Showing posts with label #NaBloPoMo. Show all posts
Showing posts with label #NaBloPoMo. Show all posts

Friday, November 19, 2010

History of the Chuckwagon Repost..

I had wrote this piece during the Calgary Stampede. I loved working on this post so much that I think its worth a repost.

Chuckwagon Race- Then and Now.


Chuckwagon Race, Calgary Stampede

“There’s the Horn: Annnnnnnnddddd They’rrrrrrrre Offfffffffff………….” That’s what we all hear when Les McIntyre starts the Chuckwagon races at the GMC Rangeland Derby. Then there is the mad dash of the outriders putting the stove and tent poles into the back of the chuck, and the thunder of the horses running by. I can tell you it’s one of my favourite parts of the Stampede. But the chuckwagon wasn’t always used for that. Today, we’ll look back to its humble roots.

A Quick History Lesson.

The chuckwagon was designed by Charles Goodnight in 1866. He purchased a government wagon and completely rebuilt it according to his specifications in seasoned bois d’arc, the toughest wood available.The most identifying feature of the wagon was the sloping box on the rear with hinged lid that lowered to become a cook’s work table. The box was fitted to the width of the wagon and contained shelves and drawers for holding food and utensils. To the cowboys, “chuck” was food, so the box was called a chuck box and the wagon became known as a chuck wagon. Goodnight’s early prototype of the chuck wagon was copied widely and changed little in the years to follow. During the long trail drives, the chuck wagon was the headquarters of every cattle outfit on the range. Cowboys didn’t just eat their meals there; it was their social center and recreational spot. It was a natural gathering place filled with tall tales, listening to music, or just recounting the day’s events.The chuck wagon was also the cowboy’s only known address, truly their home on the range. If the chuck wagon was their home, the chuck wagon cook was king. The morale of the men and the smooth functioning of the camp depended largely upon him - the cook’s authority was unquestioned. Wagon cooks, as a group, had the reputation of being ill-tempered, and no wonder - their working conditions usually left a lot to be desired. The nature of the cook’s job required that he get up several hours earlier than the cowhands, and work longer hours with less sleep. When the outfit was on the move, he had to be at the next appointed camp and have a hot meal ready on time - often working short of both fuel and water. He was constantly called upon to battle the elements – wind, rain, sand, mud, insects, and even rattlesnakes. In addition to preparing meals, the cook also was expected to act as barber, doctor, banker, and sometimes if needed, a referee if a disturbance among the cowhands arose.

The chuck wagon was also used as a hospital unit used by the Union army surgeons during the later stages of the American civil war.

How it got started at the Calgary Stampede.

For the very first Rangeland Derby Stampede in 1923, founder Guy Weadick convinced a number of working ranches to enter their authentic chuckwagons and roundup crews. The No. 10 Event evening competition was the “Cowboy’s Chuck-Wagon Race” with Purses and Prizes totaling $275.00. Bill Sommers, a stagecoach driver from the Yukon, won the first wagon race that year.

For the Official Canadian Championship title, each outfit, consisting of 4 horses, a wagon, a driver and 4 helpers, were required to “cut a figure eight around barrels, out through backstretch into track, run around track back to camp bround, unhook team from wagon, stretch fly. No less than two stakes, and make a fire. First puff of smoke signals the winner. The Prize of the day goes as follows: Day Money: 1st $25 | 2nd $15 | 3rd $10 | Free Entrance – Man entering team that wins the greatest number of races out of 5 will be awarded a special prize of a $25.00 and a John B. Stetson hat”. Today is a completely different story!! Now the cowboys compete for $945,000 dollars and $150,000 sudden death championship and a GMC truck.



Today the rules are a little bit simpler – no starting fires and first smoke, but you have to make sure everything is timed absolutely perfectly. The rules are: hitch a team of four high-strung thoroughbreds to a chuckwagon, stop them at a barrel, settle them as four outriders (each with their own horse) set the tent poles and stove, and wait for the starting horn. When the horn goes off, throw the stove, tent poles in the back of the chuckwagon and then do a figure 8 around the barrel and then run like crazy to the finish line. There is a thin line for error and those who cross it will not earn a spot in the $150,000 final heat on Day 10. It’s those little intangibles that make it so difficult to run 10 days penalty free. When so much has to go right—to run fast, to stay in the top four—you just hope to avoid penalties. Teams can be penalized for: stove off ground- 1 second, late Outrider 1 second, wagon failing to follow proper figure 8 pattern- 5 seconds and the list goes on.

The 36 drivers that qualified for the 2010 Calgary Stampede are based on the formula established by the Calgary Stampede, the breakdown as follows:

  • 8 wagon drivers from the 2009 GMC Rangeland Derby Aggregate Standings after eight performances;
  • 8 wagon drivers from the CPCA Final Standings in 2009;
  • 16 wagon drivers from the WPCA Final Standings in 2009; and,
  • 4 wagon drivers selected at the Stampede’s discretion

There you have it. A brief history of the chuckwagons and the evolution to modern day racing. I hope you all will come down and watch at least one race. I’ll be down on the tarmac, cheering on all the drivers, hope to see you there!

Calgary Stampede 2009 by Calgary Stampede.

Thursday, November 11, 2010

Speak English or Go Home?


A few weeks ago I was on the train on my way to work looking to kill time (Its a 40 min trip and I had forgot my book/iPod that day) and I had reached down beside me and grabbed what I had thought was the Calgary Metro paper. It wasn't. It was this paper I haven't seen before- called the Diaryo Filipino. I figured why not? It was something to read and I couldn't find a Metro in sight.

