Bob Hunter worked for Ontario Hydro for 22 years. He later became a researcher/writer for the Christian Research Institute in California.
This writer (Bob Hunter) has been asked on several occasions - well, once or twice, anyway! - to write about growing up in an isolated Canadian community. To date he hasn't done that, even turning down a couple of television interviews on the topic. That silence comes to an end today and Abitibi Canyon will be described through the eyes of Abitibibob, who lived there from 1951-1968. (I will occasionally update this article as I think of more things to add. Last updated May 30, 2021)
Founding of Abitibi Canyon
In 1930 the Ontario Power Service Corporation began building the Abitibi Canyon Generating Station. The company went into receivership and construction was taken over by Ontario Hydro in 1933. Several construction workers died during the building of the plant. Some are are buried at the top of a nearby hill, known by various names over the years - to this writer it was called Bear Hill. Others are literally buried in the concrete of the power plant.
The community of Abitibi Canyon, located 100 miles south of James Bay, was built in 1930 along the Abitibi River to house the families of the construction workers and later those who would man the power plant. Abitibi Canyon was the James Bay watershed - from the "Canyon" the waters flowed north to James Bay. Over the 52 year existence of the Canyon the population ranged from 130 to 300 people. This writer grew up in the community between the years 1951-1968, or from the age of 2 until nearly 19 years of age.
Abitibi Canyon was an isolated community, with several homes, one grocery store, one truck, a swamp buggy, a nurse's office, a recreation hall and a staff house to house visiting workers and the unmarried Ontario Hydro employees. The main means of access to the Canyon was by railroad, although sometimes float planes or helicopters would land. The Ontario Northland Railroad (ONR) traveled daily between the Ontario communities of Cochrane and Moosonee, located on the shores of James Bay. The closest the train came to the Canyon was the railway station at Fraserdale. Fraserdale consisted of a handful of buildings owned by the ONR, and was three miles from Abitibi Canyon. Ontario Hydro had a small train of its own that ran the remaining three miles to the Canyon. The ONR train - later called the Polar Bear Express - would generally travel from Cochrane to Moosonee one day and return to Cochrane the next, but the schedule would vary throughout the years. It would stop at Fraserdale and drop off food and mail on its way to Moosonee. For some reason mail going to Fraserdale, Ontario would sometimes go instead to Fraserville, Nova Scotia, and vice versa.
Traveling on the ONR train could be aggravatingly slow at times. It was 69 miles from Cochrane to Fraserdale but the train would often stop on its way to shuffle box cars around. The crew would even stop to do some fishing alongside the rail line or to pick up a hunter!
However, there was a dining car where travelers could go and get something to eat - but not without some dangers attached. I remember one occasion when the train came to a sudden stop and entire pots of coffee went flying.
There were no cars in the Canyon until the power plants in Little Long Rapids, Harmon and Kipling were built and when, in 1966, a road was finally built between the Canyon and the Abitibi Power and Paper community of Smooth Rock Falls. The Canyon was small enough that the residents would walk to where they had to go or use a bicycle in the summer. Summers were short. July was the only month one could guarantee no snow. August was sometimes wet and cool.
This writer was an avid reader and I'd spend hours a week reading westerns and science fiction. Every six months a bookmobile would be loaded onto a flatcar and taken by train to the Canyon. People would come in and stock up a six month supply of library books - and in my case that was a lot of books!
There was an outdoor swimming pool that was popular in the Summer months. I remember it being built and putting my name, along with other names, in the concrete beside the pool entrance gate.
For many years there was a community garden where people would have plots to grow whatever vegetables they could in the relatively short growing season. Usually that would consist of such things as potatoes, onions, carrots or tomatoes.
Hunting and fishing were popular pastimes. In the Fall many looked forward to moose season. If someone shot a moose there would generally be too much meat for any one family and it would be shared with others in the community. I enjoyed hunting partridge. Food was expensive, so that helped cut costs. Many people had boats and often went fishing for trout, pike and pickerel. There was also a cabin a few miles up the Abitibi River that people could use if they wanted. It was a favourite picnic site. Mind you, you had to navigate through some rapids to get that far!
Card tournaments were big - bridge, cribbage, gin rummy and other card games took place regularly in peoples' homes.
Baseball was popular in the Summer, of course!
Whenever it was time for the kids to come indoors for the evening you'd hear the mothers shouting out the door for their sons or daughters to come in. Since the Canyon was so small their voices would carry throughout the community, so there was little excuse for not heading for home!
