Made in Canada Adventure
Last weekend, my brother and I took a weekend road trip to northern Ontario. Our destination was Sesekinika, a village north of Kirkland Lake where our grandparents had lived. We wanted to see the old haunts we used to frequent as children. Enroute, we passed all the familiar landmarks with the exotic names we had memorized on our summer car adventures – Mattawa, Temogami, New Liskeard, Timiskaming and Kenogami. We swung by Cobalt and spent a mosquito-free afternoon exploring a town that had been one of the largest silver producing regions in the world back in the early 1900s. We were mesmorized by the scores of abandoned silver mines we saw – their tall roofs reaching up to the sky. We pondered the legacy left by the early prospectors and miners.
On the way home, we stopped off at a roadside store in Temogami to purchase souvenirs of our visit to the home of the Anishnabai nation. We bought t-shirts made in Canada and cute little red canoes with paddles to hang from the car rear-view mirror. Two hundred kilometers later, I unwrapped my treasure. I carefully peeled off the “Made in China” sticker. I turned the little boat over and over. Suddently, to my horror, I realized that the name of the town painted on the bow was mispelled “Temogama”. Tomorrow, I’m going to call the owner of that little roadside store to request a refund.