We siblings spent our early lives in and out of logging camps. Even on becoming urban dwellers, our Christmas tree commanded a very wide berth and tall ceiling. It began in 1939 at our parents' first Christmas, with their first child expected early the coming spring. Here is our Mum, standing on a railroad car … Continue reading Memories: MoPops’ Last Christmas Tree
Category: From Our Logging Camps
The British Columbia Logger’s Girl in Newfoundland
The preceding two posts discussed Dad’s change of job, which was the reason we moved from our remote logging camp in Port Renfrew, B.C., to the big town of Corner Brook, NL.1 That was the late 1940s; we remained in Newfoundland until shortly after its Confederation with Canada. This is the tale of our three … Continue reading The British Columbia Logger’s Girl in Newfoundland
NEWFOUNDLAND: LOGGING PRE and POST CONFEDERATION
Our Hemmingsen-Cameron logging operation in Port Renfrew BC, and its management, were classified as “essential” to the Allied war effort.1 That was due to export of the very finest Sitka Spruce to the UK, where it became a component of certain bombers. After the war, the company was sold to British Columbia Forest Products … Continue reading NEWFOUNDLAND: LOGGING PRE and POST CONFEDERATION
REDIRECTING “MEMORIES”: Oldfoundpeople and Newfoundland
The category “Memories” on this blog has covered my early years in our logging camp at Port Renfrew, British Columbia, circa 1940. That era was captured in a series of posts named “From The Logging Camps” that were drawn from a scrapbook my father constructed for me, in 2000. He called it “Forest Regeneration”. … Continue reading REDIRECTING “MEMORIES”: Oldfoundpeople and Newfoundland
Logging camps: Trucks, Clothes Line, Pulley, and Patents
A previous post in “From the logging camps” shared a front view of a logging truck, circa 1943, in Port Renfrew at the Hemmingsen-Cameron operation. This is the same truck, side view, showing my big brother, myself, my father, and grandfather.1 And, something else. Logging truck with clothes line. Marilee Wein © 2018 Heeding the … Continue reading Logging camps: Trucks, Clothes Line, Pulley, and Patents
From the logging camps (6)
"Port Renfrew 50 Years Later" completes the scrapbook made for me, by my father, John Oliver Hemmingsen. He called it "Forest Regeneration".1 Previous posts covered much of the book. This part accounts for a trip Dad made to the area with Uncle Bob, with my older brother John, in 1990. For some time by then, there … Continue reading From the logging camps (6)
From The Logging Camps (5)
This continues the scrapbook Dad made for me about Port Renfrew, B.C., entitled “Forest Regeneration” (ca 1939-1940).1 Earlier posts under "From The Logging Camps" described our family life in this remote spot on Vancouver Island. Hemmingsen-Cameron Company Ltd. was co-owned with my grandfather, Matt Hemmingsen (1876-1967). Inklings as to previous and next owners can be … Continue reading From The Logging Camps (5)
From the logging camps (4)
This complete discussion on Page 1 of Pop’s scrapbook entitled "Forest Regeneration" that was featured in larger print in the last post: “From the Logging Camps (3)”.1 Pop wrote that our Camp 2 residence in the early 1940s at Port Renfrew, BC, was 10 miles up the logging railway that began at the mouth of … Continue reading From the logging camps (4)
Maquinna: Calling on the Way Stops of Life
The intention here, was to present a particular picture of Princess Maquinna. After all, she had been referenced in three prior posts on this part of the blog. This was her time; present her, then to move on to the next page of Pop’s scrapbook. Scrapbook? Well, she was scrapped and is now scrapbooked on … Continue reading Maquinna: Calling on the Way Stops of Life
From the logging camps (3)
It is just too hard to leave Port Renfrew, so we will not tell of life in Corner Brook, NL, or the BC environs of Victoria, Port Alberni, Great Central Lake, or Nanaimo just yet. Lake Cowichan, Chemainus and the Malahat shall equally wait. By this time of his life, Grandad James Dickson, who … Continue reading From the logging camps (3)
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