Circa 1880, the first Hotel Tadoussac and Dufferin House are built but no church, several houses on the beach Vers 1880, le premier Hôtel Tadoussac et Maison Dufferin sont construits, mais pas l'église, plusieurs maisons sur la plage 1940's - New hotel, large church, houses on the beach but not the same ones! Nouvel hôtel, grande église, des maisons sur la plage, mais pas les mêmes! 1940's - New hotel, large church, houses on the beach but not the same ones! Nouvel hôtel, grande église, des maisons sur la plage, mais pas les mêmes!

A strong churchwoman and honoured volunteer, Jean spent much of her life bettering the lives of other people Aylan-Parker (Alexander) Jean Mary A strong churchwoman and honoured volunteer, Jean spent much of her life bettering the lives of other people Back to ALL Bios Jean Mary Aylan-Parker (nee Alexander) - 30 June, 1919 - 22 April, 2018 Jean was born at Bishopthorpe in Quebec City on 30 June, 1919. Her mother was Gertrude Alexander (nee Williams) and her Father was Brigadier General Ronald Okeden Alexander. Her grandfather, the Right Reverend Lennox Williams, 6th Anglican Bishop of Quebec, baptized her in the Tadoussac Chapel on 10 August, 1919. While growing up, since her father was in the military, Jean moved constantly. She lived in Kingston, Winnipeg, and Toronto. In Montreal she attended Trafalgar School and graduated at 16, and then a “finishing school”, where she studied business. Jean was a brilliant woman with many talents; and she didn’t waste any of them. Of course, in this day and age, she would have continued her education at college or university. Not in those days. One summer at Tadoussac while at Moulin a Baude for a picnic with Peggy Tindale, Billy Tindale and John Henderson, she was at the top of the waterfall to the east of the sand dunes. She slipped on a rock and over she went. She knocked out 5 teeth, broke her jaw, cracked her skull and had a few other sundry injuries. Since there was no medical staff in the town in those days, Jean was put aboard the Canada Steamship Cruise Line and taken up to Quebec City for repairs. She was probably one of the last debutantes of our society and, as was common at the time, one summer she toured Europe with her mother. She was also very proud of her Quebec heritage and spoke French fluently at various points in her life. Jean met John (Johnny) in the late 1930’s. Clive John Arthur Aylan-Parker was born in Lennoxville, Quebec on May 11, 1915. Upon graduating from Bishop’s University, he enlisted in the permanent forces of the Royal Canadian Regiment as a Lieutenant. Jean and John were married 18 November 1939 in Toronto by Bishop Williams just as the Second World War was beginning. At the time, if you were a military officer, and war broke out, your wife could accompany you. Consequently, as most women and children in England were crossing to Canada, Jean took a boat to England. Her first and second sons were born in England. Ronald Edward (March 28 1941) and James John (June 9, 1943). As the war was winding down, John suggested to Jean that she might want to go back to Canada before there was a huge rush when the war ended. Consequently, with the war still going on, and U-Boats in the Atlantic, Jean crossed the ocean with a 3-year-old, a 1-year-old and pregnant with a third and landed in Halifax. She then boarded a train (with the same 2 ½ children) and travelled right across Canada to stay with her mother and father, who just happened to live in Victoria, British Columbia. The third son, Edward Mears was born there on March 4, 1945. At the end of the war John joined Jean in Victoria and the group of five moved to Ontario. Jean was very artistic. She played the piano, sang in the church choir, was very good at sketching and was accomplished in needlework. One of the kneelers here in this chapel was done by Jean. Jean was blessed with a brilliant mind and a commitment to the betterment of society. Besides volunteering in her church and with Scouts Canada, she decided to learn Braille. Even though she was sighted, she became one of the leading transcribers for the CNIB. Besides books written in English, she also transcribed French, German and mathematics textbooks. Not stopping there, she began a group called the “Hand Highway” to support people with both a visual and hearing disability. She also precised in Braille, on a daily basis, a synopsis of the news garnered from the local newspaper. In recognition of these contributions, Jean was awarded the Arthur Napier Magill Distinguished Service Award in 1983. After Jean and John moved to St. Catharine’s in 1973, she also found time to volunteer at the local distress centre over a period