{"id":7211,"date":"2021-01-03T18:36:33","date_gmt":"2021-01-03T23:36:33","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/alanskeoch.ca\/?p=7211"},"modified":"2021-01-03T18:41:11","modified_gmt":"2021-01-03T23:41:11","slug":"episode-216-the-yukon-diary-story-5-june-11-1962-to-july-21962","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/alanskeoch.ca\/?p=7211","title":{"rendered":"EPISODE 216 THE YUKON DIARY ..STORY 5 JUNE 11, 1962 TO JULY 2,1962"},"content":{"rendered":"
EPISODE 216   YUKON DIARY 5   MONDAY JUNE 11, 1962   TO  MONDAY JULY 2, 1962<\/p>\n

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\t<\/span>OVERVIEW: 1) MEET DR. AHO\u2026famous promotor of the Yukon \u2026 buyer of Double OP\u2019s for fools and alcoholics<\/div>\n
                             2) USE A RIVER AS A ROAD\u2026to Silver King  Mine<\/div>\n
                            3) MEET BOTH A FAKE AND  A  REAL  BLACK BEAR<\/div>\n
                            4) MEET A HIDDEN MAN WITH STRANGE QUESTIONS<\/div>\n
                           5) MEET AN ANCIENT BURNED FOREST (and recover some shapes)<\/div>\n
                           6) DISCOVERED I WAS PAID  LESS  THAN OTHERS<\/div>\n
                          7)  LOSE WEIGHT\u2026we are being sent to Dawson City for 3day  holiday\u2026at our expense<\/div>\n

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Diary Entry, Monday June 11, 1962: Arose at 7.30 and cooked a quick French Toast breakfast before packing into the survey site to rev up the motor generator.  Spent another hard day doing lines 11,15,13,17 (2-1500 feet long), and lines 66 (1500), 62 (16-1500),64 (8-1500).  Saw a spruce partridge en route back to camp.  Bill Dunn found an old pick embedded in a tree stump by some long forgotten miner whose trail had disappeared long ago.  We drove to Elsa to do the shopping including several extras — 24 cans general soups, stew, etc, 24 chocolate bars, 3 pints ice cream, 6 feet of garlic sausage, 3 boxes of Cadbury’s chocolate cookies, 1 tube of Jiffy-sew. Back at our camp we awaited the arrival of Dr. Aho and the mail. Both of which never arrived.  My beard is progressing quite well and seems to be red. Imagine that.  Dad was known as Red Skeoch when a kid\u2026proof of my legitimacy maybe.<\/font><\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/blockquote>\n


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 Diary. Tuesday June 12, 1962: Awoke early and had luxury of slowly getting ready for the day.  Cooked breakfast for the fellows. Steve Rudnicki arrived and we set off for the base line.  Long cable for Base line #2.  Moved motor generator.  Began reading lines 4,6,8,10,12,14,16 East.  Fell and strained my leg badly.  Bugs are now out in force.  Packed part of equipment out to base camp where I received letters from Marjorie and mom.  Wonderful. Eric has the rhubarb wine working in the cellar at home in Toronto.  Bill Dunn and I walked up to the old shack on the road where the walls are papered with old London Illustraed News papers dating back to World War I. Abandoned log cabins are common here in the Yukon\u2026some found furnished as if builders were going to return sometime but never did.<\/font><\/div>\n

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Diary, Wednesday June 13, 1962: Arose early and made light breakfast of toast and cereal.  Hard day in bush today. Bill Scott and Steve coiled up part of Base Line #1 while Bill Dunn and i completed Base Line #2.  Completed reading lines 12, 14, 16\u2026all 1600 feet long. While I was taking a reading Steve sneaked up behind me and growled.  I was sure it was a bear just about to grab me\u2026my heart raced.  Spent afternoon hauling cable, more than a mile long.  Then packing out the loads.  Heavy reels of wire exhausted all three of us.  My back has scrapes from the cable  frame digging into my flesh. Drove to Mayo Landing to repair one of the reels\u2026acetylene torch needed.  Tlelegram from Peso Siolver re: survey.  Bill Dunn and I had two rum and cokes while Mabel got our mail.  Pork Hocks and pork and beans at Luigi’s.  Expenses $5 for two dinners.<\/font><\/div>\n

