No Country for Small Cars

I went out for a drive the other day finally alone and able to drive out to an old homestead I could see from the highway. Strangely, my passengers or drivers don’t always want to drive out to every broken down building we see off in the distance. They claim to need to “get somewhere” because they “have a life.”

Optimistically, I turned on my signal light and turned off the highway onto the road that would usually be graveled. That day, though, there was a grader moving slow and scraping the road’s surface down to clay, creating a long barrier of gravel down the road’s centre (see photo below) — and doing this right by where I planned to leap out of my small green car and take some photos with my phone.

I passed the grader nonchalantly acting like I was heading somewhere else. Where? Apparently, no one lives on that road, at least not until the next intersection. And that’s where I spun the car around, hoping that the grader had moved on. It had not. How could it be with this long stretch of road to scrape that this grader was right where I wanted to be — still?

At this point, I didn’t care anymore. I was irritated. The presence of the grader would stop me from trespassing, but it would not stop me from taking some photos.

As I pulled over, I gave the grader driver a wave. He ignored me. I waited until he’d gone a little farther and was out of my way. I approached the fence line and got these pictures of an old homestead. I had passed by many times from a distance, but the site is not easily visible from the main highway and from that faraway, I couldn’t see that the foundation is made of stones, so that was really exciting for someone who has nowhere to go and no life.

Side view.
A little blurry – really zoomed-in.
Once again, really zoomed-in.

That’s all from me for now. Have a great weekend and a happy Halloween! – Lori

10 Comments on “No Country for Small Cars”

  1. LOL. I can certainly relate to your experience. Oh how we try to look inconspicuous to get our photos and how rarely we succeed at that. Tip, borrow someones pre-school kids and bring them. You can get away with just about anything with young children in tow.

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    • Thanks for the tip, Glen! Hauling the small children around seems like more hassle than it’s worth. Perhaps I’ll adopt a clever disguise instead! Thanks for reading and commenting. Have a great weekend! – Lori

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  2. Good story, glad you didn’t’ get straddled on that ridge.

    Interesting old house, could I have seen it? Doesn’t see familiar!

    Happy Halloween to you too!!


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  3. I so get this. My neck of Massachusetts is FILLED with graders, asphalt-ers, pipe layers (at least I think that’s what they’re doing– why they have every road torn up within a 40-mile radius) and other construction (destruction) vehicles. They work only on two-lane roads, which means there are no lanes that are not full of ruts, bumps, equipment, and in rainy weather, mud, but drive we must, bumpedy, bumpedy, bump. Who knows–perhaps it simply gives people something to do, a week’s wages, which is fine with me. But I’ll be glad when they move on and we can once again drive five blocks to the grocery store without three detours and a series of gut-wrenching bumps. GREAT photos. You’re a trouper!

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  4. What an interesting old structure. I’m assuming this is somewhere near Hughenden. I looked Hughenden up on a map because I’m a Yank and am unfamiliar with Alberta, and every other Canadian Province, however many provinces that would happen to be. I learned there are several Hutterite Colonies in the vicinity. Do you know anything more about the history of the homestead? If this property were in the States I could go to the Recorder of Deeds Office in the County Courthouse and chain the conveyances of title back to the original land patent. You’d be surprised how much you can learn from transfers of title. I’d love to know who built it, who lived there and the contours of the life they carved out on the expansive Canadian prairie. Anyway, thanks for sharing the photos. They’re amazing.

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    • Hi there! Thank you for connecting here on WordPress. The barn structure is not part of a Hutterite colony. The colonies are relatively new (and very modern) to our area and this structure would date back to early settlement, probably from around the time the railroad came through (1911 or later, I think). I haven’t checked out the land titles on it, but here in Canada we can trace ownership the same way as in the States. I follow a blogger from Edmonton here on WP and when he explores a homestead on the Prairies, he does a deep dive into family history. Wildly interesting! It must take him forever to compile these posts, rich in text and photography. I breeze by, take a couple shots, and do a little write up. Not quite as devoted as Glen Bowe. Thanks again for getting in touch and for following. So nice! – Lori


  5. That’s an interesting old structure. I assume it’s somewhere near Hughenden. I looked Hughenden up on a map because I’m a Yank and therefore know nothing about Alberta or any of the other Canadian Provinces. We seldom gaze beyond our collective navel down here. I learned there are several old Hutterite Colonies in the vicinity. Could this be part of one? If this property were in the States I could go to the Recorder of Deeds Office in the local County Courthouse and chain the ownership conveyances back to the original land patent. You’d be surprised what one can learn from transfers of property and probate documents. I’d love to learn when the place was built, who lived there, and the contours of the lives they sewed and cultivated out on the wide-open Canadian prairie. Anyway I love the photos. Thank for posting.

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