Starting around 1956 television arrived in the Canyon. I think the Beamish family were the first to have a set and gradually a few others bought them, including the Hunters. We had a black and white Viking television purchased from Eaton's catalogue, very similar to the one shown here. There was only one television station, that being CFCL in Timmins, which was owned by J. Conrad Lavigne. The picture was snowy and we considered ourselves lucky if we could see the hockey puck on the ice during a hockey game. Other shows of the 50s and 60s included Razzle Dazzle, The Forest Rangers, The Friendly Giant, Chez Helene, Front Page Challenge, Ed Sullivan, Red Skelton, Perry Mason and my favourite - when I managed to sneak into the living room to watch it - the Twilight Zone! In the early days it was common for people to drop in to the homes of those with TV sets to watch a show.
Being a company town, the homes were owned by Ontario Hydro. It wasn't uncommon for families to move from one house to another during their years there. If family sizes changed, or one family wanted a smaller house while another family wanted a larger one, the thing to do was to change houses.
The first house I lived in was on top of a hill near the water tower - but we had to share the house with the mice! During the seventeen years there we lived in four different houses.
"The Rec Hall"
The recreation hall was used for dances, movies and church. Every Saturday afternoon there would be a movie, opening with the latest newsreel, followed by a cartoon or two for the kids, then the main movie. My father was one of the projectionists and I would often join him in the projection room. It was too noisy to actually hear the movie, though, so I'd sit on the stairs outside the room and watch. The basement of the hall housed a - oh, no! - pool room. Upstairs would be the Sunday School classes.
For most of the Canyon years there was no regular minister. Once a month or so an Anglican minister, Catholic priest or United Church of Canada pastor would make a special trip in to the Canyon to hold a service. During the mid-60s there was a regular United Church minister who would cover the Canyon, Island Falls and Clute area. My mother was a pianist for the United Church services for many years.
The rec hall was also used for parties for the kids - especially Halloween and Christmas. I vividly remember the Christmas parties and Santa Claus bursting through the back door, down the steps and into the hall. I could never figure out why this Santa Claus looked different from the Santa Claus that appeared regularly on CFCL television during the Christmas season and I never got a satisfactory answer from my parents.
Speaking of Christmas, because there were no stores in the Canyon most of our shopping, especially at Christmas time, was done through the Eaton's and Simpsons catalogues. In our house we'd often browse through the Christmas catalogue and put our initials beside whatever items interested us. Then an order would be placed to Eaton's or Simpsons in Toronto.
It's Hockey Season!
When winter came along, skiing, skating, hockey and curling were popular sports. Naturally, snowball fights were popular with the kids, along with building forts and tunnels in the snowbanks (dangerous, yes, but we survived!).
Additional power plants were built at Little Long Rapids, Harmon and Kipling. The school kids had a curling tournament one year between the Canyon and Little Long. I was the Skip for the Canyon team and we won! I still have the trophy.
Being Canada, hockey was big. In that day there were only six NHL teams - the Toronto Make Leafs, Montreal Canadiens, New York Rangers, Detroit Red Wings, Boston Bruins and the Chicago Black Hawks. In my opinion, the quality of hockey player was much higher because comparatively few players made it to the professional leagues.
In the Canyon no one locked their doors and there were no police until the road to Smooth Rock Falls opened in 1966. At that time Ontario Hydro hired a security guard. Before the road was opened people didn't have to worry much about people breaking in to their homes at gunpoint and stealing things. Everyone knew everyone else and, after all, where would a criminal go?
There was no hospital, as such, in the Canyon, during the 50s and 60s. There was a building that housed a nurse who would take care of any emergencies (such as a certain nameless writer getting a fishing hook in the back of his head!) At one time one of the nurses, Louise Corriveau, had also served as a nurse to the Dionne Quintuplets. In later years she wrote a book that included a chapter about the quints called Quints to Queens. If a regular hospital or a doctor was required the patient would be taken out by "speeder" - basically, a motorized handcar with a roof and that traveled the rail lines - to the Cochrane hospital. If you survived that cold, bumpy ride you'd probably live!
When I was about 5 years old I got bronchial pneumonia and was running a temperature of up to 105. I remember it to this day. As it turned out a doctor from Cochrane was on a hunting trip near the Canyon and my father went out and somehow found him. He came and gave me a shot of penicillin. Not sure why the nurse didn't do that, come to think of it. In any event, I was left with bronchitis for many years that limited the physical activity I could do. I'm sure my father's smoking habit didn't help any either.
