carefree time.



















Penny and George

Fwd: EWPISODE 639 “WE BOUGHT HATS TO HIDE OUR HEADS” Private Jack Skeoch speaking




EPISODE 629       GRANDSON JACK SKEOCH TO GRANDPA ALAN SKEOCH


alan skeoch
Aug. 19. 2022









“Grandpa,. all our unit bought hats to hide our heads.”  
“Why?”

Jack’s answer makes me ashamed to be a Canadian… but at
the same time proud of my grandson, Jack Skeoch.   These are bad times
for us all, but particularly bad for young people of principle.




Today, Jack and I spent the whole day clearing the barn.  We talked a lot,
Not preachy kind of talk   just grandpa to grandson.  Just an old man
talking to a young Canadian soldier, Princess Patricia Light Infantry (PPLI) who had just passed basic training.

 Now Private Jack Skeoch.  Pleased with himself…. for Basic Training is no joke.  


“We get yelled at a lot…and 
push ups are demanded for tiny tiny infractions. Our unit surprised the sergeants because we are remarkably
physically fit. Watch this….”  

Jack dropped flat to the ground and did rapid fire push ups as if they were handshakes.He is tough.
And that is where the hats enter the picture.

“Why did your army unit…your new friends…buy those nondescript baseball hats, Jack?”
“The hats hide our short haircuts.”
“Why hide the haircuts?”
“Because our short hair…shorn like sheep…our short hair identifies us as Canadian soldiers…new soldiers.”
“So what?”
“So when we get week end  leave we like to have a beer or two in Edmonton pubs…not a lot Granddad…sometimes we
 get into trouble.  A lot of the local guys in Edmonton like to pick fights with us.”
“Must be a reason?”
“No reason Grandpa…makes no sense at all but it happens.  So we all went out and bought
the baseball hats to disguise ourselves.”
“Maybe the locals are jealous. It takes guts to join the Canadian army….and not everyone is accepted.”
“Some make comments…try to egg us on.”
“Do fights happen?”
“Not yet.  Anyway we are not allowed to fight back.  The sergeants made that clear.  If we get
into a fight we could be sent home…booted out of the army,”
“I guess there is a point.  We do not want Canadian soldiers running around
looking for fights.  We expect better of them than that.   Does that sound right, Jack?”
“Seems so.”

Jack just came home this week.   Three weeks of leave after passing basic training.  He went away 
as a 19 year old kid unsure of what life path he would take.  A lot of kids face that today.  They
dom’t have clear steps in life’s journey. Voltaire’s Candide….young French kid who ventured into 
the world around him and concluded “If this is the best of all possible worlds, what then of the others.”

  When I was Jack’s age I had no idea what I would
do with my life.  Just rolled along.  Went to Victoria College at the U. of T. for no firm reason.
Best reason I could think of was it might be a good place to find a wife.  But that thought was suppressed
at first.  Went with my best friend Russ Vanstone who was just as lost as I was back then.   Nicest ting about first year university was our college football
team.   Just like Jack’s army unit.  New and firm friends.  I skipped a lo of lectures and drank a lot of beer.

“Jack, what do your high school chums think of you joining the Canadian Army?”
“Most do not know….I never say.”
“Why not?”
“Most would not understand.  Being a Canadian soldier is the last thing on their minds I think.”
“But they must know?”
“Nope, they don’t.  We do not wear our uniforms…no one back here suspects I am a soldier.  And I
like to keep it that way.”
“You had a goo job before enlisting…making good money…gave that up.  Must have been hard to do that?”
“Not really.  I wanted to do something myself…find a purpose in life. you might say.”
“What do your mom and dad think?”
“They agree…they don’t go around boasting but I think they are impressed
that I made the decision.   Dad  welcomed me into his business.  But he did not interfere.
You know that because you and Grandma came with them to my graduation along with my sister Molly.
Some of the guys did not have tha kind of support.”

So Jack and I Spent the whole day making the barn presentable.  I have a small rental busiess . Historic objects
used in the motion picture industry.  Piles of things that movie set people rent.  A lot of the things cannot
be seen due to the clutter so Jack and  I sorted the good from the bad.  Then hauled the bad to the dump. It was good fun.
Some things we found were just plain junk but Jack never said that.  He respected my collection. 