I started to read this one article called 'Speak English or Go Home! This is Canada!' The author a Mr Lee Chan, went on about how this man on the train got every angry at two people that where on the C-Train and they were having a conversation in their native language. The man got up and said.. 'You should speak English, you're in Canada. Go home.' Then walked off the train. Mr Chan then said this is a hate crime, which yes I agree that it is.

I have one small problem with this. Don't get me wrong I am not a racist at all period. But when you get on a train and all you want is a quiet trip home from work and all you hear is two or three people (some times more) all talking (yelling more like it) at each other. Those days, I really want to say something to them but my mum always taught me ' If you can't say something nice... don't say nothing at all.'

The other day I was on the train going home and I ran into a friend and we were catching up and the next seat over there was these two young ladies that were talking away and looking at me. I looked down trying to see if I had spilled my tea all over me or if I had something on me. I didn't and I just brushed it off and went back to my conversation. My friend got off and then the one girl got off awhile later and then the one came up to me and asked me about my poppy that I was wearing. I would have told them earlier about it, but because they sat there and talked about me I was a little hesitant about saying something (goes back to my low self confidence -what else did they say about me kinda thing)

Is it wrong for us to expect people who move here to learn our language? Or no? What are your thoughts on this? I think it is only fair because whenever we go to another country we are expected to.

**NOTE** As said before I am not racist in anyway at all.


Sunday, November 7, 2010

Rock Stars: What's the difference between them and me?


Sorry for the lack of post yesterday. I was providing food and drink to a couple of musical guests that were performing at Stampede Park.

While I was doing that and running around like crazy, making sure that everything was 100% perfect for them and that they were happy. I had a random thought..."what gives them the right?"
Yes, I realize that they are famous and rich etc etc but they are the basically the same as you and me no?

So, if then if they are just like you and me, how does it give them the right to order me and the people working with me around to get certain products like: Agave sweetener, organic coffee, special meals, that cost 36$/ person?

I said to one of the people working with me, if I ever made it big ( which I won't!) I would never cause such a fuss. Is it because I have been in the service industry before and know how much of a pain it is?

I had to laugh, while I was cleaning up after them, I got to hear them do their vocal warm ups for the night and I had commented that they sounded like a pack of wild moose. I wonder if people really know what artists sound like without the tuners now a days.

I wonder, do these people do it because they can? Is it an act? Or do they do it because people expect them to?

I wish I could find out the answers for these answers because every time we have a concert at Stampede, we go through the same trouble for Rock Stars/Recording Artists.



Thursday, November 4, 2010

Bah! Humbug! To Christmas Lights and Big Red Glass Balls


Bah-Humbug! That's right I said it and I mean it. Why must we be brainwashed (for a lack of a better word) of everything Christmas at the end of October before we even celebrate Halloween? I mean why can't we wait until after Halloween or Remembrance Day before putting up the Christmas decor and the music? Or have we become a total I want/need society that is told what to buy and when to buy by the shopping malls and the Walmarts of the world?
Don't get me wrong, I love Christmas (the true meaning of Christmas) not as my friend Lana calls it "Hallmark Holiday" because that is what it
has turned into. You have to buy this and that and make sure the house looks good for everyone, rush rush rush etc. Do we as a society, know what Christmas really is about anymore? Or did we all forget in the new shiny toys, electric gadgets and that new car?

A few days ago Breakfast Television Calgary asked when are people going to start decorating for Christmas. I had said that the Calgary Stampede should be decorating for Christmas in a few w
eeks just in time for Christmas Party season. The every next day as I was walking into work I had noticed that the Stampede Park Maintaince staff had starting decorating for Christmas already by putting up this:
We also had some flowers done up in the Christmas theme for the one conference that we had at Stampede Park last week. Why Christmas? Its 40 some days away. That is still plently of time for people to go out and get the 'prefect gift' for everyone on there wish lists.
On Thursday, as I was sitting down to lunch in the Rotary House at Stampede Park we had a knock on the door: It was more Park maintaince staff bringing boxes upon boxes of decor to get ready for a party that we have on Saturday at the park. You would think that one would wait until the later part of the month to decorate for Christmas and to have a Christmas party but no.

I can't wait until Christmas is done and over with. I wish I could be like the Grinch and hole up somewhere for the next little while.



Tuesday, November 2, 2010

Lessons Learned








Recently I learned a very important lesson. I am glad that I learned the lesson though I wish I didn't have to learn it the way I did. The Lesson: It never hurts to ask for help when you need it.

The way I learned this lesson was: During the Thanksgiving holiday I was rear ended on my way back to Calgary from my home town. Though there wasn't a lot of damage done to my Mum's car (thankfully) but I soon found out that I had bad whiplash in my back. Thankfully I had a few days to recover at home before heading back to my job at the Calgary Stampede. The only problem with my job is that I carry and push heavy things all the time. I am use to being able to do it myself with very little help from coworkers. But when I got back to work my GP/Chiropractor put me on a weight restriction on how much I can push, lift and carry. This made me have to learn to ask for help from my coworkers for everything. For me, asking for help is really hard. I have always learned how to do it on my own or I get tired of waiting for someone to come help me. I can say that it is very frustrating for me to have to ask for the smallest thing but yet I have too. Because I know if I don't my back will hurt for hours if I don't. I also learned that lesson today. I was tried of waiting for someone to come help me lift a table, or a pop cannister and now I am sitting in agony for pushing myself to fast.

I am sure that I will take these lessons to heart though I had to learn them the hard way. And hopefully I will learn more lessons (hopefully not the same manner though)


Monday, November 1, 2010

New Blog

Well I made a promise to start blogging every day for a month doing NaBloPoMo (National Blog Posting Month) so here I go. I will be also posting to my other blog, Calgary, Once a Day with my fellow bloggers Erica and Kyle.