School, during the early years this writer attended, was a two-room schoolhouse that would teach the children from Kindergarten through the tenth grade. Later extra classrooms were added. One teacher would teach four or five grades at once. Every year a Christmas concert was put on by the school at the recreation hall. That was our favourite time of year, getting time off from classes to build sets, learn our lines, and rehearse, rehearse, rehearse!
Most kids probably had a favourite teacher. Mine was Margaret Glendinning. She was tough, but everyone knew she cared. She saw my potential as a writer (being an author herself) and encouraged me. Some may remember her book "Gertie the Horse Who Thought and Thought," published in 1951, I found a copy of the book on ebay and bought it. You can read the first chapter here. She also had a story in one of the Readers we had in school.
Firing spitballs was a popular way to get into trouble. I remember shooting one at a kid in front of me, missing and hitting the chalk board, inches from Miss Glendinning. Boy, I was in trouble and felt bad about it at the same time!
One of the most memorable events that took place during my time there was in the fall of 1961 when the school kids wrote a letter to Sir Winston Churchill, congratulating him on his 87th birthday. The students each wrote a letter and the three best ones were then sent to the former British Prime Minister. The Canyon students were thrilled when Sir Winston himself sent a personal reply back thanking the kids for the well wishes. To add to the excitement, the Toronto Telegram did an article on the event.
When a road was finally built to the Canyon the older kids were bused to the grand opening which took place at the Smooth Rock Falls end. Ontario Premier John Robarts along with Minister of Education Bill Davis took part in the ribbon cutting. Davis would later become the Premier. Several of the kids in grades 11 and 12 were bused every day the 45 miles each way to the high school in Smooth Rock Falls. The trip, especially in the winter, wasn't always without adventure. One winter day the bus broke down about halfway there and the kids and driver ended up gathering wood and building a roaring fire on the road to keep warm until help arrived.
Before the road, for the most part the only time people would see "civilization" was when they would go on vacation. Every summer my family would take a two or three week vacation - usually visiting friends and family throughout Ontario, but sometimes taking a trip to British Columbia or to relatives in Montreal. It was a real novelty to see cars, pavement, stores, and the one escalator in Northern Ontario at that time, located in Timmins. Yes, the Hunter family did have a car - in fact, they co-owned a car with another family from the Canyon and when the car wasn't being used it was stored at a garage in Cochrane.
The Blackfly Song
Not All a Bed of Roses
From the description one might get the impression that Abitibi Canyon was another Mayberry, but it wasn't. Humans being what they are, there were problems. Additionally, during the winter temperatures could drop into the 50s and 60s below zero. In the summer the mosquitoes, blackflies, deerflies and horseflies were merciless. Around 1949 Wade Hemsworth, who at one time worked at the Canyon, wrote a well-known folk song, The Blackfly Song, describing the little monsters (the flies, not the children!) that would torment anyone who dared to step outdoors in the Summertime. You can hear that song as sung by the Canyon children in the video below, "Call of the Canyon," or the National Film Board's humorous version of it above.
There was a high turnover rate, but those who stuck it out were tough! It was hard to get people to move to the Canyon and once there it was difficult to get transferred to another community. For many Canyon children Abitibi Canyon was the only place they had ever known, and so it was perhaps easier for the them than for the adults who had known a different type of life.
Undoubtedly there are other similar communities in Canada, but Canyonites have a common bond that draws them together. Although they may have lived there at different times over a period of fifty years and under different living circumstances than other Canyonites, nevertheless it was rugged country and there is something about the Canyon that binds the former residents together. Many, like this writer, would jump at the chance to move back there again. An Abitibi Canyon website was started several years ago by myself that reunited a lot of Canyonites that had become separated. There is now a Facebook page for Abitibi Canyon as well. Several Canyon reunions have been held and undoubtedly there will be more in the future.
Two videos talk about life at the Canyon:
1. Call of the Canyon
In the mid-1960s a 21 minute documentary was done on Abitibi Canyon called "Call of the Canyon." Below you can watch that film and learn more about life there. For those who lived there they will recognize the places and people. Enjoy!
2. Patty's Page
On February 7, 2015 I was a guest on my wife's TV show talking about growing up in the Canyon. By the way, a smart-alex producer put "Genius at large" below my name in the name-keys! Oh, well!!
I hope everyone enjoys these memories that I have of the Canyon.
