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Monday, January 20, 2014

Hunting Arti-facts

Have you seen one of these?
In 1979, Husby and I moved to Winnipeg, Manitoba so he could complete his Master’s degree in history.
It was an interesting, eye-opening experience for a girl who had never been off the ranch for more than a few days.
We were there for eight months.
It was as long as I could be away from my beloved Alberta prairies . . .
But moving back to Alberta necessitated some commuting back and forth as he completed his thesis.
These trips, a necessity for him, were pure holidays for me.
One, in particular, stands out . . .
We had packed up another couple, parked our kids with our respective mothers, and headed out.
It was a joyous, happy group that talked and laughed our way across Alberta, Saskatchewan and Manitoba.
One evening, the four of us camped at Buffalo Pound Provincial Park, an historic buffalo hunting site just outside of Moose Jaw, Saskatchewan. (Yes, there really is a place called Moose Jaw.)  Years ago, native hunters used to drive herds of buffalo into the bogs in the area and dispatch them as they struggled in the mud.
Umm . . . ick.
Remember where I said that Husby’s thesis was in history?
Well, that would become important here . . .
 Because such sites are a good place to find artifacts. My Husby’s favourite pastime.
And what else would one want to do when holidaying?
Immediately after setting up camp, the two husbys set out.
Most notably, they were looking for arrow heads.
We wives stayed at the campsite, visiting, preparing the evening meal and generally enjoying the outdoors and the fact that we weren’t sitting in a car.
About half-an-hour after they set out, our Husbys returned.
With broad grins denoting success.
“We found an arrowhead!” they announced.
“Really?” Okay, we wives were a little bit surprised. Pleased for them. But surprised.
“It really wasn’t that hard! We just looked around and there it was, laying right out in the open!”
“Well, let us see it! Let us see it!”
A hand was extended and there, in the palm, was indeed an arrowhead.
A real arrowhead.
Rubber. With a suction cup on one end.
Our great archeologists’ work was done.



14 comments:

  1. Return that to the site immediately....that is important historic material lol.

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    1. I'll tell him. It is the center of his collection, but I'll tell him. :)

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  2. This was my first lol moment for the day. Loved it!
    Blessings for the laugh~

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    1. And blessings to you for enjoying it! :)

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  3. All the way out there! Heroes returning from the hunt...

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  4. What... that's not an arrowhead? Sounds like one to me! ;-) Thanks for the LOL!

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    1. You're definitely our kind of folks, Sarah! :)

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  5. Wow, it seems a few of the ancients were ahead of their time...

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