of 11 years. Jean was honoured with the Mackenzie Chown-Robert Reinhart Award by the St. Catharine’s and District United Way for her distinguished service to the CNIB and the Distress Centre. Jean died on 22 April, 2018 in Hamilton, Ontario. She was predeceased by her husband, Major John Aylan-Parker, her brother-in-law, Edward Mears Aylan-Parker, her father, Brig. Gen. Ronald Okeden Alexander, her mother Gertrude Alexander (Williams) and her two brothers Flight Lieutenant James Okeden and Ronald Lennox. She leaves her eldest son, Ronald Edward Aylan-Parker (Barbara) of New Zealand, children Jennifer Jean, Jacqueline Beth and Alexandra Mary. Her second son, James John Aylan-Parker (Shirley) of Horseshoe Valley, Ontario, children Karen Michelle and Bradley James. And a third son Edward (Ted) and (Pamela) of Caledonia, Ontario, children Peter Edward and Christie Belle. She was also blessed with 14 great grandchildren. A memorial service was held at St. Paul’s Anglican Church, Caledonia, Ontario. Cremation took place and her ashes were interred in St. Catharine’s, Ontario beside her husband, John. “Rest well thou good and faithful servant.” Photos above Jean General Ron Alexander, Jim, Jean and Gertrude & ? Jean and Jim Jean, Jim and Gertrude in front of the old Brynhyfryd Photos Below Gertrude (Williams) Alexander, Lilybell Rhodes, Jean (Alexander) and John Aylan-Parker, Joan (Williams) Ballantyne, Nan (Wallace) Leggat, Mary (Williams) Wallace, Lennox Williams in front of the new Brynhyfryd Jean and 2 of her boys in Tadoussac Back to ALL Bios

A keen sailor and golfer, Tim and Claire loved their summers at the family cottage Evans, Rhodes Bethune (Tim) A keen sailor and golfer, Tim and Claire loved their summers at the family cottage Back to ALL Bios Rhodes Bethune (Tim) Evans – 1931 - 2021 Tim was born June 22, 1931 and died on July 13, 2021. He was married to his wife Claire Gill for 68 years. Father to son Tim Jr. and daughter Joanne. He has two grandchildren, Natasha and Gabriel, and one great-grandchild, Max. Tim was one of four children born to Dorothy and Trevor Evans, and grew up in Westmount in Montreal. He attended Bishop’s College School and later Sir George Williams University, graduating with a Bachelor of Commerce degree. He and Claire married in 1953. Tim spent most of his working life as a senior executive at Dupont of Canada, and found a second career as a placement counselor after an early retirement from Dupont. Tim and Claire spent their retirement years on the West Coast, primarily in Victoria. Tim was an avid golfer and sailor, and enjoyed many summers at the family house in Tadoussac, Quebec. After the move West, Tim often volunteered his time at Christ Church Cathedral in Victoria. Photos above Tim & Claire (2) Tim with kids Tim and Joanne Photos below Dorothy and Trevor with Phoebe, Ainslie, Trevor and Tim, and Katie Von Iffland (Dorothy's step mother) Phoebe, Trevor, Ainslie and Tim Back to ALL Bios

His love of Tadoussac started at a young age. At 21 he built the path to the beach, enjoyed canoeing, picnicking, golfing and supporting many community organizations. Turcot, Peter Alfred His love of Tadoussac started at a young age. At 21 he built the path to the beach, enjoyed canoeing, picnicking, golfing and supporting many community organizations. Back to ALL Bios Peter Alfred Turcot May 19, 1925 – October 29, 2018 Tadoussacer, path builder, golfer, tennis player and devoted supporter of the Tadoussac Protestant Chapel. Peter Turcot loved Tad with lots of family, cousins and the Tad Community. He started visiting Tad at an early age where he developed his love of picnics and canoeing. At 21, he spent the summer carving a path to the beach while supervising the Turcot house being built, he served his community on numerous committees and spent his last summer playing three rounds of golf a week at the age of 93. Much loved husband of Anne Dean Turcot and Son of Marjorie (Webb) and Percy Turcot of Quebec City. Dad was the caring father of Wendy (Brian Dourley), Peggy (Scott Robertson), Peter Dean, Chris (Christine McGinty) and Susan (Chris Wilbert). He was greatly blessed with ten grandchildren Trevor (Emily), Chris, Patrick (Ambe), Caroline (Brad), Timothy, William, Stephen, Nicole (Keynen), Meagan and Quinn … and five great grandchildren Aya, Seraphina, Caspian, Harrison and Camden. Peter had a strong Christian faith and was deeply devoted to his church and family. Spiritual, and universally respected, he found the best in everyone he met. He loved Sunday Tea, a cottage filled with too many family members and any excuse to bring everyone together. After McGill University his career in the financial community included positions with Turcot, Wood, Power and Cundill Ltd, Guardian Trust, and being Chairman of the Montreal Stock Exchange. He was a willing volunteer and supporter of many good causes. Photo at right Michael Wallace and Peter Turcot Photo below Elliot, Peter and John Turcot Back to ALL Bios