Call of the Canyon
Patty's Page - Memories of Abitibi Canyon
Also of Interest
- Stompin Tom Connors - Canadian Music legend
Meet Stompin' Tom Connors, a truly unique Canadian music legend, with such songs as Bud the Spud, The Bug Song, The Ketchup Song, and The Hockey Song!
© 2012 Bob Hunter
Danielle Blanchette-Trepanier on June 30, 2020:
This was a neat article to come across! My grandmother actually got to grow up here! She went by Lavinia and her father was Keith Moore. I would love to learn as much as I can about their time there, so this was awesome! Thanks for the information. :)
Owen moore on April 27, 2020:
I never lived in the canyon but was raised in island falls..many fond memories of the times,,we often went to the canyon by boat and by motorcar with John auger..worked at the Pinard site when it was being built and the big hill was removed for new homes..remember many families! John and I went out with Linda and Sybil Beamish, and had a lot of memorable good times with Ron , Sharon and Maureen bullock..I have lived and worked all over Canada but by far I miss those days when we all lived a little paradise in a corner of Northeastern Ontario..after 40 years of being away I have moved as close I can get , smooth Rock Falls..I get great pleasure from driving to the canyon and island falls and enjoying the still awesome fishing. Can still hear the laughter and see the smiles, you canyon people were always the best!
Bob Hunter (author) from Fort Wayne on July 07, 2019:
I remember the Sparkes family as well, and yes, changing schools were a HUGE adjustment for me as well.
Brenda Begg (nee Sparkes) July 7, 2019 on July 07, 2019:
I’m so pleased to have come upon your blog. I do remember your family. We moved out in 1965 to Campbellford. I was 10 and Karen, my sister, was 13. It was a big adjustment re schools. My dad, ‘Sparky’ worked for Hydro. Of course, my mom, Irene, was a stay-at-home mom. I can’t even imagine what present-day Abitibi Canyon looks like. Thank you for the memories. Who can possibly forget those black flies and the ‘Fog’ machine?
Claude Thomas on July 05, 2019:
I used to run groceries to the store and logging camp from Cochrane in the 80'S before the closed the town
Nick Pope on January 31, 2019:
6 months ago
Back in the 1980s I was a teenager, and my dad bought a garage from Fraserdale. The village had just closed and the buildings were for sale. I also visited the school, some houses. I remember the road
from Smooth Rock Falls to Fraserdale being quite long.
I worked for Northern Telephone based out of Kap, Abitibi Canyon/Fraserdale was part of my area for Installation & Repair and remember the deconstruction and moving of buildings well. It was my duty to raise the Telephone lines crossing the street as the buildings past through Smooth Rock on flatbed trucks. A single car garage would go for $300. and a double $500. Some folks bought whole houses and had them moved. You couldn't go west from Smooth Rock though because of the bridge!
Linda Beamish-Moran on November 13, 2018:
Bob, is there any way we could locate a picture of my Father’s Band.....I have tried as I am sure someone would have a picture.....just checking with you.
Allan MacPherson on September 05, 2018:
My Grandfather Herb MacPherson worked there and my dad Allan MacPherson always loved sharing the good times he had with his best buddy Stan Fielder.
Mathieu Martel on August 24, 2018:
Hi, I've recently went to the Bear hill cemetery and found that it only had 2 gravestones in it. The picture that you have in your article seems to indicate that more graves used to be there at some point. I'm doing research for our museum in Smooth Rock Falls and would greatly appreciate it if you or anyone else have any information regarding that graveyard. Thank you
Bill Cooper on August 01, 2018:
Great article Bob. I remember most of what you mention - we left in the spring of 1960 when Dad was transferred to Sudbury. So I missed the road to Smooth Rock Falls. Had a lot of good times in the Canyon - perfect place to be a kid. I have always wondered what it would have been like if we had remained there for my teenage years.
There is another post online from Christopher Iserhoff. I used to hang out with him and his brother Tom and a few others - namely Garnet Van Horne. He has a long string of replies from former Canyonites - many names I had not heard of for years.
If you have a chance to email me my address is : email@example.com.
Take care Bob.
Bob Hunter (author) from Fort Wayne on July 30, 2018:
Mike on July 29, 2018:
Back in the 1980s I was a teenager, and my dad bought a garage from Fraserdale. The village had just closed and the buildings were for sale. I also visited the school, some houses. I remember the road
from Smooth Rock Falls to Fraserdale being quite long.
