My Boomerang WILL Come Back!

We fished the back shore of Boomerang Lake yesterday.  A left turn up a spur trail right before the usual left turn at "Intersection B" takes you right around the back.  It's an interesting view around there: groups have felled many small trees to improve access for quads and other four wheeled vehicles.  (We encountered a truck as we left that had parked to camp for the night.  I would have thought that terrain like that was impossible to travel for a truck).  Anyway, here's the route:

Weigles to the Back of Boomerang Lake (Right to Left) -  Click to Enlarge All Photos

We found a few good fishing spots.  It was generally pretty slow although we both got bites on and off.  Paul pulled in a small trout that he intended to throw back, but it joined the choir invisible before he managed to get it wet.  His second catch was spectacular:  a beautiful full-bodied cutthroat trout of about 2.5 to 3 lbs.  Caught on the amazing "North Bend Super Duper" lure.  I've had great luck with those.  That was it today... just two trout.

Nice Fish!!

The 3lb Trout Accompanied By Paul's Tiny Murdered Kindergarten Fishlet 

 

The back side of Boomerang Lake facing the "boat ramp" on the far right shore

Brooklands Museum and The Chertsey Fair

It looks like rain until perhaps next Saturday, so I'm searching for old photos again.  I found a few of the great old bikes I saw during my last visit to the U.K.  One batch is from the Brooklands Museum, a collection of cars, bikes and planes housed at the old Brooklands Race Track.  They're all the indoor ones.  The outdoor shots are all from the Chertsey Country Fair. 

Brooklands Entrance

Terrific setting...  Takes you right back to the 20s, 30s and 40s

Palm trees!  Yea right guys. 

Matchless

Had to throw the "Urrican" in there.  Half rebuilt

Now we're at the Chertsey Country Fair

Had to throw this one in too.  They looked tremendous.

Second Visit to Kidney Lake, WITH A ROD THIS TIME!

Another good ride today!  I met Paul at our usual Starbucks starting place and we set off through Doumont Road to Weigles Road and onto the trails.  We were off to Kidney Lake today... with rods. 

Click Photo for a better view

An elevation profile of the green section from "Intersection A" to Kidney Lake.  The last third of the green is the sharp rock section. 

The "Tank Traps" were wetter than I have seen them before and most of them were filled quite deeply with water.  It's fine when you're in gear, but I discovered today that it creates a problem if you accidentally put the bike into neutral half way through one and lose your momentum.  I made it without a fall... Whew!

The Tank Traps.  I had my hip waders today, (for fishing, not for going through the Tank Traps).   Didn't even use them.  :(

A right turn at "Intersection A" took us past Round Lake and a left turn shortly after that took us up to Kidney Lake.  I'm not a big fan of the trail that leads up to Kidney; large chunks of sharp rock make for a slower ride, but the destination is really worth it.  We parked the bikes and headed for Paul's favourite spot.  (He's actually beginning to believe that he owns this spot.  It's a bit worrying to say the least). 

Not a lot of fish action for the first while.  Paul was getting many more hits than I was.

There were plenty of trout swirling on the surface of the lake and some jumping, but generally things were going quite slowly and we both went through the process of trying every lure in our possession.  When "the bite is off," it's really off and nothing can persuade those little critters to grab your chunk of wiggling metal.

 

Paul caught the first fish.  The bite was ON!!!!  It lasted for about 37 seconds and then we both slipped back into our lure changing routine.  Twenty minutes later another suicidal fish saw Paul's poor lure action as a good way to end it all and soon found it's end on the "Killing Stump."

Please note that this tiny fish is out of focus because it needed the macro setting for a shot this close.

That was it today I'm afraid.  NO FISH FOR YOU!  I looked at my watch and remembered my dinner date.  I got a quick set of directions to get me back onto the main trail and zoomed off towards the growing smell of Chinese food.

Rumour has it that Paul caught another fish after I had left.  It will remain a rumour until I see the unaltered photograph.  I want that sucker date stamped too.

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Now for the "ruin your eyesight" 3D anaglyph photos: 

View These Full Size - Red/Cyan Glasses Needed

This one's a bit hard to focus  (Could be the subject matter)

Easily the best one!  I wish I'd taken another one with a different POV.

 

Video: 1939 Bike Trip Through Alaska

Ryan sent me a great video yesterday:
(UPDATE:  Sorry folks, this video was made "private" by the YouTube user who originally posted it.  Too bad, I really liked this).

It's a 9 minute film of Clyde (Slim) Williams and John Logan's motorcycle trip to Alaska in 1939.  Slim Williams and John Logan were promoters of the Alaska Highway in the 1930s.  To get the attention of the United States Government, they each drove the "highway" route on a 300lb British made motorcycle.

Click HERE for Video

A good blurb describing their journey can be found  here.

Canso Aircraft Wreckage Near Tofino, B.C.

Paul and I took a street bike ride earlier this past summer to find a 1945 Canso wreck near Tofino B.C.  Such an interesting find needs to be shared on my blog!

Here's a site showing how to get there.     (Second site)      (Third site)

Here's a general description of Canso aircraft.

A historical reference to the incident is shown below.  (It came from this Google community web page).

"Forty-two years ago, 12 RCAF members survived and airplane crash back of Radar Hill near Tofino, Vancouver Island, in British Columbia, Canada. 

