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  • EPISODE 230 YUKON DIARY SUNDAY AUGUST 5, 1962 TO AUGUST 25, 1962: “WHAT CAN GO WRONG, WILL GO WRONG”

    EPISODE 230   YUKON DIARY   SUNDAY AUGUST 5 , 1962  TO SATURDAY AUGUST 25, 1962

                               “WHAT CAN GO WRONG, WILL GO WRONG”
    alan skeoch
    Jan   2021

     Silver Titan and Peso Silver base camp.  Best tent camp we ever experienced
    in the Yukon.   Most of the tents were used by The mining crew. While we were in this camp the old Silver Titan mine of the 1930’s was
    being pumped out.  The flooded mine was almost intact as the timbers shoring up
    the mine had been protected   from wood rot by the water.  The question on the minds
    of he mining executives was ‘How much galena ore remained?”  We were expected
    to help answer that question.


    Our campsite  construction was not as polished.  


    We had a far less attractive campsite on the banks of Haggart Creek which
    we used part of the time.

    HAGGART CREEK CAMP

    Sunday August 5, 1962

    Cooked pancakes which we ate standing up because everything was soaked
    in the tent…rain got through…torrential rain.  Then spent time building shelves
    seat, table for the cook tent.

    Camp looks good now we have a stove …need heat …cool nights.

    Cooked supper for Bill Scott and Axel…potato patties  with cheese  and bacon,
    rice, tea and coffee…sherry before supper…cognac after supper…not a bad
    life Sunday afternoon and evening in the Yukon bush.

    The creek has turned into a raging torrent wiping out our little dam but
    sluice system is still working.  (Why did we need a sluice?  No idea.)

    Monday  August 6, 1962

    Pancakes and syrup again.  Fred arrived from Peso  and offered  us a lift
    into town. Axel, Bill and I wound up 1500 feet of cable.  Drove to Peso and
    then to  Elsa and then to Mayo.  (Correction distance from Keno City to 
    Mayo Landing is 50 km, not 60 miles. The trip just seemed like 60 miles)
    Truck had 2 flat tires on the way…one
    front tire happened at 60 mph.  Thanks to Fred no one was hurt.

    Luigi picked us up and took us to town…Gilroy’s house…then got groceries
    and borrowed Bob Gilroy’s truck to drive out and fix tires on Peso truck.
    Supper at Luigi’s cafe then to Chateau  Inn bar….port wine with Bill Wells,
    Fred, Axel, Bob Gilroy, Terry and Lorenson.   Rolling  discussion of religion
    of all things.    The  fellows Told stories of incidents in Yellowknife.

    A First Nations woman  joined us later.  Wanted me to 
    go up to her room for a haircut.   Rather silly but amusing. 

    Fred and I split cost of room for the night…last room available.    

    I had  a bad leg cramp.

    Expenses   meals   2.25
                      repellent   4.90
                     groceries   15.82

    Tuesday  August 7, 1962

    Bob Gilroy picked us  up for trip to Silver Titan mine site to look at
    diamond drill core…Comment….”granite Schist with Pyrite  disseminated at 190 to 205 foot level.”


    Had great dinner then drove to Proctor’s with the Rio Plata and Silver Titan boys.

    Bill Scott hitch  hiked to Mayo Landing for a time.   I stayed with the Rio Plata 
    boys while we waited  for job.   Spent pleasant time reading  handwriting…book
    Sons and Daughters.

    expenses   1.75  meals

    Wednesday August 8, 1962

    Alex cooked breakfast then Fred Carter dropped in for coffee.    Pile of mail
    arrived at 4 pm.  Nice  music on radio …CBC from Whitehorse.  Wrote Marjorie
    and Eric. At 10.30 got word Eric job problem.   (turned out to be both funny and
    difficult)

    Thursday, August 9, 1962

    Rain.  Packed up in afternoon and drove to town …powerful rainstorm….arrived 7.15

    No sign of Bill Scott.  Tragedy.  Went to Gilroy’s and was told Bill’s father was seriously ill…dying…
    in Toronto…Bill had caught the DC 3 flight to Whitehorse and then on to Toronto.
    Hard to believe this could happen.   Severe illness and death are never expected because
    most of us are young.

    Telegram arrived from Dr. Paterson

    “To  A. Skeoch.
    TURAM REPAIRED AND AIR EXPRESSED MAYO TODAY stop ONE TUBE CHANGED
    AND BATTERY CABLE REWIRED stop THESE CABLES INCLUDED stop CAN YOU
    CONTINUE SURVEYS BY YOURSELF
    Paterson  Hunting Survey Corp.