“What’s that, Grandpa?
“Tree climbing harness …hang tools from it and a chain saw…Heavy”
“And you don’t want it?”
“No movie request…horse harness is more popular.”
“Can I have it then?”
“Sure…but dangerous.”

Jack and Molly Skeoch, long ago, admiring my collection of ancient machines….fanning mills.


“Jack, some people are horrified at this stuff.  Fine by me.  They will never be competition.  There is
a secret few people understand in this business.  To make a period movie believable then things worn. bent or busted
by the human hand are necessary.  Especially for rural sciences.   A broken plow leating against a rusty 45
gallon drum with a broken pump inserted makes a good background scene.  A teeter totter with peeling paint  for a playground..
A bashed up hawker’s cart for a market scene.

.   Jack did not object to these gems..  We debated the fate of a wooden four drawer filing cabinet…1920;s kind….then
cast it in the junk pile which made room for an 1890 grain cleaning machine which looks prettier.   A set of spike tooth harrows on wood
mounts was also hauled to the dump.  Just too dangerous to lay hidden in the weeds like a bear trap.

I learned more about him.    He is a good 
person making his way on his own like hundreds…thousands…of high

school students cast adrift by the Covid pandemic.   He made me feel good about our

collection….never used the word junk.regarded artefacts from the distant past as treasures.









.


Strange thing about the day.  Ordinary day really but I think it will be fondly remembered forever.
I am thinking about Jack’s decision to wear a hat.  Such a simple thing but full of meaning…a lesson in life.

alan

EWPISODE 639 “WE BOUGHT HATS TO HIDE OUR HEADS” Private Jack Skeoch speaking

EPISODE 629       GRANDSON JACK SKEOCH TO GRANDPA ALAN SKEOCH


alan skeoch
Aug. 19. 2022



“Grandpa,. all our unit bought hats to hide our heads.”  
“Why?”

This story is coming next.  It makes me ashamed to be a Canadian but at
the same time proud of my grandson, Jack Skeoch.   These are bad times
for us all, but particularly bad for young people of principle.

Today, Jack and I spent the whole day clearing the barn.  We talked a lot,
Not preachy kind of talk   just grandpa to grandson.  Just an old man
talking to a young Canadian soldier who had just passed basic training.
I learned more about him.    He is a good 
person making his way in a uncaring world. 

The fact he bought this hat made me ashamed of some Canadians.  Proud of Jack.

The story is coming.

But right now there is no room in my office to type. Our house is full of people…every
room taken.



alan

EPISODE 627 “PLEASE GET OUT OF MY WAY, ALAN….I’M BUSY”

EPISODE 627   “ALAN, PLEASE GET OUT OF MY WAY, ALAN, I’M VERY BUSY”


alan skeoch
August 17, 2022



“Please Get out of my way , Alan, I am busy.”
“Now is that any way to talk to your husband?”
“Only way … if the husband is you, Alan.”

Naturally I was deeply hurt by this order.  Marjorie’s “Order Number One”
But I will follow instructions.

Marjorie seems overworked…do not see why.

Alan, put out the garbage….I  do not do garbage
Alan, cut the grass…three lawns….I do not do grass, bought you a new mower
Alan, could you load and empty the dishwasher at least once in your life….I do not do dishes
Alan, could you at least put  your clothes in the laundry basket….I do not do laundry
Alan, could you at least make rice pudding…I do not cook even though I love rice pudding.
Alan, could you help make the bed….I do not make beds
Alan, could you wash the truck….I do not wash trucks
Alan, could you clean out the truck at least….I bought you a leaf blower for that purpose.
Alan, you did not buy the leaf blower, it was a gift from Andrew…..I do not do gifts
Alan, could you clean the toilet….are you kidding, I do not do toilets.
Alan, could you cut those broken tree branches….I do not butcher trees.
Alan, could you dust and air the dog bed…I do not do dog beds
Alan, could you pull weeds from zinnia bed….I do not pulll weeds, I think the zinnias like company anyway
Alan, could you get rid to the squirrels in our roof…I do not do squirrels
Alan, could you go to the store for bread…..i do not shop, why do you think I bought you a bicycle?
Alan, could you feed the birds, seed is all ready for you….I do not feed birds
Alan, could you take Woody for a walk….I do not walk dogs.
Alan, could you get gas for y car….I do not get gas, too expensive
Alan, could you clean up your desk….I keep important stuff on top, like my camera. I do not do desks.
Alan, could you be a spare with my bridge club…I do not do bridge unless flattered as a helping husband
Alan, could you clean the windows, the grandkids are coming….I don’t do windows.
Alan, could you at least hold the ladder?  ….suppose I could

Alan,  I am very busy… Doing What Marjorie?