Artist, and lover of all things natural (including children!), Lily Bell was loved by everyone Rhodes, Lily Bell Artist, and lover of all things natural (including children!), Lily Bell was loved by everyone Back to ALL Bios Lily Bell Rhodes 1889 - 1975 “Quick! Get a jar. Take it to Lily Bell!” With those words, an oddly attractive, but rare insect would (to its astonishment) find itself trapped behind glass and on its way to being sketched by Lily Bell, an avid artist and lover of all things natural. And whatever that bug looked like she would kindly turn it loose when she was done. The daughter of Francis Rhodes (fourth son of Col. Rhodes and Anne Dunn) and Totie LeMoine, her maternal grandparents lived at the LeMoine family home, Spencer Grange, in Quebec City, which became the Lieutenant-Governor’s residence, and was later sold privately. Lily Bell would have been brought up at Bagatelle, which became a Canadian Heritage property and museum. Lily Bell had a sister Frances and two other sisters who died in infancy. One of those, Anne, died before she was born but the other, Gertrude, was born when Lily Bell was seven years old. She was distraught when that child died, and whether that contributed to her nervousness as a young girl can only be speculated upon at this point. Neither Frances nor Lily Bell ever married. Lily Bell was always very good at sketching and devoted a great deal of her time to developing her artistic skills. Her maternal grandfather was the Canadian author, historian, and past President of The Royal Society of Canada, Sir James McPherson Le Moine (1825-1912). Lily Bell studied art at Les Ecole des Beaux-Arts in Quebec City under Henry Ivan Neilson (Professor of Painting, Drawing, and Anatomy), as well as with instructor and noted Canadian artist Jean-Paul Lemieux. It was said: “Although Miss Rhodes painted for her own enjoyment and is not a listed artist, her competency of composition, perspective, and palette … underscores an undeniable and elevated degree of ability.” But in Tadoussac, she was remembered for being very soft-spoken and sweet. She adored children and would take her young nieces on walks in the woods, telling them the names of all the flowers and mushrooms they could find, and firing their imaginations by insisting there were fairies dancing under each of them. Not surprisingly she was a great gardener along with her sister, Frances, and loved animals, particularly dogs which she used to sketch often. She even had a favourite white sweater made from the fur of a long-haired dachshund she used to own. She would often be seen sitting very still on a log or rock under a shapeless sunhat quietly sketching some composition that had caught her eye. Many of these sketches became very small paintings that were often given to her many cousins in Tadoussac. In the summers she usually stayed with her aunt and uncle, Lennox and Nan Williams, for a week or so, and then after they died, she was made welcome in the home of her friend, Grace Scott. Looking back now, one can only imagine there was a depth to her that few of us knew. What we remember is her loving kindness and her reverence for nature. And some of us are still trying to collect her delightful paintings when they come available. Photos above Monica Rhodes with Lily Gertrude Rhodes with Lily Photos below Painting of Tadoussac by Lily 1930's Gertrude (Williams) Alexander, Lilybell Rhodes, Jean (Alexander) and John Aylan-Parker, Joan (Williams) Ballantyne, Nan (Wallace) Leggat, Mary (Williams) Wallace, Lennox Williams Back to ALL Bios

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Lennox and Nan worked hard in their church and played hard in their holidays in Tadoussac! Williams, Caroline Anne (Rhodes) & The Right Reverend Lennox Williams Lennox and Nan worked hard in their church and played hard in their holidays in Tadoussac! Back to ALL Bios Caroline Anne (Nan) Rhodes Williams 1861 - 1937 & The Right Reverend Lennox Williams 1859 - 1958 Caroline Anne (Nan) Rhodes Williams was the seventh child of Col. William Rhodes and Anne Catherine Dunn. She was born in Sillery, Quebec on January 10, 1861 and died at Tadoussac on July 30, 1937. Her family called her “Annie”, but to her children she was known as “Nan”. The ages of her brothers and sisters were spread over almost 20 years, yet they grew up actively engaged with each other. Army, her