    I sent reply immediately

    DR. PATERSON.   PLEASE CONVEY MY GRAVE CONCERN TO BILL stop I SHALL CONTINUE
    SURVEY AS WE HAVE PLANNED  stop THE CALCULATIONS WILL BE SLOWER BUT I WILL
    SATISFY CLIENTS CONCERNING ANOMALIES IN ADVNCE OF FINAL REPORT stop
    BETTER SEND  SOME MONEY stop    SKEOCH


    Friday August 10, 1962

    Poor sleep..nervous night.  Wrote letter to Bill Scott.   Bob Gilroy came . Seems we will be OK.

      Arranged wth CPA for refund of my ticket home…$194.00///
    I plan to use the money to travel by different route.  Any money above my airfare is my
    responsibility.   

    Repaired Turam was not on flight today.  Bob Gilroy offered me a day’s work at Silver Titan for
    pocket money…what a relief.,,we now have 3 camps 110 miles apart.  

    Ted Swanson, Dirk and I split a bottle of Schenley’s and traded B.S. as usual.

    Mrs. Gilroy told us how her daughter explained a ride home with me…ie. a stranger…
    “He was a friend  of  Jesus Christ”…ie. my beard and Jesus beard made us look similar.

    Expenses   5.50 meals
                       6.00  board 

    Saturday  August 11, 1962

    UP at 6.45….breakfast…went down to the old diamond drill site and  tied in two lines….got soaked in the effort.
    …returned  to camp….afternoon  plotted…did lines 52, 62, tying them in to old lines 1,2.  then 34, 40 to R. Base  Line.
    Exchange results superimposed  and found some errors.  Met Bob Gilroy and informed him…(corrections?)

    In the evening I drove to Elsa to make two iong distance phone  calls…1) A. Donlis in Mayo  2)CPA in Whitehorse.
    Had to get secretary to mine manager to open office.  Took 3 hours  and  no luck.   Bought Bill Dunn coffee and
    also got copy of  Atlantic magazine.

    Expenses    meals, phone calls.

    Sunday August 12, 1962

    6.45 up…then down to old R. Base Line (1956) and tried  lines 46,,48, 54, 56, from T Base Line to R. Base Line…all
    in general agreement.   Made my inked location map for Bob Gilroy;   Sent Bill Dunn down to Base Line #3 to haul
    cable  and load reels.

    Axel Doulis arrived at 11 am.  I had Dick prepare lunch for him and then drive him to Rio Plata.  I just hate that 2 hour
    drive.  The Land Rover was covered in mud.   

    Saw two moose on the road but did not get pictures. Drove back to camp as  fast as possible and finished location map .
    Had steak for supper at 5 pm.  Packed  bag and  drove to Mayo Landing…checked in to the Tim-o-Lou…shower then
    bed.  I am not feeling too well.

    Monday August 13, 1962

    Bad sleep…had shower and changed clothes. Telegram arrived

    SKEOCH, HUNTING SURVEY CORPORATION,
    GENERAL DELIVERY , MAYO, YT

    CHEQUE FOR 200 AIR MAILED TODAY stop REGRET ADVISE
    BILL’S FATHER  DIED THURSDAY

    PATERSON  HUNTING SURVEY CORP

    Tough for poor Bill Scott.  Then things got very busy.   Ordered two pairs of  moccasins from  Mrs.  Moses  (Mackenzie First Nations)
    she is local chef’s wife. 

    Drove to airport  and picked up instrument directly from the DC 3 .  Then  got my crew organized which was no easy matter.
    Got Moses Lord from his cabin full of  females…mother, sisters, etc. then Bill Dunn from the bar. Arranged to pay
    motel  bill later as money is really tight even with the 200 from Toronto…no problem.   Then met Ray and Len
    in Chateau Inn bar…drunk as lords.   I had  a nice Tom Collins drink and great supper at Luigi’s.

    Got haircut at Mrs. McCameny’s (1.25 plus 25)  …changed my appearance  so much that I  wore my
    good  pants  all day…partly because there was no rear in  my other pair…ass showing.  

    Drove back  to Rio Plata over the worst goddamned road in North America.  Spent evening getting ready
    for hard day  tomorrow.

    Meals   

    Tuesday  August 13, 1962

    Got boys on job early then the #$%^  Turam refused  to function.  Spent 2 hours trying to repair but failed…drove to town.
    Met crew of  Peso Silver en route.



    Phoned Toronto…Barrie Nichols and ordered a  Ronka instrument for  the Rio Plata job.  Signed in to Tim-o-Lou.
    Terribly frustrating.   Found bit of escapism in evening at movie in Oddfellows  hall titled Dark at the Top of the Stairs.

