A budding troubadour:
His name is Richard Messier but half-jokingly
he introduces himself as Richard Coeur de lion (the lion-hearted)
Messier. It is a fortuitous encounter that begins as a photo op. I am
driving by the internationally known Orford
Arts Centre which is a major centre for training young musicians
and artists "in the utmost harmony with its surroundings."
The road passes a meadow in which a young man is wandering, strumming
a guitar, and obviously using his surroundings as a "sounding board."
I stop, get out of the car, and follow him rather surreptitiously. He
is playing a Spanish tune on a mellow acoustic guitar. He does not notice
me as he stops on a small bridge. The notes of the guitar blend with
the rhythmic rippling sounds of the water beneath the bridge. When he
pauses, I excuse myself for invading his privacy but he is more than
pleased to share his music with me. He is a traveller himself spending
time going here and there and playing music. Currently he is working
at the Centre. At my request he plays his version of one of the first
folk tunes I learned in Québec (Le Petit Bonheur by Félix
Lerclerc) and talks to me about his music. It is the core of his being
he says, "It's as if I have a stream flowing throughout my mind
and body... my music connects me to all this." I ask him to play
some more while I take his picture. I thank him and shaking my hand,
he gives me a slight bow. As I walk back across the meadow, the notes
of the guitar follow me.
The hôtelier as archivist:
Michelle Richard was born in Trois-Rivières
Québec but at the age of 17 went to Toronto where she worked
as a bilingual secretary in what she calls "one of those big black
buildings." Feeling the need of a challenge, she happened one day
on an ad for the Canadian Armed Forces. To make a long story short,
Michelle went on to pursue a 27-year career in the medical corps serving
in Canada, Germany, and Israel. She was one of the first women to serve
in a field environment on an equal basis with male soldiers, as well
as in numerous other capacities. When she retired from the military
Michelle knew that she "had to validate in civi street what I learned
in the military." She was also determined that her three children
experience "l'école de la vie" (the school of
life) and that they be brought up in Canada's two official languages.
With her husband Rémi she bought and opened a B&B in Stanstead
Québec called Domaine
Lee Farm, an historic property that once belonged to Sir Frederick
Banting and Lady Banting. Banting was one of the co-discoverers of insulin
and a Nobel Prize-winner for Physiology and Medicine. (As I inform Michelle,
he was also my grandmother's cousin.) Michelle and Rémi have
restored this 1810 estate in impeccable detail. On the last morning
of my visit to the area she takes me to a hill outside town where I
take the panoramic shot at the top of this webpage. Standing looking
at the magnificent view we are both entranced. And then Michelle says
quietly mainly to herself I think "Cette terre
a vraiment une âme. De ça j'en suis sûre."
("This land has a soul. I'm sure of that.)
A timeless artist:
Shannon Cooney works part-time in what is probably the
smallest casino on the continent. The casino is also in an incongruous
setting because it is in one of the typical staid, rectangular and columned
bank buildings we used to see on every main street in Canada. But Shannon
is the quintessential still waters that run deep, and I use the play
on words deliberately. He is an artist who has created his own medium
which he calls Drunkwood. For more information on Shannon, his art,
Drunkwood, and to see samples of his work click
here.
The integrated resort experience:
The Eastern Townships are also known
for their luxury all-seasons resorts that blend perfectly with the landscape.
Scott Stevens is my contact at Château
Bromont, one of the most popular resorts in the region.
His enthusiasm for and commitment to the Eastern
Townships where he grew up in a bilingual and bicultural family is apparent
from the moment we meet. He is also the kind of young progressive marketing
person who understands intuitively the real principles of the hospitality
industry because they are inherent to the Townships. Château
Bromont is a property that includes a variety of excellent
accommodation, a sparkling new spa, a popular alpine ski hill (and close
by several others), a first-class restaurant and serene golf.
After a day touring the Townships I rush back to the Château for
a twilight round of golf. I am joined by Karine Turbine, a young agronomist
from the Gaspésie region of Québec. As dusk is imminent
we are the only ones on the course; it is a golfer's sweetest moment.
