The
same unwillingness to break camp and resume our homeward way was
again in evidence this morning and before leaving we were fortunate
enough to secure a picture of the South Saskatchewan River, the
left bank almost perfectly reflected in the water. This particular
picture, which will be found on this page, coming almost at the
end of the trip naturally suggests the name "Reflections", and that
is the title by which we shall always know it. For the protection
of certain members of the party it must here be stated that this
unwillingness did not signify a reluctance on their part to return
home, but was merely in sympathy with the remaining member whose
period of outdoor life was so nearly over. We finally got away by
8:40 and holding straight east ran through some sandy waste country
till, forced by sandhills along the river to turn south, we rejoined
the main road at Burdett. From here on we made good time until reaching
Seven Persons, where B. again left the main road in search of a
shortcut - which we proved does not exist - to Dunmore Junction
and Irvine. Just before leaving the main road a dust cloud was noticed
approaching from the West and rapidly overtaking us and, although
we probably escaped a lot of dust by taking a cross country route,
we drove for the balance of the way pursued by a fiendish wind.
Within a few miles we came to Seven Persons coulee, and following
down this eventually found a well traveled road and then, after
a cast in the wrong direction, returned and had lunch where a bridge
and grade afforded a little shelter from the wind. Proceeding after
lunch with much doubling and twisting, to say nothing of a slight
delay caused by sand when crossing a small creek, we eventually
came out at Dunmore. In fairness to Maudie it must be mentioned
that she had held her end up nobly in the matter of delaying our
ultimate arrival, by contributing two holes in her socks. Passing
through Walsh in a cloud of cinders we paused to obtain water for
Maudie, the following wind causing her to become quite feverish
at times, then, the balance of the journey covered without untoward
happenings, we arrived at Maple Creek at 7 p.m. In the evening of
August 21st, having condensed into the short space of 20 days and
4 hours many momentous occurrences and a trip of approximately 2,500
miles through scenery that alone would be an excuse for taking three
of four times as long.
This marked the conclusion of the trip as far as W. was concerned,
and the news of our safe return so far was transmitted to Regina
by phone. We learning in return that the cherished garden that had
been maintained in a state of such perfection during our absence
that it had received the judges' premier award in each of the three
classes in which it had been entered.
In telling and retelling the experiences of the trip the time slipped
away, and it was not until 3 p.m. of the following day that the
final stage of the journey was commenced. Then a very fair run of
97 miles brought us slightly after dusk on a very chilly evening
to the banks of the Swift Current river, some 6 or 7 miles South
West of the city. This place was secluded, but water was poor though
plentiful, wood scarce and shelter conspicuous by its absence. However,
supper over and a small supply of firewood collected, B. and L wrapped
a blanket apiece round their shoulders and smoked a last pipe in
comfort, being aided thereto by the sterling quality of the goods
bearing the label of the H. B. C.
The final drive next day was accomplished in very fair time and
without adventure, the dry and weed-grown aspect of the country
West of Moose Jaw contrasting painfully with the beauties of nature
through which we had lately passed. Our travel-worn and dusty appearance,
together with the evidence of the camp outfit, had been attracting
greater notice the further east we got and on this last stage appeared
to be of huge interest to the inhabitants of the small towns through
which we passed, as well as to the cars met or caught up on the
road. Lunch was taken between Secretan and Parkbeg near the road
where the C. P. R. grade provided a partial wind-break and in due
course
we arrived in Regina, having considered, as we approached the city
from the west, and owing to the shortage of water decided to refrain
from pitching camp for one more night among the rather immature
spruce that ornament the grounds of Government House. We arrived
at 6 p.m., almost to the minute 24 days from the time we left. In
this time a record of mileage, exclusive of side trips with the
one exception of that from Maple Bay to Victoria gives a total of
2986 miles, and if side trips are included a round total of 3200
would be well within the mark. For future reference a record of
the expenses has been tabulated and will be found below. Some 130
photos in all were taken by W. and L. combined, many of them duplicating
the same scene and many others unfortunately, for various reasons,
not turning out well. Of the rest a selection has been used to illustrate
this narrative, not necessarily the best, but to the discerning
eye typical of the glories which have been so inadequately described.
As a holiday pure and simple the trip was perhaps too ambitious
for the limited time at our disposal and certain days or sections
were, to say the least, strenuous: on the other hand we had the
added satisfaction of overcoming obstacles and ultimate achievement.
After all, just as the proof of a pudding is in the eating and not
in the flavour of any one ingredient used in the making, so this
holiday is proved a success by the store of pleasant recollections
and unfading memories of much beautiful scenery. The small annoyances
and mishaps, by no means pleasant at the time, when recalled to
mind lose much of their undesirability and, like salt, perhaps help
out the full savor of the adventure. Had there been nothing to contend
with we should have lost the sense of satisfaction gained through
accomplishment and incidents, now firmly fixed in our minds, would
have been lost or forgotten.
Much of both incident and scenery has been left out in this record,
the idea being rather to arrange in order the principal experiences
than to attempt the impossible task of painting a word picture which
would do justice to the glorious reality. Such as it is, however,
it may be some assistance in placing other unrecorded happenings,
or in describing for the benefit of others a most enjoyable three
weeks and, if any uncertainty remain, it is to be hoped that another
opportunity to go look see may soon offer.

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