    Had drink at Hotel.   Moses Lord arrived in bad mood which is  unusual for him.

    Expenses   Meals, motel.

    Wednesday August 15, 1962

    SYNOPSIS OF TURAM SYSTEM: LOTS CAN GO WRONG 

    Copy of report to Silver Titan Mines re: Turam system sent June 14, 1962

    Telegram from Toronto.  Ronka  en route.  Must send Turam back  immediately…drove all the way to Whitehorse
    (250 miles) in Land Rover…arrived very tired…signed  into hotel that was once army barracks in WW2.

    Borrowed $100 from Bob Gilroy for travelling expenses as the  200 from Toronto is not enough. Lent Axel $30 in
    Whitehorse.   Nightmare time.  Have no idea  what is  wrong with Turam…tubes?  Did check all  connections with
    meter…seem fine.  Alternative Ronka could be better.  But unsure.  Turam is old.  I will be found  at fault I fear.

    Expenses   food 6.00, gas and oil 4.50   hotel 8.00 phone call 2.40, transportation ?? makers .70

    MAKING repairs … testing circuits.  Do not remember this site;  A real bed…Should have been unforgettable…likely in Mayo hotel room.


    Thursday August 16,  1962

    Out to CPA office  with Turam…shipped it air freight to Toronto.  Shopped A bit.  Had a beer at the Taku.
    Bought Marjorie a pair of  ear rings $11.70.   Bought pair of trousers $5.95

    In the evening we drove  down to Lake Bennett with Mike Scott and Ben Stangel … stopped at a 
    cabin filled with all kinds  of  trinkets and things (copper)used by Indians before  white men arrived.
    Moose,  Bear, Sheep, Caribou heads on walls also picture  of  Teddy Roosevelt and Sir Wilfred Laurier.

    Lake Bennett is a  beautiful emerald green colour.   But worry about the job trumps beauty of the lake.
    What else can go  wrong?

    Expenses   meals  7.50, transport 3.00, telephone 2.40


    Lake Bennett with White Pass Railway passenger train … Skagway to and from Whitehorse.   This is the route I will take when I leave
    the Yukon.  Skagway was the jump off point for access to the Yukon in the 1890’s.  


    Lake Bennett camp in 1900

    Boat building on shores of Lake Bennett. in 1900;   Plan was to float down the Yukon River to the goldfields
    of Dawson City.  Sounds more glorious than the trip really was.  People died.


    Bennett Lake.jpg
    Breathtaking Lake Bennett in winter.  Beautiful and  brutal in gold rush days.



    Friday August 17, 1962

    Axel still asleep when I went sopping.  robert service book $5.95, necklace for mom $5.95, Slide film $1.00.

    Back to hotel and sent letters to Toronto and  Vancouver offices.  Drove to airport st 1 pm and picked up the Ronka
    from CPA truck.   They were keeping it at Whitehorse for the night.  Started long journey back to Mayo…raining all
    the way.  Spectacular red  glare gave eerie effect  around 8 pm.  In Mayo we had a drink and went to bed.

    Drink, drink , drink seems to give reason for living up here.

    I am quite anxious about the future…will everything work?

    Expenses   meals 5.50, transport ??, telephone,  gas and oil 3.93

    Saturday August 20, 1962

    Telegram delivered 3 days late.    Telephoned  Norm as instructed.  He sounded rather disturbed.  Claims Turam trouble
    was only tube trouble.  Seems strange to me because all tubes tested AOK.  Norm think Ronka will not operate successfully.
    ..because of overburden effects.   Decided to use it until new  instrument arrives with Bill Scott.

    Axel and I rounded  up Moses Lord who was  drunk…everyone seems to be drunk this morning.

    Bad air disaster north here … one killed, two badly injured…flown to Mao hospital.

    Drove out to Rio Plata after talking with Dr. Aho.  Didlines 48, 46 East and West with Ronka using 300 foot spread.  
    Results  are not at all appealing…quite erratic.    

    Hugh Naylor, Ron and Dr. Aho dropped in… explained what Dr. Paterson said huge
    overburden here could effect Rpnka.  

    I am damned depressed.  Doing the best I can.  Wish  I could do more.

    Expenses   food 3.50

    Sunday August 19, 1962

    Up early and out with the Ronka. Did lines 2 and 4 North with 200 foot and 300 foot spreads.  Checked lines 26 north on Peso property
    Spent dreadfull day in the rain….poor lunch with no drinking water while rain poured down.

    Moses Lord has the flu but had to use him all the same.   Bad situation.  We came across 5 ptarmigan.  Ate low bush
    cranberries and blueberries. 

    In evening things looked up.  Plotting results.  Notice anomalies…things I cannot explain in other words..

