Errington's Wilderness Camp

Linda, Joyce (our pal from Ft Frances, Ont) and I decided to extend the canyon trip. We transferred from the tour train to the passenger train at the canyon and travelled to Mile 204 where we were met by Al Errington and his pontoon boat. The train is like a bus - it stops where ever people want it to and drop off and pick up. The train is the only way in or out in many places. The people were mostly going or coming from fishing camps. The area is the Chapleau Reserve and there has been no hunting in the area since 1925. There was a family that got off just a few miles before us. I think, from what I observed, that the older man was likely a track manager years ago. With him were two daughters and a son in law. The son in law as frantically making video footage. They got off at a little house on the side of the tracks where the older man must have once lived while working. The women expressed that it looked a lot different 25 years ago! I guess the family were taking him back for a last visit. Actually, it was very touching. When we took the return train back to the Sault, the men were out fishing and the women waved to the train.