eldest brother made her a big snow house; Godfrey took her and her sister Minnie skating and sliding. They all spent summers in Tadoussac together, Nan with her dog “Tiney”. She and her brother Godfrey frequently “apple-pied” all the beds, causing bedlam in the house. Growing up at Benmore the family home in Sillery, she was surrounded by an endless collection of birds and animals - geese, chickens, bantams, rabbits, guinea pigs, ducks and ponies and even beehives. All were welcome inhabitants of her family’s farm. Her brothers, Godfrey and Willy procured a bear cub and had a pole for it to climb. The family meals often included Caribou and rabbit meat from her father’s hunting trips. Croquet was a favourite family game on the lawn. In winter, Nan and her sister Minnie traveled by sleigh through the deep snow to their lessons at dancing school. Nan was a lively young girl who always loved jokes. Her father described her as “full of play”. Nan became engaged to a young clergyman at St. Micheal’s Anglican Church in Sillery. She and Lennox Williams were married there on April 26, 1887. Her sister Gerty and her best friend Violet Montizambert were her bridesmaids. Their first child, James, was born in 1888, followed by Mary (Wallace), Gertrude (Alexander) and Sydney Williams. As their children were growing up in Quebec, Lennox served at St.Michael’s. His work always involved people and when he became Dean, and later Bishop of Quebec, his duties extended over the vast geography of the Quebec Diocese. Assisting him in his work brought Nan in contact with the many different people in the City and the Province, some of whom would go overseas to serve in the South African (Boer) War, WW1 and WWII. Winter of 1913-14 in Quebec was the last carefree time before WWI began. Nan always welcomed her children’s friends around the Deanery for supper or tea. According to one of her future sons-in-law, “On some evenings it was quite amusing. The Dean and Mrs. Williams sat in his study, Jim Williams and Evelyn Meredith sat in an upstairs sitting room, Mary Williams and Jack Wallace in the drawing room, and Gertrude and Ronald Alexander in the dining room. Mrs. Williams was a very understanding person.” This was still the age of chaperons. Before going overseas, Jim and Evelyn were married, and both enjoyed summers in Tadoussac with the family at Brynhyfryd. In November, 1916, Nan received the news that her son Jim was killed at Grandcourt, the Battle of the Somme. Two months later in January 1917, she and Lennox, accompanied by their daughters, Mary and Gertrude, sailed to England. Mary went to see Jack Wallace and Gertrude to be married to Ronald Alexander. They stayed in London at Queen Anne’s Mansions and remained there until April. After the War, Nan and Lennox continued their active life together as Lennox had been consecrated as Bishop of Quebec in 1915. The Rhodes family house in Tadoussac, built in 1860, had been left to Nan. It was to burn down in 1932 and be rebuilt the next year. Brynhyfryd remains in Nan’s family today. When Lennox retired in 1934, they had more time to spend in Tadoussac and ten grandchildren to enjoy it with them. One day, walking to town with one of her ten grandchildren, Nan discovered that her grandchild had lifted a bit of candy from Pierre Sid’s general store. She marched her back to return it and to apologize. To one of her grandchildren “Granny was always game for some fun and she had lots of energy”. Nan loved to be out rowing the boats and like others her age, she swam regularly in the refreshing salt water of the Bay. On June 30, 1937 she climbed up the path from the beach and reaching the house feeling a bit tired, she took a rest and died suddenly that evening. Michael Alexander Photos below Family Group at Brynhyfryd late 1930's Back Row Jack Wallace, Jim and Gen. Ron Alexander, Jack Wallace Middle Row Mary Wallace, Nan Williams, Jean Aylan-Parker, Nan Leggat, ?, Lennox Williams, Gertrude Alexander Front Row SIdney Williams with kids Jim, Susan and Joan, not sure who the boy in the middle, Michael Wallace on the right Brynhyfryd in the 1890's John Morewood sitting on the rail at left Lennox Williams at the right Back to ALL Bios