    Very tired.  Told we must expect rain from now until freeze up.   Cheered up by results however.

    Monday August 20, 1962

    Up early…plotted some results on graph paper…quick  breakfast and the out on the trail…did lines 8, 10,  12, 14 with 
    300 for spread.  Then lines16, 18 with 200 foot spread.

    Moses Lord is very sick  and went to bed early.  I opened a can  of chicken stew for supper then began plotting
    the results for several hours.

    Listened to a play from CBC radio from Winnipeg.  Then got stove going for bed. Still feel very depressed…doing
    all I can.   Third  year with Turam so do  know something about it…can  make minor repairs
    but not major repairs I cannot.  Defective tube?  

    Axel drove out to get Bill Scott this  afternoon…expect him back  late tonight or in the morning.

    Getting anxious to go home…feel something is not right back in Toronto.

    Tuesday  August 21, 1962

    Got Moses  our of bed…he is dreadfully ill.  Spent day extending the western grounding rods then did
    lines16N, 20N, 24N,28N, 32N, 36N, 30N,  44N.  It was a hard  day  for Moses who should  be in bed.  I cooked
    supper and he went to bed immediately.

    I spent next few hours depressed. Wrote  letter and  read a little from Generation of Vipers.

    At 9 pm the Land Rover arrived with Bill Scot, John andAxel.  I was very happy to see Bill and
    the Turam which had been repaired.   Bill thought my work shirt smelled … likely true.
      He has  been through a rough time.

    Apparently Bill Dunn got into trouble by leaving s  loaded  30-06 fully loaded rifle on the bar and
    Al, the bartender, pulled the trigger.  WHAM!   Everyone hit the floor.  Bill caught hell.

    Received some happy mail from Marjorie,  mom and Wally Little…and Dr. John Stam.
    Also received my copies  of the Peso Silver and Silver Titan properties.  Pleasant evening
    with Bill and Axel.   A new man arrived…First Nations person to replace poor Moses.

    Wednesday August 22,  1962

    Joy!  We covered  4.28 line miles with the new Turam….half finished Base Line #1…Moses Lord wanted
    to work so joined new man John Peter.  Rained all day long.  

    Found old prospectors cabin plus lots of  fresh bear shit.  No danger as bears  are
    quite happily wolfing down blueberries, swamp apples  and red currents and  cranberries.

    In the evening I was inspired enough to do  my washing.  Sent my $93.00 second  instalment to the
    Ontario College of Education…total tuition is $163.00.  Cut out some more newspaper clippings from
    the old World War I wallpaper magazines.  

    Moses  Lord  has recovered. Joking about.  Really good fellow to work with.  Seems  other First Nation
    people look up to him.

    Got $100 from  Bill Scott to pay loan  from Bob Gilroy. The company really left me in the lurch
    after Bill left so suddenly.  Lucky we could get credit.

    Thursday August 23, 2021

    Out in the cold rain  by 8 am.  Poured rain all day  long. I kept the men moving and we managed to complete
    Base Line #1…no small task …3.5 line miles then coiling up cable.  steep up and down.

    Lunch was quite an experience.  we built a  roaring fire using  3 trees in an effort to dry our raincoats.
    But the rain kept falling so drying was hopeless.  Ate two peanut butter sandwiches

    Came back to camp.  t Bill and Axel were planning a trip to town. No food in camp.

    Friday August 24, 1962

    Skimpy breakfast of 2 scrambled eggs then out to work on Base Line #2…in the pouring rain of  course.
    Done.  Coiled up Base Lines 1 and 2…then put down Base Line #5.  Had to bolt 3 bridges…log across streams.

    Back at camp  at 5 and prepared ghastly supper of the last of  our bacon and sardines.

    Wheland Read and Jack Acheson dropped in with the Mammoth Tooth for me.   Brad  Pearson arrived
    anticipating a letter from his wife but he was disappointed.

    Plannned trip to  Dublin  Gulch to explore an old adit.

    We have no bread, no milk, no meat.   Hope some groceries arrive.

    Saturday August 25, 1962

    Moses made French Toast for us all.  Bill Scott is sick with the flue  as are whole crew except me.  Started Base Line
    #5 at 8 am…south side lines 0 to 20 .  Finished by noon so pulled the grounding rods and went
    back to camp.   Bill Scott made me a nice hot rum/.   Then we went back out with  Bill to coil cable.


    Drove up Dublin Gulch and bought 3 nuggets from George…$2.50, $2.25 and 90 cents…got big one for Bill
    Scott at $4.50.   Moses,  John and I then explored the old adit using our Coleman Lantern…fantastic ice
    crystals have formed in the stillness.