Now readers should not get too alarmed.  These are overstatements
meant to be self-decrecating.  Granted, however, they are close to the truth.
And I must make some changes.  I’m a man.  I can change. I think. Maybe.h Right now I do not know how to use the stove,
the washer or the drier  Nor do I know how used clothes get from our bedroom to
the laundry basket.   But I can change.

My indolence is not all my fault.  When we got married Marjorie politely asked
me to ’stay out of the kitchen’…a strategic error on her part.  And on my part as
well because I can no longer look after myself.  Marjorie was a professional…a 
U of T  Home Ec grad.

 Before marriage I was a prospector and had a crew to look
after.  We rotated the cooking.  Ate a lot of porridge and French toast.  Self-reliant.
Was even skilled at cutting the first slice from our sides of sowbelly (bacon) because that’s
where the blow flies laid their larva every day.  Gross, I know that.  Marriage
ended that bit of self-reliance.  Marjorie even joined our bush crew one summer…cook,
seamstress, entertainer.  Entertainer?  Yes, she had to make a bathing suit
for Serge Lavoie….bathing suits were not needed until she arrived with her sewing machine which
was just a boat anchor at Mile 79 on the ACR because we had no electricity.
She had scissors, needles and thread however.  

Why does Marjorie do so much work?  Simple and admiring answer is that women are
natural  multi-taskers.  They can have three pots on the burners and a couple
of pies in the oven all at once while emptying the dishwasher and getting the daily
paper.  

I TRIED TO CHANGE LAST WEEK…FAILED

“Marjorie, today I am going to make rice pudding,” I announced last week.
“Wonders never cease.”
“Where is the rice…and brown sugar, cinnamon, raisons?  I have the milk”
“Just let me get the rice ready,” she interrupted and got The rice boiling.
“Rice is the essence of rice pudding, how do you expect me to be self-reliant?”
“Pay attention to the stove top. You could burn yourself or set the house on fire”

Bottom line, I really did not make the rice pudding.





Marjorie is a multi multi multi multi tasker.    Lucky man, Alan.

EPISODE 626 WHEN GIANT HOGWEED GOES TO SEED….BIG TROUBLE BECKONS

NOTE: STORY INCOMPLETE as family arriving from England.  Your job? Check to see if there
is a fine if you let Giant Hogweed grow on your land?  The plant is the very devil.  Caught us
unaware….again.  Must go to bed and send story as it is ….alan


EPISODE 626    WHEN GIANT HOGWEED GOES TO SEED…BIG TROUBLE BECKONS


alan skeoch
august 14,2022

SRTLL THEERE WAITING FOR UNSUSPECTED PERSON

John Windham wrote Day of the Triffids long ago wen I taught English at Parkdale C. I.  A movie was made as well
I  Wonder if he really knew about the
giant Hogweed?  This invasive plant is hard to get rid of because once it goes to see those
seeds can wait in the ground for 15 years to germinate.

My son’s Giant Hogweed persists even though he tried to remove it clothed head
to foot in protective gear…cut the plants to the roots, poured poison down
the throats of the roots and then wrapped the plants in garbage bags for proper disposal.
I am not sure what he meant by proper disposal.

Lo and behold….the Giant Hogweed came up again this year after a few yeas hiatus.
And this year it was not detected until the flowers became seeds.  Trouble…Trouble…Trouble.
What can be done?