The cool fall air, the brilliant colours of the hills, and the setting
sun on the greens combine to make Karine and me feel like the best golfers
in the world. By the last hole, darkness is coming on and we cannot
see the last green; we play by sensing the landscape around us. As we
hit our balls to the last green, we can't see where they land but we
know that the direction is perfect.
(Château
Bromont has recently won the prestigious Lauréats
Grands Prix du Tourisme, the most important industry competition
in Québec.)
Candy Man:
During lunch with Scott, he begins talking
about his family, brother Harvey, sister-in-law, their children, and
the family farm near Stanstead. I sense another story worth telling;
so I make a post-trip contact with Harvey on whose property I have already
taken some photographs. Harvey and his wife work "day jobs"
but also operate Verger Stevens Orchard where they grow dwarf apples
trees, raspberries, blueberries, squash, and pumpkins; and offer agrotourism
opportunities. But I'll let Harvey tell the story.
"When we were small children my father and mother would take us
on a Sunday drive to a nearby site in the Eastern Townships near the
Vermont border. We called it Candy Hill. Along the way, my father would
first stop at a store where he would buy soft drinks and chocolate bars
and quickly place them in the trunk. On our arrival at Candy Hill, he
would find an excuse to leave the car before we could get out. He would
then hide the treats and the first order of business for us kids was
to find them. This was almost 40 years ago but I can still feel the
excitement each time we went to Candy Hill. It was was a very special
family time, and of course it did not cost a lot. Candy Hill is still
there, about two miles from the family farm that we eventually bought
in the area. It is also near where we planted our first apple trees.
Back in 1998 we started planting sections of 500 apple trees and rows
of raspberries. Our thinking was that maybe families like ours might
come to the orchard, lay out a blanket have some special "Candy
Hill time" with their loved ones. Today we see many families on
blankets in the orchard admiring the mountains and the villages of Stanstead
and Derby Line Vermont, both of which are clearly visible from our property.
The apples are fifty cents a pound, the view of the mountains free,
and I hope the memories are priceless. As a new feature this year we
now have a wagon ride to the orchard and on Sundays a treasure hunt
in the maplegrove to find "the lost treasure of an old hermit called
Luke." (That's a whole other childhood story!) As an added bonus
for us, we are fortunate enough to have brothers and sisters, in-laws,
aunts and uncles and a miraculous Mom all who, along with their children,
help us out during raspberry and apple season. The second generation
of Candy Hillers carries on the tradition.
Transferrable skills:
Signy Stephenson and
Michel Gabereau left impressive careers in business, publishing, and
public relations in Toronto to operate the Auberge
Knowlton, an 1849 inn and the first such establishment to offer
food, beverages, and accommodation in the Eastern Townships. Their professional
acumen and business talents are excellent examples of the kind of "transferrable
skills" that the marketplace in the 21st century requires. The
Inn and its restaurant have been faithfully restored and renovated;
this is a place for people to gather. The ambiance is pure Cantons de
l'Est especially on the day I arrive when the fall Duck festival is
in full swing. (If you order duck in Paris, chances are it came from
this area which is considered one of the best duck producing areas in
the world.) Signy and Michel introduce me to friends who all seem to
be on their way somewhere but en route are passing by or through
the inn. The streets are full of visitors, musicians, artisans, and
the residents of Knowlton. Knowlton is known for the super friendly
dogs in the town's businesses. Actually there is a competition in the
spring when clients get to vote for the most accommodating dog. Among
other dogs I meet, I would vote for Henry if I could. He likes to mind
the till in the shop next door to the Auberge
Knowlton.
Values training:
In another spontaneous conversation
(this time in the town of Magog on Lake Memphrémagog) I talk
with Olivia Sofer and her mother. Very sportive as a young child,
Olivia became an outdoors enthusiast and skier. She says that the Eastern
Townships gave her "the taste for the realm of possibilities that
could exist at a ski hill." As a certified hiking guide and member
of the Association of Canadian Mountain Guides, she has taken the skills
she learned in Québec to the Canadian Rockies, and beyond. A
guide now in the sports tourism field for 12 years, she has worked in
some of the most remote wilderness areas of Canada. She is also devoted
to travelling and learning about other cultures, especially about the
role of women in other cultures. Her degrees in Economics and Political
Science and in International Trade and Transportation complement her
world view. If you have look at Lifexport
and Las
Mujeres de Las Montanas: Understanding Women's Passion for the Mountains
- A Cultural Comparison you will get a pretty good idea where this
remarkable woman is "coming from."