    Back to camp for a roast beef dinner…groceries have arrived.  Beef tough…chewy.

    Since Bill Scott and Axel were sick I had to drive Moses and John to town later in evening.  Chased a
    black bear down the road.  Arrived in Mayo at 9.30.  Visited the Gilroys.  Treated royally….2 glasses of white wine
    and wedge of lemon pie.

    Bob Gilroy offered Terry Doubt as helper since all are sick in our camp..  Moses and John are off to another job.  I will miss them.


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    The Yukon Hiils were once mountains.  Time, Erosion, glaciation ground the mountains down hence
    the gold nuggets on the bed rock …Heavy.

    alan skeoch
    Jan.2021
  • EPISODE 233 YUKON DIARY YUKON CABIN

    EPISODE 233     YUKON DIARY      YUKON CABIN

    alan skeoch’
    Jan 2021


    Today is a day for thought.  While  surveying in the Yukon we often came  across
    old log cabins that had been abandoned decades earlier.  Most often they had collapsed but
    A few were habitable.  One of those we lived  in for a time.  Dr. Aho’s book speculates
    on the contents.  Remember the  buildings were small, maybe the size of your living room
    or Your garage.  What was considered  necessary? 


    Our cabin had the luxury of a linoleum floor.  1962.  What else would
    have been there in 1930?  1920?

    What colour is my nightshirt?

    Answer 

    The cabins that gold miners built were not large… about the size of a garage…some bigger, most smaller.
    Dr. Aho speculated on what the interior of these cabins contained.  He  knew.  Dr. Aho spent a lot
    of time looking at these cabins. And talking to the men who lived in them.

    “The cabins were rough and unpainted with moss-chinked walls…one or at most two rooms…small four paned windows….
    doors rough slabs. Furnished with only the bare necessities….shelves stacked with groceries, tobacco, ore samples,
    gold scales, lanterns, cans, boxes, reading material, candles and ammunition.   In the corners or hung on the walls
    were boots, clothes, dog harness, picks, axes, cobblers’ kits, tools, boxes of junk, pack sacks, moccasins, socks, 
    rifles snd moose horns.  On spruce  pole cots were  eider down or fur sleeping bags snd clothes.   A small stove
    firewood, kindling, paper,  water barrel, wash basin and soap in one corner….small kitchen with utensils…hand made
    table and  chairs.  Brooms from spruce boughs..” (Hills of Silver, The Yukon’s Mighty Keno Hill Mine by Dr. Aaro E. Aho)

    How did the  cabin smell?  Fishy (cheap, easy to get but rotted fast)…also smell of tobacco…perhaps the odd skin or two being scraped.. foul smell.  And the smell
    of human beings.  Latrine was never far away from the cabin.  Sometimes  very close as ‘on the back porch’
    This  was  a very rough way to live.

    Add to all this a 45 gallon oil drum converted into a  kind of furnace with iron legs resting on a bed of rocks.
    Any person staying around Keno City or the mines faced cruel winter temperatures.  Mayo Landing
    is the coldest place to live in North America.   That 45 gallon drum had to be converted into a furnace
    …fed every two hours from a pile of cordwood stacked close by.
    local supplies were soon consumed. Firewood more and more expensive as trees were consumed. Sleep interrupted by need to feed the fire every two hours.

    Some placer miners  like Jack Acheson shut everything down when freeze up arrived and headed south.
    Over wintering in Keno was something to avoid    But people did stay the winter…still do. Some kept dog teams for winter transportation.  Dogs
    had to eat.   One such person said he would need between 30 to 60 moose just to feed  his dogs.
    Terrible cost on the wild population.



    Our cabin was pure luxury…we  had a  linoleum floor and a screen door
    On the right side of Bill Dunn is a 45 gallon drum…the winter furnace.  Imagine
    how much of the floor space that hand  made furnace would need Imagine the
    danger if the cordwood and  kindling got just a little too close to the hot drum.




    Picture of a corner in this  cabin where the miners are panning gold from concentrate.
    Why do this  finishing inside the cabin?  Because the cold outside is  a  killer cold.
    Take a look at the log walls. Lots  of room for mice, perhaps  rats,  to squeeze their
    way inside.



    This cabin  we found on one of our trails.  Barely big enough to fit a toy car.  Now imagine all
    those items quoted by Aho fitted into this place.  No room to move.

    This was once the horse stable on Keno Hill’s Wernecke Mine.  There were 98 horses used.   The stable could  not
    possible hold them all.  Half would be stabled in Mayo Landing.  That leaves 48 horses here or nearby.  Tough animals.
    Some still existed in 1962.  Maybe even today in 2021.