PREVIOUS Lilybell Rhodes 1889-1975 NEXT PAGE Lilybell Rhodes was the daughter of Francis Rhodes and Totie LeMoine, grandaughter of Col William Rhodes (of Benmore, Quebec) and of Canadian author, historian and past President of The Royal Society of Canada, Sir James McPherson Le Moine (1825-1912) of ‘Spencer Grange’ in Sainte-Foy Quebec. She studied art at Les Ecole des Beaux-Arts in Quebec City under Henry Ivan Neilson (Professor of Painting, Drawing and Anatomy), as well as with instructor and noted Canadian artist Jean Paul Lemieux. Several of Ms. Rhodes works are currently on display at the Bagatelle Museum (the house where she lived for many years) in Sainte-Foy Quebec. Lily and her sister Frances in 1913 Lilybell Rhodes était la fille de Francis Rhodes et Totie LeMoine, petite-fille du colonel William Rhodes (de Benmore, Québec) et de l'auteur canadien, historien et ancien président de la Société royale du Canada, Sir James McPherson Le Moine (1825-1912) de «Spencer Grange» à Sainte-Foy Québec. Elle a étudié l'art à Les Ecole des Beaux-Arts de la ville de Québec en vertu de Henry Ivan Neilson (professeur de peinture, de dessin et d'anatomie), ainsi qu'avec instructeur et a noté l'artiste canadien Jean Paul Lemieux. Plusieurs des œuvres Mme Rhodes sont actuellement exposées au Musée Bagatelle (la maison où elle a vécu pendant de nombreuses années) à Sainte-Foy Québec. Tadoussac from the Wharf 1935 (Tom/Heather Evans) Tadoussac du quai Tadoussac Wharf 1930's (George/Susie Bruemmer) Le quai de Tadoussac The colour pencil sketches below are from two small books that somehow ended up in my family. 1956-58 Les dessins au crayon de couleur ci-dessous sont de deux petits livres qui en quelque sorte ont fini dans ma famille. Kamouraska Quebec Tadoussac NEXT PAGE

Mathieu's life was cut short in action during World War 2 in Belgium Kane, Mathieu Mathieu's life was cut short in action during World War 2 in Belgium Back to ALL Bios Mathieu Kane d. 1945 Mathieu Kane, known as “Bobbins”, was the only child of Mathieu Charles Ralph Alonso Kane. Sadly, Bobbins was killed in Belgium on January 6th, 1945, while serving at an air observation post in Holland where he was attached to the Royal Canadian Artillery. Little else is known about his life here in Canada. His father, Mathieu, worked for the Price Brothers Company and was a great friend of Coosie Price. Upon his death, much of his estate was left to Coosie, but rather than simply accept it, Coosie used the money to set up what became known as the Mathieu Ralph Kane Foundation. The foundation was designed to distribute the estate in a way that contributed to causes related to the church, education, medicine, conservation, environment and heritage largely in the Saguenay and Quebec City regions. The organ in the chapel was paid for by the Kane Foundation to honour Mathieu’s son Bobbins.   Back to ALL Bios

An avid sportsman and sailor, Herbie's career in the military is unparalleled Smith, George Herbert Carington An avid sportsman and sailor, Herbie's career in the military is unparalleled Back to ALL Bios Herbert Carington Smith 1906 - 1966 Known as Herbie, Herbert Carington Smith was the third of four children born to Charles and Aileen Carington Smith. The family lived at Montmorency Falls, where he told of a life of skiing and skating to school, canoeing on the river, and sailing in the sea. Like his brother Noel, Herbie was an accomplished horse rider, and when he lived in Hereford, England, much later in life, he used to run the local pony club and annual camp. His engineering skills started early when he and a friend built a wall across a road one night, and on another occasion, craned a car onto the top of a roof when they tired of the boastful chap who owned it! He went to the Lower and Upper Canada College, before spending four years training at the Royal Military College in Kingston. Following in brother Noel's footsteps, Herbie joined the British Army as a Royal Engineer and studied at Cambridge University. From 1930 he was posted to Ordnance Survey Companies at Fort Southwick, Southampton, and Edinburgh. In 1931 he took part in a Trans-Atlantic Ocean race with the Royal Engineers. He had the last crew position as a cook and had to hastily ask his mother for cookery lessons! He told of having to put the dough for the bread in a tin, and take it to bed with him to make it rise. In 1933 he took part as a surveyor in an Oxford and Cambridge University expedition to Spitzbergen. In 1935 Herbie spent two and half years with the British Guiana-Brazil Boundary Commission. Then he served as Captain for another eighteen months with the 19th Field Survey Company, which included a tour in France with the British Expeditionary Force. He worked at survey and training centres in Scarborough, Derby, and then Ripon, as an instructor in Fields Works and Bridging. He also obtained his pilot’s licence at that time. Following this, he again visited Spitzbergen for special duties with Force 111, a joint Canadian, British and Norwegian operation largely composed of Canadian Sappers sent to evacuate the inhabitants, destroy fuel stocks and render all facilities