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EPISODE 625 REGGAE MUSIC AT DUSK AT BENARES, FRIDAY AUGUST 12, 2022 (THANKS TO THE RIDDIM RIDERS REGGAE BAND)

EPISODE 625     REGGAE MUSIC AT DUSK AT BENARES, FRIDAY AUGUST 12, 2022

                          (WITH special thanks to the Riddim Riders Reggae Band)
alan skeoch
Friday august 12, 2022



I really did not understand reggae music until this night.  The softness of this summer
evening was accented by the softness of the trio of reggae musicians.  What little  I did
know about Reggae was that its most well known leader was Bob Marley who grew
up in the violence prone Jamaica of the 1960’s.  I assumed the music would reflect its
origins.  Wrong! Wrong! Wrong!  The music and lyrics lamented the racism, corruption,
power seeking life in 1960’s Jamaica. Reggae urged people to Rise Up and rid their
society of the negative and to seek the positive. To choose love over hate.  I know
that is hard to do.  Bob Marley also found it difficult to do.

On Friday, August 11, 2022, about 100 people sat on lawn chairs at Benares and
were mesmerized by the soothing reggae music that evening.  Much to my surprise
one of my favourite Bill Withers songs was part of the evening performance…”Ain’t 
no sunshine when she’s gone.”  

Amazing how soothing a drum can sound when it is played softly.
Specially let me credit the Riddim Riders Reggae Band…Franklin Joseph on drums,
Carl De Souza on bass, Jonathan Rattos on keys, Mike Rajczak on percussion (one
of  whom was absent).


REGGAE MUSIC AND REGGAE MUSICIANS OWE MUCH TO BOB MARLEY

Who Is Bob Marley?

In 1963, Bob Marley and his friends formed the Wailing Wailers. The Wailers’ big break came in 1972 when they landed a contract with Island Records. Marley went on to sell more than 20 million records throughout his career, making him the first international superstar to emerge from the so-called Third World.

Early Life

Born on February 6, 1945, in St. Ann Parish, Jamaica, Marley helped introduce reggae music to the world and remains one of the genre’s most beloved artists to this day. The son of a Black teenage mother and much older, later absent white father, he spent his early years in St. Ann Parish, in the rural village known as Nine Miles.

One of his childhood friends in St. Ann was Neville “Bunny” O’Riley Livingston. Attending the same school, the two shared a love of music. Bunny inspired Marley to learn to play the guitar. Later Livingston’s father and Marley’s mother became involved, and they all lived together for a time in Kingston, according to Christopher John Farley’s Before the Legend: The Rise of Bob Marley.

JAMAICAN GANG VIOLENCE IN 1960’S

REGGAE MUSIC is based on the concept of love … Love thy neighbour.  But it flourished in an atmosphere of gang violence
in Jamaica in the 1960’s where two rival gangs were prepared to kill in order to seize power.  Bob Marley tried to
quell the violence and his initial reward for being a peacemaker was to be shot at a Jamaican concert.  He sustained
a minor wound but insisted on continuing his concert.  All risks taken in an effort to bring the gang leaders together
He was partially successful.  Marley called the gang leaders to the stage and forced them to shake hands.  Which they
did.   Hope for peace followed.   But violence was never eradicated much to the disappointment of Bob Marley who
was given a United Nations award for his efforts to bring about peace in Jamaica and his efforts resonated through
the Third World where  climate of violence tore societies apart.

Bob Marley died young.  He was only 34 years old.  His influence however endures.


LYRICS TO ‘GET UP, STAND UP’

Get Up Stand Up
Song by Bob Marley and the Wailers

OverviewLyricsVideosListenOther recordingsArtists


SO , WHAT IS REGGAE MUSIC?
(DEFINITION FROM INTERNET)

“Reggae” comes from the term “rege-rege” which means “rags” or “ragged clothes”, and this gives you your first clue into the story behind reggae music. When it started out in Jamaica around the late 1960s, reggae music was considered a rag-tag, hodge-podge of other musical styles, namely Jamaican Mento and contemporary Jamaican Ska music, along with American jazz and rhythm & blues, something like what was coming out of New Orleans at the time. Most listeners didn’t even distinguish reggae from Jamaican dancehall music or the slowed down version of ska music known as Rocksteady, until possibly when the band Toots and the Maytals came along.  There songs served as a sort of public notice that a new style of music had been born and was staking its claim on the musical frontier.

Besides its sound, reggae music is frequently associated with the common themes in its lyrics. The earliest reggae lyrics spoke mostly of love, specifically romantic love between a man and a woman. But as the music and the musicians making it made their way into the 1970s, reggae started taking on a heavy Rastafarian influence. Now the love being sung about was not just romantic love, but cosmic, spiritual love, the love of one’s fellow man, and of God, or “Jah”. And when reggae singers weren’t singing about love, they were singing about rebellion and revolution against the forces impeding that love, like the extreme violence, poverty, racism, and government oppression they were witnessing or experiencing on a regular basis.

