Photograph of temporary weir in main drainage channel below Columbia Ave. bridge, taken on Saturday 23rd Nov after the heavy rain and snow. Note the debris on the structure and part of the bank scoured away. The flow of water cut down the bed of channel approximately 2' in this area.
Photograph of temporary weir in main drainage channel below Columbia Ave. bridge, taken on Saturday 23rd Nov after the heavy rain and snow. Note the debris on the structure and part of the bank scoured away. The flow of water cut down the bed of channel approximately 2' in this area.
Barney Mulvaney's dog team with mail from Kitimat nearing Hazelton 1910 see too :Kitselas white settlement.
The fabulous Barney Mulvany renowned throughout the north country, now living in retirement at Burns Lake, began his experiences on the Skeena when he carried Her Majesty's mail by dog team and on his back from Kitamat to Hazelton. His was a roving character and in his own words "my first ambition was to start at the mouth of every river in B.C. and go to the head of it to see what was on the other side of the summit". This he claims to have accomplished, but the Skeena was his first love and his wanderings always brought him back to its banks. Like years have been occupied with recording his experiences in prose and verse. His ballad of "Kitselas" recounts a legend of the Skeena doubtless gleaned as he camped with his Indigenous friends along the trail from Kitselas to Hazelton.
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Barney Mulvaney's dog team with mail from Kitimat nearing Hazelton 1910 see too :Kitselas white settlement.
The fabulous Barney Mulvany renowned throughout the north country, now living in retirement at Burns Lake, began his experiences on the Skeena when he carried Her Majesty's mail by dog team and on his back from Kitamat to Hazelton. His was a roving character and in his own words "my first ambition was to start at the mouth of every river in B.C. and go to the head of it to see what was on the other side of the summit". This he claims to have accomplished, but the Skeena was his first love and his wanderings always brought him back to its banks. Like years have been occupied with recording his experiences in prose and verse. His ballad of "Kitselas" recounts a legend of the Skeena doubtless gleaned as he camped with his Indigenous friends along the trail from Kitselas to Hazelton.
