While we waited at the public landing for Gord to arrive with his boat for transportation across the Churchill River to the church, Joe Roberts arrived at the landing, also looking for a boat ride.  A young man arrived at the beach and parked his boat.  Joe eyed the boat rather hard and then walked over to it and removed the rope that secured it to the shore.  He looked hard at the young man and softly shook the rope at the boy.  The boy said nothing and jumped in his boat and departed.  Joe had just found his recently stolen rope.

We had time to kill and got talking about how much fun it would be to build an authentic birch bark canoe.  Joe knew where some great bark was located up on the Grandmother’s Bay Reserve and he had helped his grandfather build a canoe, plus he had watched the process several times.  We decided to make a pact of cooperation and to definitely find a way to make that happen.  Don , very seriously suggested that they seal the pack the way they did it  in the old days.  He pulled out his pocket knife and acted like he was about to slit his palm so he could mingle his blood with Joes, just the way Burt Lancaster did in the movies.  Joe looked puzzling at Don and asked “Are you crazy?”  We all laughed.

By the time Gord arrived with his boat, the landing was crowded with boats.  It seemed that everyone in town was going to the wedding and just like Gord had said, people were dressed in what ever they had on at the time to