When reggae music reached more popular international acclaim was after singer Jimmy Cliff released a movie called “The Harder They Come” with a powerful socio-political storyline and an equally strong reggae soundtrack. This sudden global attention and interest in the music paved the way for possibly reggae’s biggest superstar, Bob Marley, to become a worldwide legend, and the name most associated with the genre. Today reggae music has spurred the innovation of a whole new range of musical styles, like modern Jamaican Dub, and been infused into many other popular genres, like hip-hop and rap. Yet still you can find bands in every corner of the world playing that authentic, roots reggae like it was when it started out in Jamaica over 50 years ago.




EPISODE 620 DEDICATED TO BARNEY DWAN AND W.C. HANDY (EPISODE COMING IS RESULT OF READERS WHO HAVE TOUCHED ME)

EPISODE 620   THANKS TO TRACEY AND JAMIE DINEEN….MEMORY OF BARNEY DWAN… AND ALSO DAN BOWYER SENT THIS PICTURE OF  W.C.HANDY


alan skeoch
august 7, 2022

Dań Bowyer often takes the episodes a little deeper.  In this case
he found a great photo of W.C. Handy with his ‘Memphis Blues”
highlighted. (SEE EPISODE 619)

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W.C. HANDY (AB0VE)

BARNEY DWAN (BELOW)

“WHAT is that huge thing under our boat, Barney?”
“Basking shark…harmless.”
“must be 20 feet long”
“I think it wants these mackerel, master Skeoch”
(Why does Barney keep calling  me Master Skeoch?)

I also received word from Tracey and Jamie Dineen that their grandmaster
Barney Dwan had passed away.  Barney was my key man in Ireland
way back in 1960 when we became part of  a team considering the
reopening of a 19th century copper mine near the village of Bunmahon.

Barney led me on some great adventures.   Just the kind that 22 year old
boys/men love.   Before arriving in Bunmahon I saw the movie The Quiet Man
at a theatre in Dublin.  I recommend readers try and see the movie
as i write my memorial to Barney Dwan who I called Bandy because
the Irish spoken on the south  coast did no seem to use the later ‘“r”,
Every time I asked Barney a question the whole team of ten local
Irish men burst into laughter.

Note:
The strangest thing has happened as a result of writing my Irish episodes.
People have sent me email letters expressING their joy in remembering
that magical summer of 1960.  Some will not understand how
that is possible.  I think you need to be Irish to fully appreciate
what happened that summer.  

So I will be writing my memories of a great young Irishman
in the next episode.  BARNEY DWAN.  Some of  the stories
were part of previous episodes but they are worth repeating
because Barney made them happen.

Hope you can come along for the ride.

alan 

EPISODE 619 DIXIELAND BAND REMINDS US OF THE MUSIC OF W. C. HANDY, BENARES, JULY 4, 2022

EPISODE 619   DIXIELAND BAND LINKS US TO THE ST. LOUIS BLUES AND W. C. HANDY, BENARES, AUGUST 5, 2022


Alan skeoch
august 5, 2022

JOHN STEVEN (sp?)…led us deep into American music tradition, wiping our slates
clean…free from the nasty side of populism that we hear too much about today.

Who could forget W.C.Handy’s original St. Louis Blues…or his Memphic Blues?
All the music of Dixieland and the Blues is there in  the long time storage part
of our brains.  On Augst 5, 2022, we were reminded of these chestnuts at the
Friday concert at Benares, the historic mansion in Mississauga.   Music
as the summer sun began to slip below the horizon.