useless to the enemy. He received a mention in despatches for saving a Sunderland flying boat from being driven ashore in a storm. He collected some French-Canadian soldiers, none of whom had ever handled an oar before and took out a small rowing boat. With that, he was able to get a line to the Sunderland and tow it to safety. He then went as General Staff Officer (Grade 1) on a liaison mission to Australia, where he was highly regarded, working with Australian and US intelligence. He served as a Special Operations Executive, and Officer of Strategic Services, taking part in the top-secret behind-the-lines network. His experience included battles at Salamanca, during August and September of 1943, Finischafen and Lae in September of 1943, The Admiralty Islands in March 1944, and Hollandia in April of 1944. He got experience being in charge of staff and working with Aerial Photography, Combined Ops, Jungle Warfare, Airborne, Mortars and Pioneer duties. He was in charge of small pockets of men, walking in and out of the jungle multiple times during 1943 and 1944 on missions that are still highly classified. It would seem that he was in Force 136, a far eastern branch of the British World War II intelligence organisation. Royal Engineers were involved in building the bridge over the River Kwai in 1942 and 1943. His next foreign tour took him back to the Far East as CRE to the British and Indian Divisional Engineers, British Commonwealth Occupation Force in Japan, and then in May 1948, to Command of the Engineer Training Centre, FAREFLY at Kluan, Malaya, until November of 1952. In Japan in 1947, the Lt Gen. Commander in chief of the British Commonwealth Occupation Force recommended him for the Order of the British Empire for his meritorious service in carrying out his duties most efficiently, making troops comfortable, hard-working, taking a keen interest in his work and because his mechanical aptitude was excellent. “Success of the engineering work in this formation 268 Indian Infantry Brigade Group, is entirely due to the organizational capacity of Colonel Smith and his untiring zeal and energy to see the task through. He carried out his task despite the great difficulties of lack of any precedence and procedure. He had to organize the procurement of the Engineer Store which in itself was a complicated task, and needed an officer of Colonel Smith's calibre.” In 1948, he was awarded Officer of the Most Excellent Order of the British Empire following his engineering work and organizational skills in the Far East. He was mentioned in despatches in December 1949. His medals included The Pacific Star, British War Medal ribbons, France & Germany Star, and the Italy Star. Herbie met Alison (Ty) Gatey, a Major in the First Aid Nursing Yeomanry, also working in intelligence, and they married in London in 1950. Their son, Anthony, was born in Malaya in 1951. Herbie used to love getting parcels from his sisters in Canada – they used to send blocks of maple sugar - and he loved slicing this on his porridge. He passed his love of swimming, rowing, riding and dogs on to his son and daughter. Herbie returned to the UK in May 1953 on promotion to Colonel, as Assistant Director of the Directorate of Royal Engineers at the Ministry of Supply in London. He had a passionate love of sailing and the sea, and as a member of the Royal Engineers Yacht Club, he was Skipper of the Right Royal. In the 1956 Channel Race, he saved the yacht, which was dismasted in a gale. He refused to abandon ship, despite offers to be taken off, and got the boat and crew, battered but safe, into Dunkirk. His final posting, in 1957, was as Commanding Officer of the Special Air Service base in Hereford, although it was officially known as the Territorial Army base. Herbie retired in 1960. When he retired from the Army Herbie spent some time working as a surveyor on the M4 motorway that was being built. He and Ty then moved to Keswick. He enjoyed rowing on the lake and climbing the mountains. The family used to go on a narrowboat every year on the canal. When his daughter was seven, he saved her life when she fell overboard and became trapped between the boat and the canal bank. He hooked her out with the boat hook. He was a warden at Crosthwaite Church in Keswick. He loved seeing his brother Noel and family in Scotland, and his sister Doris came over to England in 1954. He had plans to take the family to Canada in 1966, but sadly became ill that year and passed away just before his 60th birthday. His varied career well reflected his ever-inquiring mind, objectivity and problem-solving. A man of immense courage, with unfailing good humour and quiet enthusiasm, earned him universal respect and made him many friends. Eve Wickwire & Georgina Williams Back to ALL Bios

