1966 Hudson-Hope

Speaking of the beer parlour I happened to be friends with a guy (guess who) who happened to have latched onto one of the few women in camp. So, when we sat down at a table we never had to buy beer. It arrived regularly from moon struck love sick men who just enjoyed being in the same room with a female.

You’re right, Gord, I don’t remember any of these guys surviving.

The Hudson Hope rodeo was augmented for a few years by about 5000 visitors. All those guys who worked in camps and wanted something, anything to do which didn’t involve building a dam. Some of these miners, construction workers, pipefitters, welders, office employees, and surveyors were known to take the odd drink . The perfect place or I should say the only place to get a sit down beer was the Hudson Hope Hotel. On this day a couple of them stumbled out to the rodeo and attempted one of these rides (not this guy). One of them rode in his stocking feet. He lasted about nine-tenths of a second.