    Log cabins  in Keno City…some big, most small.


    This is the interior of s cabin we used in Algoma.  Quite spacious.  Big stove.  Marjorie joined  us  on that job.  NO roads. Marjoire
    arrived by train…the ACR…Algoma Central Railwsy.  She brought our cat, Presque Neige, and her electric sewing machine.
    Gave us  all a laugh.  We had wolves  howling at night so the cat became house bound.  And we had  no electricity.  We  still have that
    feather lined  sleeping  bag…comfy.,,fits two people…warm.  Few of the protectors were married (which is understandable).  Mine
    owners provided good company  houses for families.  But small by today’s standards.  When the mine At Elss closed in
    1989 the houses were sold off and trucked to god knows where.  


    Here is another abandoned…tiny…log cabin.


    On the Yukon job I packed everything in my rucksack and my brief case.  Packed for three months… everything needed had to
    be in those two bags.  Glad I packed Pierre Berton’s Klondike and Robert Services’ poems. Wish they had been paperbacks.

    Challenge:  Imagine you have to paick for three months but only have one rucksack.  What would you take?
    …remember to take lots of heavy socks.  Forget your computer and iPhone…useless.  One shirt?  Two pairs
    of pants, 2 underwear…etc. etc.  Camera?  A luxury item but worth taking.. Film?  Hard to get.

    alan skeoch
    Jan. 2021








  • EPISODE 233 YUKON DIARY WHAT WERE THE CONTENTS OF A PROSPECTORS LOG CABIN IN 1930? 1920?

    EPISODE 233    YUKON DIARY    WHAT WERE CONTENTS OF THOSE MINERS CABINS?


    alan skeoch
    Jan. 2021

    Today is a day for thought.  While  surveying in the Yukon we often come  across
    old log cabins that had been abandoned decades earlier.  Most often they had collapsed but
    s few were habitable.  One of those we lived  in for a time.  Dr. Aho’s book speculates
    on the contents.  Remember the  buildings were small, maybe the size of your living room
    or our garage.  What was considered  necessary?  The answer startled  me.


    Our cabin had the luxury of a linoleum floor.  1962.  What else would]
    have been there in 1930?  1920?

    What colour is my nightshirt?

    Answer coming … tonight

    alan 


  • EPISODE 232 YUKON DIARY: MOSES LORD AND HIS PEOPLE, THE “NA CHO NYANG DUN” (people of the great river)

    EPISODE  232    MOSES LORD AND HIS PEOPLE, THE “NA CHO NYANG DUN” (people of the great river)


    alan  skeoch
    Jan. 20 2021


     Moses Lord in 1962…enjoying a fruit salad lunch with our crew in August 1962


    This is Moses Lord, a leader figure among the Na Cho Nyang Dun First Nation people.   I got to know him very well as one of our 
    key employees and also as a friend.  His people were  centred in Mayo Landing…: “Na Cho Nyang “ means  “the Great River”, renamed the Stewart River which drains a large part of the eastern Yukon.

    It is  now 58 years since I worked in the Yukon yet I remember Moses as if we  met  yesterday. Especially Mid August 1962.
     Poured rain incessantly.    Our work could not stop even in cases fo sickness. Moses caught the Flu…weakening his normally robust
    nature.   Too sick  to eat.  All he really wanted  to do was sleep but that was not possible.  If he was not available to work then our
    whole crew would be down.  So Moses slogged through  the swamps, up the hills, across  the creeks, through the stunted forests of
    Yukon pine.  He was not well but never quit.  He did not complain. Stoic.  His sickness bothered however me and is noted in my 1962 journal. 


    Sunday August 19, 1962

    Up early and out with the Ronka. Did lines 2 and 4 North with 200 foot and 300 foot spreads.  Checked lines 26 north on Peso Silver property
    Spent dreadfull day in the rain….poor lunch with no drinking water while rain poured down.

    Moses Lord has the flu but had to use him all the same.   Bad situation.  But being sick is no excuse. We came across 5 ptarmigan.  Ate low bush
    cranberries and blueberries. 


    Monday August 20, 1962

    Up early…plotted some results on graph paper…quick  breakfast and then out on the trail…did lines 8, 10,  12, 14 with 
    300 foot spread.  Then lines 16, 18 with 200 foot spread.

    Moses Lord is very sick  and went to bed early.  I opened a can  of chicken stew for supper then began plotting
    the results for several hours.

    Tuesday  August 21, 1962

    Got Moses  out of bed…he is dreadfully ill.  Spent day extending the western grounding rods then did
    lines 16N, 20N, 24N,28N, 32N, 36N, 30N,  44N.  It was a hard  day  for Moses who should  be in bed.  Must be
    something I can do? I cooked
    supper and he went to bed immediately.