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The Peso Silver men and our survey and line- cutting teams meet each other on one of the mining roads. There is<\/div>\n
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No problem so we stop for a beer and share stories.   Nice bunch of men to work with really.   Some First Nations guys<\/div>\n
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Diary, Friday June 15, 1962: Met Bill Dunn in Luigi’s for breakfast then joined by Dr. Aho and Bill Scott.  Wheland Rand arrived at 1 p.m. from Peso Silver Mine and we loaded gear into the GMC four wheel drive.  Marjorie sent me a 2.5 box of nuts from Kingston.  The drive to Peso silver Mine was fantastic. Treacherous road up river beds with water over the running boards. Halfway there we switched to  D6 Cat with wagon and drove up the river between the mountains for several miles then switched to an old Dodge Power Wagon with elevated body.  Sometimes the angle of the so called road was 45 degrees. Reached Peso at 7.20 p.m.  Site was on edge of a cliff. This would not be an easy job.  Met new crew.   HIlls are all very steep \u2026some seem vertical;.  Good supper though in the cook house.<\/font><\/div>\n
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Diary, Saturday, June 16, 1962: On the job by 7 a.m. Carried motor generator to site and strung out base line cable.  Put grounding rods #1 in Secret Creek while ground #2 is in the saddle on Eastern ridge.  Resistance 540 ohms. The high altitude and exceptionally steep slopes made Bill and I feel weak. Heart racing very fast.  Mosquito bites are so numerous that my whole body seems swollen.  The project looks quite difficult due to the steep hills\u2026very rough following lines.  Worried that squirrels will cut the base line.  Spent evening setting up tent for our living quarters\u2026built a <\/font><\/div>\n
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ON job by 8 a.m.  Motor is not kicking out enough current\u2026only o.2 amps at 240 watts. <\/div>\n
did  line w 4 Bm w t N.  Storm hit and soaked us. Returned to camp to dry the instrument then coninued<\/div>\n
after lunching lines W18W, W18S, W16N, W16S,\u2026total for the day was 10,500 line feet.  Good supper then<\/div>\n
prepared  maps for Barrie Nichols in Toronto.  Wrote Marjorie. <\/div>\n

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Then had bull shit session with Paddy, our cook on this site.Nice to have someone making meals.  Joined<\/div>\n
by Fred,Ray and Dirk\u2026subjects ranged from Catholicism, hiking, girls,whores and Ireland until 11.30 bed time.<\/div>\n

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Wheland  Reed has gone to town with the line cutters   He will have a tough time getting back because both<\/div>\n
Len and Kellly are alcoholics.<\/div>\n

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On the job at 9 am.   Covered 14,200  line  feet.  One line went right through campsite so we had lunch with the lads<\/div>\n
for a change.  Better than sitting on wet moss and getting hemmoroids. Hugh Naylor and I discovered two birds<\/div>\n
nests on our lines, both with babies but so well disguised that they were invisible in plain sight.<\/div>\n

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We took readings right over the known mineralized vein but got no indications of an anomaly.  This caused us great concern.<\/div>\n
We must keep that fact secret at all costs.  Hard to explain.  Wait until Toronto office hears that.  Must not tell Aho as he<\/div>\n
seems to want good news to help promote the mine he likes (which ever that is).<\/div>\n

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In the evening the truck came back from trip to Peso and town. Len was in an alcoholic stupor all night wandering from<\/div>\n
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Bloody hot day covering 12,800 line feet\u2026..lots \u2026so hot out that tried  to work without the mosquito net<\/div>\n
over my head. Impossible to do that..too many bugs.   Pulling the base line \u2026 winding on reel is nasty work.<\/div>\n
Finished at 5 pm\u2026so exhausted we left the reel and wire on top of hill. <\/div>\n

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Startled to fins a forest of skeletons\u2026huge<\/div>\n
forest of Yukon Spruce that had  been burned  years  ago.  Trees all silver grey trunks with old burn marks<\/div>\n
scoured out.  Beautiful  in a grim way.   Cut off a couple  to take back to camp and  maybe ship home to Toronto.<\/div>\n
The piece  we cut was  over 100 years old yet looked liked 20 years old when we read the growth rings.<\/div>\n

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This is Bill Scott, my Toronto partner, hugging one of the burned over logs that has been scoured<\/div>\n
by many Yukon winters.   Maybe I will get it home  (which I did\u2026it sits in my workshop)<\/div>\n