Captain Dallaire rebuilds a St Lawrence Yawl when he's in his 80's Captain Dallaire's Boat Bateau du Capitaine Dallaire One More Boat It may not seem like it now, but there was a time when Tadoussac rang with the sounds of saws and caulking mallets. The scent of freshly planed cedar and spruce, pine and oak would have been in the air constantly. From the time of Champlain forward, boats were being built and repaired, most often in and around today's cale-seche, long before there were gates to keep the water out. Captain Edgar Dallaire, a man who had worked the river for years as a schooner captain, did more than his share of repairs to the goelèttes that wintered here. In 1950 my father who had recently purchased the St. Lawrence Yawl Bonne Chance, got to know "le vieux Edgar" as he was known. The old man helped repair my father's boat, splicing the stiff wire rigging until his fingers bled, and educating her new owner on how she should be handled. The old captain must have loved her, because 9 years later, at the age of 80, he found a derelict hull of the same type and towed her, half under water, to Tadoussac for a rebuild. He brought her ashore in the corner of the bay where the zodiac docks are now, but up near the road, chocked up above the high tide line, right where Champlain used to leave his pinnaces in the winter when he sailed back to France. Not having money for lumber he would take his flat bottomed skiff and unreliable outboard up the Saguenay to cut cedar trees whose trunks were bent to the northwest wind, the perfect shape for the boat's new ribs. Another promontory would provide gnarled birch trees that would form deck beams and the vital cross members the hull needed. Larger pines were towed back to Tadoussac, taken to a sawmill, and cut into planks. These he bent into shape using a system of chains and wedges while a driftwood fire kept seawater boiling, which was sloshed on the planks with a mop as they took the shape of the boat. There was no electricity at the site - all hand tools and low-tech methods - primitive perhaps, but effective. My father was fascinated by this process and I remember as a small child often standing there, understanding nothing, as he asked the Captain about the work and tried to learn as much as he could. There was never a plan, a blueprint, paper of any kind - just the Captain's knowledge of the shape the hull should take from his long experience with the type. This boat was the last traditional rebuild to take place in Tadoussac. As Captain Dallaire grew older, his vision became weaker, and he would be seen carving out the parts of the boat as much by feel as by sight, rubbing a plank with his work-hardened hands feeling for imperfections as he worked. It was 7 years before she was finished. My father overheard someone ask him what he would do with her. "Are you going to sell her?" he was asked. Captain Dallaire, then aged 87, smiled with a twinkle in his failing but clear blue eyes. "I'm in no hurry," he said. "I have lots of time." Text by Alan Evans, condensed from "Tides of Tadoussac" by Lewis Evans 1950 Captain Dallaire probably talking about boats with his friends. The boat later was bought by Lewis Evans and renamed the "Bonne Chance" 1950 le capitaine Dallaire parle probablement de bateaux avec ses amis. Le bateau plus tard a été acheté par Lewis Evans et a renommé le "Bonne Chance" One More Boat Il se peut qu'il contienne quelques imprécisions par rapport à l'original. Nous espérons néanmoins que cela vous aidera dans vos recherches. Original en anglais Language Weaver Notez cette traduction: Merci pour votre évaluation! L'odeur du cèdre fraîchement plané et de l'épinette, du pin et du chêne aurait été dans l'air constamment. Depuis l'époque de Champlain en avant, des bateaux ont été construits et réparés, le plus souvent dans le cale-seche d'aujourd'hui, longtemps avant qu'il y ait des portes pour garder l'eau hors. Le capitaine Edgar Dallaire, un homme qui avait travaillé la rivière depuis des années en tant que capitaine de la goélette, a fait plus que sa part de réparations aux goélécres qui hivernent ici. En 1950, mon père, qui avait récemment acheté le St. Lawrence Yawl Bonne Chance, connut le «vieux vieux» comme il était connu. Le vieil homme a aidé à réparer le bateau de mon père, en épandant le fil rigide jusqu'à ce que ses doigts saignent et éduquent son nouveau propriétaire sur la façon dont elle doit être manipulée. L'ancien capitaine l'a aimée, car, 9 ans plus tard, à l'âge de 80 ans, il a trouvé une coque abandonnée du même type et l'a remorquée, à moitié