BASIN STREET BLUES


Lyrics
Now won’t you come along with me
To the Mississippi?
We’ll take a trip to the land of dreams
Blowing down the river, down to New Orleans
The band is there to meet us
Old friends to greet us
That’s where the line and the dark folks meet
A heaven on earth, they call it Basin Street
I said, Basin Street, Basin Street
Where the elite always meet
Down in New Orleans, the land of dreams
You’ll never know how nice it seems
Or just how much it really means
Just to be, yes, siree, in New Orleans
The land of dreams where I can lose
My Basin Street blues
Now, you’re glad you came with me
Down the Mississippi
We took a trip in a land of dreams
And floated down the river down to New Orleans
Where to, Basin Street, Basin Street
Where the elite always meet
Down in New Orleans, the land of dreams
You’ll never know how, how much it seems
Or just how much it really means
Just to be, yes, siree, yeah, New Orleans
The land of dreams where I can lose
My Basin Street blues
Source: Musixmatch
Songwriters: Spencer Williams
Basin Street Blues lyrics © Campbell Connelly And Co. Ltd.

John Steven’s deep knowledge of  W. C. Handy made me seek 
more about Handy when the concert was over…especially when John Steven sang the
lyrics to Basin Street Blues.
Now won’t you come along with me
To the Mississippi?
We’ll take a trip to the land of dreams
Blowing down the river, down to New Orleans
The band is there to meet us
Old friends to greet us

WHILE the Basin Street Blues remains part of North American culture there
is another blues favourite that was written by W.C. Handy who is regarded
as the father of the blues.  His work in the late 1920’s rescued the music of
the blues, sung  with feeling by so many black musicians.  W.C.Handy’ s work
continued even after he had an accidental fall that made him permanently blind.
Keep him in mind when you read his lyrics to the St. Louis Blues.


SAINT LOUIS BLUES
Lyrics
I hate’s to see dat ev’nin’ sun go down
Hate’s to see dat ev’nin’ sun go down
Cause ma baby, she done lef’ dis town
If I feel tomorrow lak ah feel today
Feel tomorrow lak ah feel today
I’ll pack up my trunk, and make ma git away
Saint Louis woman wid her diamon’ rings
Pulls dat man ‘roun’ by her apron strings
‘Twern’t for powder an’ her store-bought hair
De man she love wouldn’t gone nowhere, nowhere
Got dem Saint Louis Blues I’m as blue as ah can be
Like a man done throwed that rock down into de sea
Got dem Saint Louis Blues I’m as blue as ah can be

These lyrics are quite familiar to most of us. The remaining
lyrics are not familiar to me at all.  They tell a story about 
specific people in W. C  Handy’s life.  At least I think they
do.  Some readers of these episodes must know.  Worthwhile to 
read more about him I think.

Went to de gypsy get her fortune tole
To de gypsy, done got her fortune tole
Cause she most wile ’bout her Jelly Roll
Now dat gypsy tole her, “Don’t you wear no black”
She done tole her, “Don’t you wear no black
Go to Saint Louis, you can win him back”
If she git toCairo, make Saint Louis by herself
Git to Cairo, find her old friend Jeff
Gwine to pin herself, right there, to his side If she flag his train, she sho’ can ride
And she sang
Got dem Saint Louis Blues jes as blue as ah can be
Dat man got a heart lak a rock cast into de sea
Or else he wouldn’t have gone so far from me
Doggone it!
I loves day man lak a schoolboy loves his pie
Lak a Kentucky Col’nel loves his mint an’ rye
I’ll love ma baby till the day ah die
Now a black-headed gal makes a freight train jump the track
Said a black-headed gal makes a freight train jump the track
But a long tall gal makes a preacher ball the jack
Lawd, a blonde-headed woman make a good man leave the town
I said a blonde-headed woman make a good man leave the town
But a red-headed woman make a boy slap his pappy down
Source: Musixmatch
Songwriters: W.c. Handy / Spevacek
St. Louis Blues lyrics © Bucks Music Group Limited





And then our friend Shaymus Stokes arrived as if the reincarnation of the days when
Benares was a family home not unlike the mansions of the American south
where the unrewarded labour of black Americans gave all of us such a rich blues 
tradition.

Shaymus arrived dressed for the occasion.   Allowing our imaginations to go
deeper into the memory cells.




I hate’s to see dat ev’nin’ sun go down
Hate’s to see dat ev’nin’ sun go down
Cause ma baby, she done lef’ dis town
If I feel tomorrow lak ah feel today
Feel tomorrow lak ah feel today
I’ll pack up my trunk, and make ma git away
Saint Louis woman wid her diamon’ rings
Pulls dat man ‘roun’ by her apron strings
‘Twern’t for powder an’ her store-bought hair
De man she love wouldn’t gone nowhere, nowhere


And then the band played Margie….”I’m always thinking of you Margie”, a song
that brings out that endearing smile of my wife Marjorie…unforgettable.