Canso 11007 left Coal Harbour about noon on 10 February 1945 and flew to Tofino.  The weather was quite blustery by the time the amphibian landed at Tofino.  Several crew members drove to Ucluelet to pick up some engine parts and then spent the early evening hours in the Tofino mess. They were finally cleared for takeoff at 2300 hours on runway 25 and had just cleared the end of the runway when the port engine quit cold. At this time the Canso was carrying 12 people, four 250 pound depth charges, normal emergency gear and about 750 gallons of fuel.Pilot Ronnie Scholes later said they were too low to turn and couldn’t gain altitude so he decided to land straight ahead.  He actually flew the Canso into a full-stall landing at impact point.  He personally felt the majority of the crew on board owed their lives to his sheer guts.  Mr. Knechtel was in the port blister, facing aft, when he realized the plane was in a stall attitude.  He looked out to his right and saw that the Canso was down between the trees.

The plane hit, the tail went up and up until he was looking at the stars past the tail – then it crashed down and all the lights in the Canso went out.  He could hear a crackling noise, looked out forward and saw, through a waterfall of gasoline from the ruptured left wing tank, the port engine on fire.  There was no sound from anyone – he thought they were all dead until he heard someone start swearing.  He yelled for a fire extinguisher and one of the engineers handed one out to him and he climbed up over the wing by kicking a foothold to get started.  When he got over the top, the nose was ripped completely away forward of the pilot’s seats – the seats were just sitting in the open.  The nose was laying off to the right on its side.  He can still recall seeing the florescent instruments and hearing the gyros humming.  

Three of the crew were unhurt, one pilot had a fractured forehead and a broken nose and another crew member had a sprained ankle while the others had numerous scrapes, cuts and bruises – all fortunately minor.   The crew moved downhill about 150 feet, set up a parachute for a tent and the three uninjured made trips back to the Canso for the emergency gear (sleeping bags, emergency rations etc.)  They bedded down the more seriously injured in the tent and established a watch, trying the 'Gibson Girl' without an aerial as the pilot wouldn’t let any of the fellows climb a tree in the dark.  At about 0300 hours, they could hear shouting from the Tofino airport and then an aircraft being cranked up.  A few minutes later the crew could see the plane’s port running light, so one of the men fired a red flare with a Very pistol but the aircraft flew straight ahead.About the time the men stopped cussing him for his blindness, the plane came around the hill from the other side, circling left and dropped a parachute flare.  It scared the hell out of the men since they didn’t know whether the flare would drop on them or the Canso, with its load of spilled gasoline and bombs. Fortunately, the flare missed everything.  The next morning the rescue aircraft took off again and flew in a straight line from the airport to the crash site, homing the ground party in on the downed plane.  The rescue party packed out the injured while the less injured walked and they all ended up in the base hospital for treatment and observation. The Canso was left where it crashed."

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Here's the route from Nanaimo:

The end of the route at the Tofino side.  The track for the hike, from the highway to the wreck itself, can be found on the Aug 24th edit message at the bottom of this blog post.  

And here are some shots of the wreckage:

Bomb crater created from exploding the canso's payload near the crash site.  If you look carefully into the bush, you can see part of the tail section through the trees.

Approaching the plane.

Tail Section

Tail and rear fuselage

Starboard side from the rear

Tail from starboard side

 

Wing struts and undercarriage linkage

Paul looking to clobber that guy in front if he so much as looked at a spray paint can.  (There were frequent mumblings from him on this subject).

Starboard Engine

Both engine mounts and forward gunner port

Looking into forward fuselage.  The log on the right is sitting on what looks to be original crash damage, which means its lasted since 1945!

Paul stepping onto the wings.  It was a bit creaky  walking on the torn aluminum fuselage!

Parasol-mounted "mushroom" wing.  Pity about the graffiti... too bad some visitors failed to see the significance of this site.

You'd think he'd climbed Everest by the look on his face wouldn't you?  As it happened, he couldn't get down and had to set up base camp right where he's standing.

The tail from the wings

Engine mount

Click Me!  A Stitched photo of the wreck.

Some photos from the beautiful town of Tofino, (taken from the pub window):

A fishing tour returns to clean their catch

House boats

Dry-docked houseboat

A beer... a particularly good beer!  Super hoppy...  Nice.  What was it again?

A Shite Hawk waiting for me to throw another chip out the window.

Tofino Marina

 Great ride!

[Edit: Aug 24th, 2014]
I see a great deal of traffic on here from people who have entered this blog from an Internet search.  I guess many are looking for a track to the plane wreck itself!  I had no GPS with me on the day of this trip, and I've discovered since that the only track currently available is on the site trailpeak.com.  What a useless site!  They want you to acquire upload points before they will even share their tracks, which you have to earn with uploads or BUY from them direct!  I attempted uploading a few bogus tracks; things like a quick Google Earth hand-plotted trip around the entire outskirts of the UK and the track around the lip of a small crater in Central Africa.  :)  Then I discovered that they actually intend to check the tracks before giving you your upload points!  I knew I had been beaten and would have to change to another plan:  I took a screen snag of their map of the trail and overlayed that picture as accurately as possible in Google Earth and then I traced over their track to make my own.  So, be warned, it's slightly off, but not by much.  I also can't guarantee the accuracy of the track from the original uploader.  If you use this track, I would really like some feedback about whether or not you found the plane!  HERE'S MY TRACK.  ;)  

Also, if you manage to get your hands on the original track from trailpeak, (after you've sent them some SENSIBLE files), I'd like to post it here for people to download easily.  Please mail it to me at the email address on the welcome panel at the top right of this page.  Thanks, Andy.