    Apparently Bill Dunn got into trouble by leaving a  loaded  30-06 rifle on the bar and
    Al, the bartender, pulled the trigger.  WHAM!   Everyone hit the floor.  Bill caught hell.

    Also received my copies  of the Peso Silver and Silver Titan properties.    
    A new man arrived…First Nations person to replace poor Moses.

    Wednesday August 22,  1962

    Joy!  We covered  4.28 line miles with the new Turam….half finished Base Line #1…Moses Lord wanted
    to work so joined new man John Peter.  Rained all day long.  

    Found old prospectors cabin plus lots of  fresh bear shit.  No danger as bears  are
    quite happily wolfing down blueberries, swamp apples. red currents and  cranberries.

    Moses  Lord  has recovered. Joking about.  Really good fellow to work with.  Seems  other First Nation
    people look up to him.

    Moses Lord and Dinky…showing me an old miners adit clothed in permafrost

      Moses  seemed a father figure.  And he was treated that way by his own people as well as me. 
     Sometimes  he seemed Amused by what  we were  trying to do…i.e. trying to find galena (silver and lead mineralization) deposits in the veins that 
    spread erratically through the bedrock.  We were doing this without excavating.  Our machine received pings that told where
    the silver containing galena might be.  Using some kind of  electric current.   Who could believe that was possible?  But Moses said nothing  critical.  He just did
    what was asked of him and he set a great example for our other First Nation employees.  Not an easy job but most of
    us were young.  Full of piss and vinegar.   Moses was older.

    He drank with us in the Chateau  Inn on occasion. Sometimes too excess like the rest of us. At times I thought our work was fuelled by alcohol.  Too much alcohol.
    I am not sure what Moses thought of that.   He always had that amused…intelligent…’hell, I may as well join them” expression
    on his face.  One day I had to gather my team together  fast.  Moses was living in a house  filled with women…wife, sisters,
    daughters.   Another two Anglo-Canadians I found dead drunk in the Chateau Inn.  I was surprised to find Moses in a family setting.

    He knew I was interested in his people  but he  never went overboard talking  about them.  Nor did I want to 
    seem like some 19th century missionary.   I would like to have asked him how  he  got his name  but didn’t;  
     Moses was also a name used by their tribal chief I seem to remember*.

    (*Later I read that an Anglican priest named Rev. Julius Kendi   had a strong influence on the Na Cho Nyang Dun people in the early 20th century which
    may account for so many obviously Christian names.)

    The most unforgettable thing that Moses did was give me a set of caribou antlers on my last week on the job.  “Alan, do you
    want a set of  caribou antlers?”  was the way he phrased it.  Like it was no big deal…no big presentation. “There’s a set
    leaning against our house if  you want them.”

    caribou antlers
    Caribou antlers in movie

    I still have them.  Currently they are part of a movie set being filmed in Toronto…same antlers.

    Probably  the strangest reminder of Moses Lord happened about 20 years ago when I was asked
    to do a CBC national broadcast on mining  exploration or was it just s talk about the Yukon.  I forget the particulars.
    In the course of the broadcast I mentioned Moses Lord.   When we went off the air the producer said “Alan, there’s a call
    for you from the Yukon.”  It was Moses Lord’s daughter saying  she was so pleased to have her father mentioned
    over the radio  Moses had died a while ago.   We chatted for a few minutes.  Nice.  

    alan skeoch
    Jan. 20, 2021





    BACKGROUND OF THE NA-CHO NYAK DUN TRIBE OF MAYO LANDING YUKON.


    “The First Nation of Na-Cho Nyak Dun represents the most northerly community of the Northern Tutchone language and culture group. In the Northern Tutchone language the Stewart River is called Na Cho Nyak, meaning Big River. The First Nation of Na-Cho Nyak Dun resides in the community of Mayo, Yukon, and a town that had its beginnings during the boom years of the silver mines in the area. First Nation of Na-Cho Nyak Dun’s Traditional Territory covers 162,456 square kilometers of land, that being 131,599 km2 in the Yukon and 30,857 km2 in NWT.

    Historically, the First Nation of Na-Cho Nyak Dun lived and trapped throughout the area surrounding Mayo. In early times, the ancestors of the First Nation of Na-Cho Nyak Dun lived off the land, using the rich supply of game animals, fish, birds, and numerous plants for food and for medicinal purposes. Their lifestyle required traveling throughout the First Nation’s traditional territory at various times of the year, for hunting, fishing, and gathering food to survive.