Margie
You’ve been my inspiration
Days are never blue
After all is said and done
There is really only one
Oh, Margie, Margie, it’s you
(Fats Domino)



EPISODE 615 .THE LITTLE SKEOCH AUTOMOBILE UPDATE ….NEW WALL MURAL update from episode 134, NOv.27, 2018




EPISODE 615    Skeoch mural in Dalbeattie, SCOTLAND….THE LITTLE SKEOCH AUTOMOBILE, Episode 134 REPEATED


alan skeoch
august 3, 2022

Geoff Allison just sent me this notice about a wall mural in Dalbeattie, Scotland, celebrating
the manufacture of the 1921 Little Skeoch Car.

You may remember an earlier story about the Little Skeoch (cited below) 
but first see the mural using Geoff’s email 




Dear Skeoch contacts,

You might be interested is a vlog which was posted this week about a mural in Dalbeattie about the Skeoch Cycle Car see https://www.dgwgo.com/community-focus/mural-commemorate-james-b-skeochs-utility-cycle-car-commissioned-dalbeattie/
Kind regards,
Geoff







EPISODE 134:  ONCE UPON A  TIME THERE WAS  A MOTOR CAR CALLED  THE LITTLE SKEOCH

(also called  The Skeoch Motorcycle  Car)

alan  skeoch
Nov. 27. 2018

     REVISED OCT. 2020 (slightly)

It has  now been  two years since I touched base with the men rebuilding The Litle Skeoch Motor Car

in Scotland.  It is a daunting task.  We had planned on a  visit to their workshop but sad events
got in the way…and  Covid 19 makes such visits difficult today.  How the world has changed.
Maybe I can get a progress report from Scotland.  Meanwhile I feel this story should be part
of the Episodes (#134) just in case it gets lost.

alan


Maybe we should bring back the LITTLE SKEOCH MOTOR CAR.   It was small,, cheap and  simple…sort of  a  4 wheel bicycle  seating two people with a chain drive and  small

motorcycle  engine.  So small that only two very slim people could  ride in it since the

car was  only 31 inches  wide and a  little over 8 feet long.  

Some of  you may think this  is some kind  of joke.  Wrong.  In 1920, James Skeoch built his first Little Skeoch, then entered it in a Scottish auto show and sold it
in ten minutes.   All  told less than a dozen Little Skeoch’s  were built in his small factory.  Ten  were quickly purchased at that auto show. Price?  180 pounds…which was the cheapest car in the show.  None have survived.   Sadly in 1921 a fire  consumed  his little factory and as  a  result the Burnside Motor Company in Dalbeattie,  Scotland, ceased to exist.




Skeoch utility car




The original Skeoch Utility Car.


Skeoch Utility car advertisement






Burnside Motorworks

Pictures of the Skeoch production line were retrieved from Skeoch  family albums.   Not exactly an automated  factory.
But the LITTLE SKEOCHS were real mini cars and seemed about to make a big splash in the booming car market of the 1920’s
until  fire ended  the enterprise.  Everything became a  blackened  pile  of scrap  iron.

James Skeoch moved on.   His skills were valued.  He had a  long successful career and  died  in 1954.
Not many people, by 1954, were even  aware that there was  such a  car as the SKEOCH.   Memories are short especially since 
none of the Little Skeochs  survived.   Gone  Gone Gone.    

Well, not quite.

POSSIBLE REBIRTH OF THE LITTLE SKEOCH

HUMPTY DUMPTY SAT ON THE WALL

HUMPTY DUMPTY HAD  A GREAT FALL
ALL THE KING’S HORSES
AND ALL THE KING’S MEN
COULDN’T PUT HUMPTY TOGETHER AGAIN.

…Then  along came GEORGE ALLISON and his men from Dalbeattie, Scotland…who
plan to put Humpty togehter again.




