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FRIENDS WORLD COLLEGE 1972/73

Friends World College, on boat to Nootka Island, October 1972 had decided that he Mary, Nikki, Michael, Joan, Bergie, Mark (top row) Ken, Mary, Johnny Cake (bottom row)

Friends World College, on boat to Nootka Island, October 1972 had decided that he Mary, Nikki, Michael, Joan, Bergie, Mark (top row) Ken, Mary, Johnny Cake (bottom row)

In 1972, Peter Wright took a sabbatical in order to start a branch of Friends World College, a Quaker College from New York. Peter arrived at the Lodge a few weeks early to prepare for the arrival of the students. I was attracted to Peter’s great intellect; he was one of the most knowledgeable men I ever met. Jim loved his practical application of his worldwide learning to local problems. The second professor at the college, Ken Power, had been looking for an alternative to teaching under structured educational methods. Ken had done undergraduate and post-graduate work in sociology, anthropology and economics at the universities of Windsor , Toronto and Alberta and had enough of structured educational methods. By chance he had written to John Young, a high school principal in Campbell River at the time, who told him about Peter Wright and Friends World College

The undergraduates were to spend the fall and spring living in our new building, ever since called the College building, on the south side of Lodge property. After they arrived, the students had a six-week orientation and then with Peter and Ken would negotiate a topic, a time, an evaluation method, and how the work would be done. The students then roared into action studying the agreed upon topic, such things as wolves in North America, outdoor education, new building techniques and methods of generating and saving power. One student, Mark Hurwitz, built a Buckminster Fuller style geodesic dome, which is still at the Lodge. He lived there with Nikki Ellman. Mary Shed, another student, spent the winter gathering elk droppings, in order to find out what they ate. She later became a wildlife biologist. Some students built canvas kayaks and many participated in creating a large vegetable garden. They lived together, sharing food, books and sleeping quarters.  Read more

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THE TWO GUN PROSPECTOR:

1979 A story by David Boulding

One day, a fellow walked into the office and demanded Myrna pay him either 20 or 50 thousand dollars. The amount demanded is irrelevant. What every- one remembers was that he had two semi-automatic 45-calibre pistols in holsters, one on each hip. He claimed to have the mineral claim on the sand that covered the top of the Sand hills road. He said the sand contained gold.

Sand Hills Road is called Berry Creek Main by the loggers. It is the road that branches off the highway about three miles from the road to Strathcona Dam. Originally logged in the late 1960’s, this hill is about 1500 feet above Upper Campbell Lake. The hill has fine white sand that covers about 100 acres and seems to be about 200 feet deep. As a teenager, I went with Jim and two shovels to help load this beautiful sand into his pickup truck. The sand was sprinkled on the rocky beach at the Lodge. Later, Kenny Boulding and I made many trips gath- ering sand by shovel.

At this time, Jim had bought Mr. McKenzie’s ancient Case, 580 Back- hoe. Mr. McKenzie was the push for Elk River Timber and had a side business with this yellow rubber-tired backhoe. After Jim had a backhoe, I bought an old fire truck from a farmer in Comox. The farmer had re-engineered the 1949 flat head six cylinder Ford into a dump truck. With the Dodge 300 Fargo 4×4 re- vitalized with a strong work box that had some dump capabilities (a complex sys- tem of cables and a massive steel post behind the cab driven by a power take off) and now with a dump with an honest gosh goodness hydraulic ram dump Jim Nelson and I could have truck races to town to get gravel to build the septic fields from the Uplands pit on the Spit. We would roar out of Campbell River and go past the John Hart Dam turnoff at close to 50 miles an hour, three or four hun- dred yards later as General Hill steepened we would both be in first gear and at barely walking speed.

The famous tractor and dump truck.

The famous tractor and dump truck.

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