Between Verdun and Nun’s Island. In a regular winter there might be a strip of water where it runs fast closer to Nun’s Island. And it could be tempting to try walking across in a long deep freeze type of winter.
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Same pile. It’s interesting how it looks like a real landscape, albeit a strange one, from some angles.
Well, it sure looks like I at least got to see one large scale project at Turcot Yards that has made the whole journey more than worthwhile. Who would have thought that turning it into a snow dump would have done the trick? The main snowpile runs about 2/3 the length of the yards. I have never seen anything quite like it before. I really think the people that snowblow the snow up there are having a great time. That’s a job I would love!
Story in Westmount Examiner.
This reminds me of when I worked on the railroad at Albert Canyon, B.C. in the late 70′s. One winter there was a derailment of about 8 grain cars near a switch and tons of grain spilled. In the spring grass started growing and the area began to smell bad. This seems like such a nice little organized pile compared to that, like a deposit of some kind, dropped off as a reminder of the railroad’s glory days, when people looked at the tracks and tried to imagine how the grain came from thousands of miles away.
Dug up a few pictures from around Verdun.
The jewelry store on the corner, Dube, was better known as Gaulins for about 40 or more years. Vacant lot is a result of a fire in the 80′s.
Oddly the lights at La Grande Marquise were on and emergency lights of the Galt Metro entrance. Restaurant is closed today.
Here a bit late after 3 adventurous weeks pretty much away from the ‘ol computer (and all I am going to say about that is that it is amazing how busy you can get during the Holiday Season and, yes, had a pretty good time overall). Most of you are probably getting bored with this story by now, but if you aren’t, Fagstein has links to Every. Story. Ever. or at least comes close right here.
Here is the quick version of my story. In Verdun on day 2 or 3 of no power and a friend suggests we walk up to the McDonalds on Lasalle blvd. To my surprise it was open because it is linked on the same grid as Verdun General Hospital. So I ate a Big Mac and fries voluntarily and had to admit it was better than I remembered for your typical fast fat and sodium dish. We went back the next day and they had no burgers left, just some fries, cherry pies and an apparently endless supply of soda. As far as I am concerned, Verdun McDonald’s Runs Out Of Burgers, should have scooped the whole silly province without power story that was making the rounds. Sigh. Yes, folks, turns out the first 2 weeks of January ’98 were just as dull as today except there was no electricity and the Verdun McDonald’s Ran Out Of Burgers.
And here are some images courtesy of Le Journal de Montreal.