P.S.   BELOW IS AN ARICLE  ON THE SKEOCH MOTOR CAR WRITTEN
FOR BBC  SCOTLAND NEWS ,  Feb. 27, 2018

Drive to rebuild ‘forgotten’ early car

By Nichola Rutherford
BBC Scotland News

Published
27 February 2018

IMAGE COPYRIGHTDALBEATTIE MUSEUM
image captionThe Skeoch Utility Car was built using parts normally used to manufacture motorcycles
When James Skeoch designed and built one of Scotland’s firstaffordable cars, he must have dreamed of huge success. 
With a price-tag of just £180, the first Skeoch Utility Car was the cheapest on display at the Scottish Motor Show in 1921. 
It sold within 10 minutes and a further nine were quickly snapped up by customers keen to join the automobile revolution. 
But within months Skeoch’s business was in ruins. His uninsured workshop in Dalbeattie, Dumfries and Galloway, burned to the ground. 
Since then the Skeoch Utility Car has been largely forgotten by all but keen historians of Scotland’s motor industry. 
Now, almost 100 years later, plans are are being drawn up to recreate the so-called “cycle car” in the town where it was manufactured. 

IMAGE COPYRIGHTDALBEATTIE MUSEUM
image captionThe Skeoch car was the cheapest on show at the Scottish Motor Show in 1921 and apparently sold within 10 minutes
The ambitious project has been taken on by a group of mainly retired local men, known as Dalbeattie Men’s Shed. 
Using some of the original parts and working from the original drawings, they hope to build a working Skeoch car in time to mark its centenary. 
Motoring enthusiast Martin Shelley approached the Men’s Shed with the idea for the project after reading about the group on the BBC Scotland website last year. 

IMAGE COPYRIGHTDALBEATTIE MUSEUM
image captionBurnside Motor Works in Dalbeattie, where the Skeoch was manufactured, was devastated by fire in December 1921
The group, which meets in a workshop in Dalbeattie twice a week, was named Shed of the Year for its efforts to “help as many local people as possible”.
“Using the Dalbeattie Men’s Shed’s energy, enthusiasm and skills to recreate the car seemed like a match made in heaven,” Mr Shelley said.
He said “cycle cars” were first invented in the early 1900s and they got their name after using motorcycle engines and wheels. 
They became increasingly popular after World War One, when soldiers returned home from the front line, having become used to driving. 
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image captionThe Skeoch radiator badge was among the original parts found in the home of Mr Skeoch’s son following his death last year

image captionDalbeattie Men’s Shed have also been given an original engine and gearbox with which to build a Skeoch car
Mr Shelley said: “After World War One, the ordinary working man was much more used to the idea of riding a motorcycle or driving a car so they knew about the technology and now they wanted to try and build their own cars. 
“In the early 20s, there was a huge flowering of people making these cars. As it turned out, Skeoch in Dalbeattie were the only people in Scotland to ever attempt to make these things commercially.”
The original drawings and parts – including the radiator badge – were found in the Wishaw home of Ron Skeoch, James Skeoch’s son, after he died last year. 
Mr Shelley said he hoped they could be used to capture the “spirit” of the 1920s vehicle. 
“You could make a replica of the car which would pass muster, using a modern engine and a modern gear box and using modern parts. But the spirit of the car is very much based on the parts that were available in 1920,” he said. 
“This project will be very like the original car and that to me is what the joy of the whole thing is.”

image captionFiona Sinclair hopes to be able to sit in one of her grandfather’s cars

image caption“It’s going to be something for posterity,” said Geoff Allison of Dalbeattie Men’s Shed
The granddaughter of James Skeoch, Fiona Sinclair, is also involved in the project. 
She never knew her grandfather – he died in 1954 – but she hopes that her mother – Skeoch’s daughter – will get the chance to ride in one his cars.
“I think it’s going to mean a lot to my family,” she said. “It’s tragic that the fire put an end to his ambition. 
“I’m actually rather hoping I can physically get to sit in the car, I’m not quite sure I could be trusted with driving it. 
“It’s only got two gears apparently but I think it would be rather wonderful. What I really hope is that my mother gets the opportunity to actually sit in the car as well.” 
The project is “immensely exciting”, said Geoff Allison, the secretary of the Dalbeattie Men’s Shed, which has members with engineering and mechanical skills. 
“It’s engineering-rich, it’s Dalbeattie-rich, it’s community-rich, it fills so many of our requirements,” he added. 
“It’s big, it’s going to be eye-catching, it’s going to be something for posterity. It’s got a lot to recommend it.”