sous l'eau, à Tadoussac pour une reconstruction. Il l'a amenée à terre au coin de la baie, où les ponts du zodiaque sont maintenant, mais près de la route, chassés au-dessus de la ligne de la marée haute, où Champlain a laissé ses pinnaux en hiver lorsqu'il a navigué en France. N'ayant pas d'argent pour le bois, il prendrait son skiff à fond plat et sa fuite peu rigide sur le Saguenay pour couper des cèdres dont les troncs étaient pliés au vent du nord-ouest, la forme parfaite pour les nouvelles côtes du bateau. Un autre promontoire fournirait des bouleaux noueux qui formeraient des poutres de pont et les traversées vitales nécessaires à la coque. Des pins plus grands ont été renvoyés à Tadoussac, emmenés dans une scierie et coupés en planches. Il s'est penché en forme à l'aide d'un système de chaînes et de cales, tandis qu'un feu de bois flotté maintenait l'ébullition de l'eau de mer, qui était glissée sur les planches avec une vadrouille alors qu'elles prenaient la forme du bateau. Il n'y avait pas d'électricité sur le site - tous les outils à main et les méthodes de faible technologie - primitifs peut-être, mais efficaces. Mon père a été fasciné par ce processus et je me souviens comme un petit enfant souvent debout là-bas, ne comprenant rien, alors qu'il demandait au capitaine le travail et essayait d'apprendre autant qu'il le pouvait. Il n'y avait jamais de plan, d'un plan, de tout type, juste la connaissance du Capitaine de la forme que la coque devrait prendre de sa longue expérience avec le type. Ce bateau a été la dernière reconstruction traditionnelle à Tadoussac. Au fur et à mesure que le capitaine Dallaire devenait plus âgé, sa vision devenait plus faible, et on voyait qu'il enlevait les parties du bateau autant par la sensation que par la vue, en frottant une planche avec ses mains endurcis pour se sentir imperfectantes pendant qu'il travaillait. Il était 7 ans avant qu'elle ait fini. Mon père a entendu quelqu'un lui demander ce qu'il ferait avec elle. "Tu vas la vendre?" On lui a demandé. Le capitaine Dallaire, âgé de 87 ans, a souri avec un scintillement dans ses yeux bleus, mais ses yeux bleus clairs. "Je ne suis pas pressé", at-il dit. "J'ai beaucoup de temps." Texte de Alan Evans, condensé de "Tides of Tadoussac" par Lewis Evans "Ste. Croix" ~1964 Captain Dallaire and Lewis Evans discuss the progress ~1964 Le capitaine Dallaire et Lewis Evans discutent de l'avancement Alan Evans! My father Lewis Evans set this picture up, bringing his own yawl the "Bonne Chance" into shallow water at high tide so that he could get both yawls in the picture. Mon père Lewis Evans a préparé cette photo, ce qui porte sa propre yole la « Bonne Chance » en eau peu profonde à marée haute pour qu'il puisse obtenir les deux yoles dans l'image. Captains of Tadoussac Capitaines de Tadoussac by Gaby Villeneuve 37

Tadoussac Historical Photos-Yawls and small Boats 1860-1950 Yawls & Small Boats Yoles et Petits Bateaux 1860-1950 L'Esperence and Laura 1890's Benny Caron's "Laura" about 1901 About 1905 on the Terrien Yacht on the Saguenay - back - Frank Morewood, Bob Campbell (who is he?), Bobby Morewood, his mother Minnie Morewood, Kate VanIffland second wife of Armitage Rhodes. Middle - Sidney Williams and Billy Morewood, Nan Rhodes Williams and Lennox Williams. Front - Charlie Rhodes, ?, Nancy Morewood and Mary Williams Wallace. A l'époque 1905 sur le Yacht Terrien sur le Saguenay A large Lower St Lawrence Yawl called the "Muriel", early 1900's Un grand Yole Bas-St-Laurent appelé le "Muriel", au début des années 1900 "Laura" was owned by Benny Caron and then Donat Therrien, here about 1910 "Laura" a été possédé par Benny Caron puis Donat Therrien, ici environ 1910 Donat and Phillippe Therrien Doris Molson A Trip to Cape Eternity in 1935 Un voyage à Cape Eternité en 1935 Ainslie Evans (Stephen) and Betty Morewood (Evans) Bill Morewood Bill Morewood, Michael and Jack Wallace, Frank Morewood Betty Morewood (Evans) Ainslie Evans (Stephen) Frank Morewood Betty Morewood (Evans) Jack Wallace Bill Morewood Ainslie Evans (Stephen) & Phoebe Evans (Skutezky) A boat picnic in the late 1930's Photos by Frank Morewood, with Betty (Evans) and Bill Morewood and others. Un pique-nique en bateau dans les fin des années 1930 Photos par Frank Morewood, avec Betty (Evans) et Bill Morewood et d'autres. Lewis Evans et les filles Bishop Lennox Williams Arthur Price's Empress II of Tadoussac COMING SOMEDAY on another page... MORE Yawls and Small Boats 1940's-1970's BIENTÔT sur une autre page ... PLUS Yoles et Petits Bateaux années 1940-années 1970 Lewis Evans' "Noroua" & "Bonne Chance" Bailey's "Saguenayan" & Price's "Jamboree" Leggatt's "GAL" and Evans' "ANNE" 74