Rick on November 13, 2017:
As I read about your lives in Abitibi Canyon it reminded of the few times as a young boy from Cochrane going up to the Canyon for swim meets, as I was on the Cochrane swim team. What a wonderful town, I'll never forget.
firstname.lastname@example.org on October 10, 2015:
once the road was built to LLR we would go there to play on the ski hill, after that when I started work it was known by us construction guys as the penalty box, that were you went when you misbehaved, spent a few years there overall
Lorie Poisson Campbell on September 22, 2015:
It was quite the place. Nice to see some old faces at the Reunion in North Bay this year.
Carol Hamilton on September 21, 2015:
I do remember visiting my two Aunt's Uncles & Families in Fraserdale- The Devolins The Mitchell's wben I was younger was a fun time !
Bob Hunter (author) from Fort Wayne on September 21, 2015:
Glad you enjoyed the article. I don't know who would still be living in the area unless it was one of the Iserhoff or Wishee family members. Not sure if the Fraserdale train station still has people living there or not.
Jason Jackman on September 20, 2015:
What a great read that was. I am from Timmins Ontario and my Father Robert Jackman took me hunting every single year and I had always wondered what was there before and I now I know. Me and my dad had also visited a resident who STILL lives in the area I'm curious if anyone knows who he is? His name has slipped my mind
Randall MacDonald on September 20, 2015:
Me and my family were the very last to leave our home in Abitibi Canyon. I remember driving over that hill towards Pinard T.S. to Smooth Rock Falls feeling a great sense of loss. My daughters were crying. It was a different life for sure. We met some great and resilient folks. Memories always come back from time to time. Great article!
Bob Hunter (author) from Fort Wayne on May 09, 2015:
Hope you had a chance to watch the Patty's Page episode above when I was on my wife's show a few months ago talking about the Canyon.
Linda Beamish-Moran on May 08, 2015:
Great job Bob! This is the first time I have been to the site and what a great read and it brought back so many wonderful memories. I would live there again in a minute as I had a life that a city kid could not even imagine. We were so fortunate to have the life we did with such wonderful families and the concerts at Christmas and Santa being watch via satelite for the kids.....tracking his route....they still do that and now my grandkids get to enjoy it. Thanks again for this wonderful Hub.....
Bob Hunter (author) from Fort Wayne on February 07, 2015:
I remember the wedding and Mrs. Ramsbottom singing "Oh Promise Me" - or attempting to, at least!
Don beamish on February 07, 2015:
great article Bob. I lived there from 1944 till 1963 when I married a local Canyon girl and moved to Cochrane..still go back often just to see the hometown..
Sonja (Swanson) Laffrenier on January 20, 2014:
I agree very well done. I also would move back in a flash life was simpler than. I look for articles on the inernet all the time about the Canyon just to refresh my memories.
Dorothy Moreau (Luxton) on April 17, 2013:
Great job Bob. Canyon life (even up on the Luxton hill) was great. Yes, I would love to live there again. They were great days of fun, fishing, hunting and snowshoeing. There were hard times, but the good times outweighed them.
Marilyn Irvine on November 17, 2012:
just found this as I normally don't go into facebook. Great work Bob. My dad used to do the movies too. We would get a dime on Friday to spend at the store for our treat at the movies. We moved out before the new homes and the road (1960) as my dad was diagnosed with cancer. It was quite the life up there. He loved it, my mom not so much.
Bob Hunter (author) from Fort Wayne on November 10, 2012:
Not the exact year, no, but it was before 1965, so you probably did see them. My father Fred is in a couple of the shots as well.
Wendy Evans Hill on November 10, 2012:
I am so excited to have stumbled upon your blog! What a great picture you paint of my beloved life in the Canyon from 1957 until moving out in 1966 at age 9 (just before the road was built). My parents Don & Joy Evans died in a car accident in 2004, and so as an only child, I have to rely on my own fuzzy memory to summon up great memories of those "good old days". Do you know the exact year the documentary was made? I think that I may have caught glimpses of them in the footage.
Thanks so much for sharing the story of the Canyonites!
Wendy Tessier on April 04, 2012:
...and yes, I was there when you hid the doll in the oven!! Who'd'a thunk to look there??? Great article, Bob - thanks!
Kathleen. Deschene giannini. on April 04, 2012:
That was great I was there at the closing of the canyon. I think hydro made another film in the 1970s Or 80s Kathleen
Neil Tucker on April 04, 2012:
Absolutely brilliant Bob. Although we were there in the late 70's to it's demise in the 80's your story was and still is true to life for all of us. Well done.