Tangible history:
Doug and Richard Eldridge are direct
descendants from Robert McGinnis, a United Empire Loyalist, and certified
members of the United Empire Loyalists' Association. After my visit
to the Eastern Townships, Doug very kindly sends me a copy of his UEL
certificate on which it says (in part), "N.B. Those Loyalists who
have adhered to the Unity of the Empire, and joined the Royal Standard
before the Treaty of Separation in the year 1783, and all their children,
and their Descendants by either sex, are to be distinguished by the
following Capitals affixed to their names U.E. Alluding to their great
principle The Unity of the Empire."
I meet Doug and Richard at a flea market
where I buy two simple hand-blown brilliant blue vases. Doug is displaying
his antique tools. They are fascinating and tangible evidence of past
generations in the area. There is something very evocative about these
tools that have passed through so many hands, hands that worked the
land here. Both brothers are passionate about the Loyalist history and
their part in it. Doug says, "[Learning about our history] made
me feel better as a person ... knowing where I had come from."
With reference to the fateful decision that their ancestors must have
made Richard says, "It's a case of how you feel inside ... and
when a division is made, you have to take one side or the other."
When I ask him what he thinks Americans should know about his family's
history he says, "They should know we have a connection with them.
We were once all British subjects."
Intrinsic value:
Sylvain Roy also left the big city to
return to the Eastern Townships. He now is the proprietor of a florist
and gift shop just steps from the Vermont border. It is towards the
end of the day and most of the border crossing business has slowed down.
Actually I think he is as interested in talking to his visitors to Canada
as much as selling his very eclectic and fanciful wares. He is often
the first Canadian (other than border officials) that visiting Americans
meet and he welcomes them as personal friends. But Sylvain lets me in
on a secret. If you look closely at the front of his shop you will notice
a raised part of the building at the back. The store is the old town's
original movie house. Sylvain takes me through a steel door at the back
of the shop where I find the original stage and a few original theatre
seats. Sylvain has partially restored the theatre and created a black
light stage set that looks like a a mini Broadway musical set. Sylvain
lends the space occasionally to friends and family for informal functions.
When I ask him why he has gone to so much work he says, "Whether
anyone sees it or not, it's just something I felt I should do."
A transborder librarian:
Like her mother before her, Kim
Prangley is the librarian of a unique library and chief
custodian of the opera house upstairs. This is The
Haskell Free Library and Opera House, an historic structure that
straddles the U.S-Canadian border in Derby Line, Vermont and Stanstead,
Québec. Although it has become a rather famous tourist site
people come from all over the world to stand with one foot in each country
(apparently a very poignant experience for people from countries like
Germany) it is still the local library. In addition it must serve
the needs of a very special transborder community. For the full history
of this fascinating site, click on the above link; but permit me to
mention a few details.
Inside the library there is a black line painted on the floor which
bisects both the library and the opera house upstairs at an oblique
angle. (This line is there because the building is insured by both an
American and a Canadian insurance company and it must be clear which
part of the building is covered under each policy.) If you are in the
Reading Room next to the windows with their stained glass decoration,
perhaps reading Margaret Atwood's Oryx and Crake, you are in
the United States. But if you sit on the comfortable couch in front
of the fireplace to read the New Yorker magazine, you are in
Canada. And if you plan to have your wedding in the opera house upstairs
(as many do especially if relatives are not admitted to either country
for whatever reason) you should know that the stage is in Canada and
most of the seats downstairs as well as the entire balcony are in the
United States. So if you are married on the stage, your marriage is
subject to Quebec laws.
The Haskell Library and Opera House is a peaceful place; a place for
reading, studying, and quiet reflection. It's the perfect spot to end
your visit to the Eastern Townships.