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Short discussion with Wheland about oxidation.  Then we talked about the dangers of Yukon mines  cut into soft<\/div>\n
rock\u2026oxidation and weathering in Yukon mines\u2026then went into mine  workings to look at the soft, clay  like  pyrite, silver,<\/div>\n
lead, antimony. soft form of rock Makes mines very unstable\u2026danger of collapse.<\/div>\n

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Got reasonable start today and managed 8,000 line feet of readings.  The switch  box gave us a lot of trouble\u2026cut out three times.<\/div>\n
Hugh and  I are anticipating big trouble\u2026hard to trace where wires  are shorting.  In the evening we took our gold pans to a spot<\/div>\n
on the valley floor where a placer mine once existed\u2026panned for gold.  Found tiny pieces on first effort.  Amazing.   No value of course as<\/div>\n
so small.  Then Dirk and  Ron gave it a try\u2026eureka!  Gold.<\/div>\n

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Apparently Peso Silver people ordered  a case of toilet paper Air Express last winter\u2026cost $54.00.<\/div>\n

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Poor start today because no help available \u2026still did 6,200 feet when 1 man joined me\u2026The symmetry switch has  broken delaying work in afternoon.<\/div>\n
I did some repairs to the console and then lay down on my cot with a  copy of Klondile by Pierre Berton.<\/div>\n

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Wheland Reed showed  up at 7 with mail\u2026got two letters from Marjorie, one  from mom, and one from Aunt Mabel\u2026and<\/div>\n
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Rain\u2026Rain\u2026wonderful rain!   Got up, had  leisurely breakfast and went back  to bed.  Wrote letters and wrote a poem (what drivel I write)<\/div>\n
Spent whole day eating and sharing Marjorie\u2019s  cookies.   Read more of Klondile where the fall of  1897 was tragic\u20263,000  horses  were <\/div>\n
lost scaling the Chilkoot Pass\u2026killed, tortured, Maimed,  poisoned.<\/div>\n

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 fog and rain delayed us but still managed to do 13,400 feet of line.  Dr. Green of the Geological  Survey of Canada(DSC) dropped<\/div>\n
in for supper putting pressure on our cook Paddy.   After supper Wrote Gord Sanford  a  letter.   Beautiful sunset.<\/div>\n

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Discovered that I am the lowest paid person in camp.  Yet feel I am the person who does  most of the goddamned  work.  My crew<\/div>\n
was the only crew out working yesterday    Bill  gets  $450 a month whereas I get $350 a month\u2026not really fair.  Feel badly<\/div>\n
\u2026love  the adventures of the job.  Wage works out to about $10 a day or $1 an hour.  Then again I do get room and board \u2026wire assembled cot<\/div>\n
that has collapsed and good food occasionally.   Dr. Aho does buy us  drinks when given a chance.  \u201ccalls them double OP\u2019s\u201d<\/div>\n
which means  Overproof rum (80 proof\u2026nearly absolute alcohol) . Story of the Yukon there\u2026overproof alcohol connects to rampant<\/div>\n
alcoholism.  Why send OP  rum to Yukon?  To save<\/div>\n
shipping costs and expect the rum to be diluted 50%\u2026never ever diluted though.  One drink of OP rum and we are drunk.  Rather funny<\/div>\n
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(Dr. Aho was a charismatic figure who would eventually write a 300 page history of the Yukon.<\/div>\n
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Got good  early start and covered 18,600 get of line\u20263.7 miles.  Roughest day yet but I feel good about the mileage.  Who would<\/div>\n
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bull shit session with Dirk, Fred, Ron,  Bill and Ray.  Lots of off colour and funny jokes.  Checked  resistors before going to bed.<\/div>\n

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Returned to camp to discover that Paddy the cook had cut his hand badly\u2026thumb deep cut\u2026needed a doctor.  My first aid<\/div>\n
kit was the only first aid in camp.  Never laugh at a Boy Scout.  Bill and Ron served  supper while Hugh and  I did the dishes.<\/div>\n
Then I washed  9 pairs of socks, 3 boxer shorts and 1 shirt.  Mail arrived from Marjorie, mom and Russ  Vanstone. <\/div>\n

