Saskatchewan Farmers, are rare breed, they’re the only ones with enough rocks in the fields, old vehicles in the yard and time on their hands to think of putting them all together and making their own Plymouth Rock.Back in 2012 I wrote the statement you see above.
How it came about was only by accident.
Lorraine, my wife and I had driven to a small town north and west of out then home in Regina Beach. Craik, Sk. was known for a restaurant/golf club house that was an eco building made of straw-bails, using solar electricity, and composting toilets. The builder and owner rented the meeting room for events.
After one such meeting to go home we decided to take a different route from the regular busy highway. So we took the first grid road east. All of southern Saskatchewan is made up of a system of roads, 2 miles x 4 miles in a grid.
Fairly soon on the journey we saw a large open stubble field with an old car standing in the middle of it on a pile of field stones.
Being carious and having my camera with me we stop and walk the distance to the center of the field. I could not recognize the make of the car. Old Fords and Chevrolets were common here on the prairies. Even right up close I could not tell as there were no logos on it at all. So I walk a 360 around it taking shots the whole time.
After getting back to our car and showing the digital images to Lorraine, we continued home along the grid.
Checking the images on the home desktop I still could not find an answer to my question “What was the Make of the car?”
I sent an email to my brother to get his best guess. He figured it was a Dodge or a Plymouth and settled on a Plymouth. His reasoning was “ That only a Saskatchewan Farmer has enough time and sense of humor to make his own Plymouth Rock”
So until next time remember to "Discover It and Live It".
