Schedule yourself into a downriver treat!

It’s called “Kay-Nah-Chi-Wa-Nung” and you’ll have to go to the pyramids of Egypt for a parallel experience.
In fact, roughly 30 miles west of Fort Frances, beyond where the rapids of the swollen Rainy River churn, past the Manitou reserve village, there is a new creation that at first glance resembles the pyramids.
This large, very bright, and attractive edifice–in contrast to a sandswept desert environment–features the freshness of woodland glades plus modernity even though it also portrays the lifestyle of centuries ago.
Surrounded by beautifully-styled brick pathways that can carry you on golf carts to the native burial sites along the river popularly known as “the mounds,” this new attraction defies time in its portrayal of the native people and their pastimes while offering the visitor a leisurely look at much that could otherwise be forgotten.
For instance, the architecture–while pointed at the roofline in a pyramid resemblance–is supported by columns of tall, well-varnished pines, the like you would see nowhere else.
Your guide, if you’re as lucky as I was, could be Telford Advent, the well-known auctioneer and jack-of-all-trades, who will push your wheelchair, if necessary, around the gleaming interior and discuss the historical aspects while you have a scrumptious lunch, including wild rice soup and walleye, and admire the riverside landscaping.
Telford gives credit to a number of native artists while passing out pamphlets that tell of this being a sacred place–“a living link between past and present and future” that has been venerated for 8,000 years.
Nowhere in North America are there larger burial mounds!
The pamphlet issues the invitation to “Discover the peace that comes from living in harmony with the powers of the universe.”
“Let the teachings of yesterday prepare you for tomorrow!”
And, you know, quiet as it is out there under the bright sun and at the water’s edge, the above message conveys a fair measure of credibility.
This used to be a very busy place, and everyone expects it to be again. The brochure points out this “was the centre of a vibrant, continent-wide trading network, truly a gathering place to trade, share, celebrate, and mourn,” and only 40 miles from the headwaters of the Mississippi River.
The Ojibway people “invite you to begin your journey and to become part of the history.”
Their message is sincere and the charm being offered here is irresistible. A Manitoba visitor compares the mounds’ show favourably with the Man and Nature Museum in Winnipeg and she was delighted by the wonderful quality on exhibition.
Everyone expresses awe and surprise, and there is a full-sized stuffed moose standing inside that says it all when it comes to making a lasting impression.
Unfortunately, the grounds around were teeming with tent caterpillars, as is everywhere else, but they will be gone next month.
Something that must be corrected, however, is the poor highway identification for entrance to the mounds, only modest signs showing the way in.
This, too, will be looked after by the management, which seems to have thought of everything, including a good road. Make sure you visit the splendid restaurant but remember there is no liquor licence.
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At the Legion last Friday, the presence of Judy and Lawrence Carter was prominent among the volunteers as they did everything from handing out a sheet of jokes to taking pictures of new members.
Some of their jokes: “It’s hard to make a comeback when you haven’t been anywhere!” and “Only time the world beat a path to your door is when you’re in the bathroom” and “All reports are in: life is now officially unfair.”
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June is traditionally the month for weddings and I notified Susan Drew I would provide free advertising for her talents as a consultant. Tom and Sue, a week ago Saturday, looked after their daughter’s wedding to Bill Tucker in great style.
First off, they invited more than 300 guests into the arena auditorium from coast to coast across Canada. Sue manufactured pretty candle holders out of wood and also placed out chocolate bars in souvenir wrappers to keep everyone in the sweetest mood.
Was Tom sweet, too? I dunno.
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Nick Andrusco, asked about the cadet training students received here during the Second World War, recalled how he was promoted student commander for the Robert Moore parade ground.
Older boys marched across the back of the old high school when there was room enough there for a football field.
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Marie Hyatt, the likable “landlady” at Flinders Park apartments, reports there are new arrivals expected but didn’t mention any extra Hyatts.
The place has been lucky to attract several tenants by that name, as you might expect, because Hyatt is believed the best-known name in this district.
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I’ve been getting complaints about certain town roads lacking an exit as in the old cemetery recently. But the fresh west end highway paving and its efficient application certainly has been appreciated.
Other beefs concern our phone book, listing La Vallee names under Devlin, for instance, when La Vallee is the municipal name, and also putting Pinewood names and numbers under Stratton.

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