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So far my earnings total $321.46 with $24.95 taken off for income tax.  Russ says he is planning to go one for his  MA at<\/div>\n
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My bed  collapsed  in the night\u2026cannot be fixed  as  canvas ripped  along the wire rods.  Will be sleeping on the floor.<\/div>\n

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of pork chops of all things\u2026preferred bread and jam.  Then Ray Harris drove me up to the top of the hill (Yukon people<\/div>\n
seem to call mountains  hills unless they have a snow cone on them) Managed  to complete 19,000 line feet\u2026.3.8 miles.<\/div>\n
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I was so tired  that I gave up efforts to repair my bed.  Fred and  I had a glass of sherry to soothe our nerves\u2026Fred failed<\/div>\n
his first year at UBC\u2026word came in letter today.  Then Hughie joined  us as he just got  a  Dear John letter from his<\/div>\n
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Bill Scott and I spent evening talking religion of all things.  What do  I know about religion really?  I  am<\/div>\n
Presbyterisn whatever that really means while Bill is a very active Catholic.  No arguments.  We will get<\/div>\n
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Fred, Len and I spent the day reclaiming Base Lines  1 and  2\u2026shielded single strand copper wire.  Then moved<\/div>\n
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Wheland Read arrived with Roger Verity from Vancouver.   Verity is a big promotor for Peso Silver.  Seems nice.<\/div>\n

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I received a nice letter from the love of my life.<\/div>\n

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A strange guy from Rio Plata popped out of the bush wanting to know what we were doing for Peso Silver\u2026wanted<\/div>\n
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Len commented \u201cImagine that, I  will have put on my \u2018Jesusly’ underwear when I just took them off last week.\u201d<\/div>\n
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Wheland Read and Roger Verity have planned a 3 day  holiday  for Bill Scott and me \u2026 in Dawson City<\/div>\n
because we have overtaken the linocutting crew.  Nothing really for us to do.  We plan to take<\/div>\n
our sleeping bags, mosquito nets and food.  Not sure we  can afford this trip but it is a chance<\/div>\n
to see the Klondike at its  core.<\/div>\n

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Went to bed and fell asleep for an hour.  Woke up and read more of Klondike by Pierre Berton.<\/div>\n

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High wind shook our tent all night.<\/div>\n

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Sunday, july 1, 1962<\/div>\n

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This camp was made flat by the bulldozer then some professional carpenters set up the tents.  Neat.<\/div>\n

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Kelly, the new cook, rang the gong at 6.30 so  we got an early start on the Rex Base Line.   Managed  19,280 line feet..<\/div>\n
3.85 line miles.   Switch box  cut out twice.   Today was cool with bright sunshine\u2026conducive to working .<\/div>\n

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Back at camp Ron and  I were discussing books when suddenly he looked down towards the cook shack\u2026\u201dGod\u2026there\u2019s<\/div>\n
a bear!\u201d  A large black bear was about 5 feet from the cook shack.  I got two pictures of the fellow.<\/div>\n

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Later we  had a discussion with Roger Verity and Wheland  Reed about three possible extensions.  Then we had coffee<\/div>\n
and tried to guess  Dinky\u2019s age.  He says he is 51 but looks about 21. Then he told  us about bears and<\/div>\n
wolverines on his trap line.  Apparently a grizzly bear walked right into the Calumet bunkhouse.<\/div>\n
\u201cWolverines are  vicious and smart\u2026got into my cabin by squeezing down the stove pipe\u2026.in summer\u201d<\/div>\n

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Monday July 2, 1962<\/div>\n

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This was one of those bad days as  the switch box failed 8 times and  we lost the whole morning\u2019s work.  Put in extra grounding rods<\/div>\n
at the western end.  Still failed.  I sent word  to Bill Scott for help.  He watched the switch while Len and  I did lines.   Then I<\/div>\n
built a cover for the switch  box\u2026discovered that sun\u2019s heat may  have been problem.   Bad day but did manage to<\/div>\n
get 9,770 feet of line done\u20261.95 miles.<\/div>\n

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BEARD  IS PROGRESSING FINE\u2026..vanity you might say.<\/div>\n

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Tuesday July 3, 1962<\/div>\n

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DAWSON CITY, HERE WE COME!<\/div>\n

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END PART 5  YUKON STORY DIARY<\/div>\n

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