    The First Nation of Na-Cho Nyak Dun is culturally affiliated with the Northern Tutchone people of the Pelly Selkirk, and the Carmacks Little Salmon First Nations. These three First Nations form the Northern Tutchone Tribal Council, an organization which deals with matters and issues that affect all three First Nations. The First Nation of Na-Cho Nyak Dun represents the most northerly community of the Northern Tutchone language and culture group. Some of the members of the First nation of Na-Cho Nyak Dun trace their ancestry to the Gwitchin people of Northern Yukon and the Mackenzie people of Eastern Yukon.

    The First Nation of Na-cho Nyak Dun is culturally affiliated with the Northern Tutchone people of the Selkirk First Nation and the Little Salmon and Carmacks First Nation. During these times, the Northern Tutchone dictated the terms of exchanges with their foreign trading partners. The oral history of the Na-Cho Nyak Dun also reveals early contact and trade relationships with explorers and traders coming into the area.

    The 19th century brought dramatic changes to Yukon First Nations. The First Nation of Na-Cho Nyak Dun readily accepted these new challenges. In 1915, Reverend Julius Kendi arrived at Fraser Falls, where many people of the First Nation of Na-Cho Nyak Dun were drying fish. Reverend Kendi was a Native catechist of the Anglican faith, from the Peel River district. Reverend Kendi asked the First Nation of Na-Cho Nyak Dun to decide on a site where they could establish their own Village. The decision was made to locate two miles below the Village of Mayo on the banks of the Stewart River. Albert Tom was the traditional chief at Village on the Stewart River for 55 years. The area is now known as “The Old Village”.

    The First Nation has been very active in the Land Claims movement since its beginnings in 1973. Members of the First Nation of Na-Cho Nyak Dun were instrumental in helping to guide the Council of Yukon First Nations and its member First Nations during the critical times ending in the 1984 breakdown of negotiations and rejection of the agreements. Two of the crucial issues were the absence of self-government and the extinguishment of aboriginal rights. These two important elements, self-government and the retention of aboriginal rights on settlement lands, were eventually included in the 1993 agreements.

    The First Nation of Na-Cho Nyak Dun today has a membership of 602. As a self-governing First Nation, the First Nation of Na-Cho Nyak Dun has the ability to make laws on behalf of their citizens and their lands. Under the land claims agreement, the First Nation now owns 4,739.68 square kilometers of settlement lands and has received in compensation $14,554,654 for which a trust has been established. The First Nation has been actively involved in affairs of the Mayo community, attempting to promote a better, healthier lifestyle for its future generations and a strong economy based on its rich natural resources. (Source)”








  • EPISODE 231 JOE BIDEN AND KAMALA HARRIS…AND LORI KEY SINGING ‘AMAZING GRACE’ JAN,. 19, 2021

    EPISODE 231     JOE BIDEN AND KAMALA HARRIS…AND  LORI KEY SINGING ‘AMAZING GRACE’  JAN. 19, 2021

    alan skeoch
    Jan.  19, 2021


    THE LINCOLN MEMORIAL


    A patient sitting alone in our hospital,  as the Covid  19 pandemic  unfolded…


    Students from Parkdale Collegiate Institute, Toronto, Canada…”a pyramid of hope”


    NURSE  Lori Key from Detroit, Michigan.  “On my shift I was asked to sing”


    THE NIGHT BEFORE JOE BIDEN BECAME PRESIDENT OF THE UNITED STATES

    Sometimes pictures and words  just come together.  As if there is an unseen hand
    seeking  harmony over chaos.    That happened to night as we watched and listened to
    the Covid 19 memorial service in Washington.

    Who could help but be moved when Detroit Nurse Lori  Key burst forth with Amazing Grace?
    The whole service was done in the presence of the incoming President of the United States but…BUT…
    done in the complete absence of the narcissism of the outgoing president whose name I have 
    forgotten.

    Earlier in the day I was  combing through my digital pictures  in search  of a mining photo when
    up popped the Lincoln Memorial and a rather unposed picture of a  Grade Ten  class we
    took down  to Washington from Parkdale C. I. years  and years  ago.  Kids with the faces
    of many lands.  Canadians who were idealistic enough to look to Washington as an example
    of good but a nation with an Achilles heal.  We ran  our fingers  along the Viet Nam war memorial…
    understated monument that it is. One man stood there crying.

    And our kids  did something on impulse…an act of unity that we hope will be the
    legacy of  President Biden.  The kids  built a human pyramid.   To do so everyone must
    work together…must share the load.  And when that happens the pyramid can
    be capped.  What a powerful symbol this  day…the eve of good things we hope.  If only This eve
    of darkness today will bring a  better day tomorrow.

    “We can but hope that good  will be the final  goal of ill.”

    alan