New Year's Celebration at Sawyer Lake Lodge By Kimberly Epp
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A true winter wonderland with almost 2 feet of freshly fallen snow, brought a group of nature and adventure lovers to Sawyer Lake Lodge, situated next to the Porcupine Forest of eastern Saskatchewan, on the afternoon of December 30, 2002.

Almost immediately, my good friend Branimir tossed me, not once, but twice into the freshly fallen snow! After that cool initiation, Dave Weiman's
team of sled dogs introduced themselves. Finally, damp and chilled, I headed into the eco-lodge for a cup of hot tea while others went on a cross-country ski tour with Cliff. Later on we enjoyed a fine meal and a relaxing evening in the lodge.

Being a light sleeper, I opted for one of the rustic cabins while others choose the comfort of the main lodge for sleeping quarters. The rustic experience was fully appreciated during my midnight trek across the new snow to the privy! The sky was clear both nights and the stars couldn't have been brighter. The dogs looked at me curiously; not even attempting to leave their houses, probably wondering what odd individual would be out in the middle of the night!

December 31 was a busy day. Dave hooked up his team of dogs to take those interested in rides for a trek along the forest fringe. Skiers made their way in the snow, seeking birds and discovering animal tracks. Several adventurous people tried skijoring, an old fashioned way of being transported on skis by animal power.

We also learned how Dave and his crew do selective eco-logging in his woodlot, and got a chance to help take down a couple of trees and see the horses haul them out to the landing. The horses had also hauled us into the logging area on an old-fashioned sleigh.

It was truly a winter wonderland ‚ a site that couldn't have been more magical!

I decided I wanted to experience skijoring with their hefty Suffolk Punch work horse, Queenie. Of course, for being the first to attempt this brave feat, everyone took out their cameras to record my attempt. After getting the tow harness on, and falling flat on my face, I was unsure how my skiing skills would handle this. But, Queenie started pulling and I managed to stay upright, that is until we made our last turn, when, once again I greeted the fresh-fallen snow. I decided that perhaps this was not the sport for me. I watched Branimir and Cliff successfully attempt this, even at full gallop, and realized how comical I must have looked - funny how we entertain ourselves!

After a full day of activity and with the smell of mulled wine filling the lodge, we settled into the anticipation of the coming New Year. Slides, games, bird quizzes, and plenty of appetizers were shared before we dug into a wonderful pot-luck feast - adding to the holiday atmosphere.

The New Year was rung in with champagne and hugs. New Year's Day got going slowly, but left time for more skiing and dog sled rides before heading home. Thanks to Cliff, Dave and Sylvia for organizing such a wonderful event!


BBringing in the New Year 2003 By Bruce Notonging in the new year


On December 30, 2002, my wife, Hilda and I joined six others on a unique 3-day trip. The trip was organized by Cliff Speer, program director of CanoeSki Discovery Company of Saskatoon. Our destination was Sawyer Lake Lodge, located about 50 km northeast of Preeceville, where we would spend the next 2 days and bring in the New Year. The lodge is situated where the grid roads end, on the edge of the Porcupine Provincial Forest.

Sylvia and David Weiman own and operate the lodge, do some farming, and - have a horse logging operation on their land. The lodge built entirely with timber cut and milled by Dave, is attractive with a spacious living area where guests can enjoy socializing.

We arrived at the lodge mid-afternoon and immediately almost everyone went cross-country skiing. Thirty centimetres of fresh snow had just fallen, and the forest trails were trackless and beautiful. We were ready for the tasty supper Cliff prepared for us. The evening was spent around the fireplace getting acquainted and swapping stories.

New Year's Eve morning, Cliff conducted a mini-clinic on appropriate ski wax to use and proper application, and then we were off skiing again. Some stayed back to try skijoring - skiing at the end of a rope pulled by a galloping horse. The snow was no longer trackless; several deer, a moose and coyotes had been around during the night, but they kept out of our sight. It was silent in the forest; the sound of a motor was not to be heard anywhere!

Dave has nine well-trained sled dogs, which he hitched up to take people for sled rides.

The dogs were keen and took off full tilt, however, when they returned to the lodge after a run in the fresh snow, they had slowed to a trot with tongues lolling out.

After lunch, Dave gave us a demonstration of horse logging. Some skied out to the landing area and others went by horse drawn sleigh. The landing is where the cut logs are piled and later sawed into lumber. Here the horses were unhooked and one was taken into the bush to bring out logs.

There was mature white spruce here. Dave selected one, and with help from one of us, made a partial slanted cut with a crosscut saw on the side where the tree was to fall into an opening. The other side was cut through toppling the tree over, but it missed the opening and hung up against a big aspen. The horse now came into play. With a logging chain around the tree butt, the horse yanked the tree around and down it came.

The log was then cut into sixteen foot lengths, the chain hooked up and the horse pulled them out to the landing. This well trained horse was amazing. It "geed" and "hawed", stepped over logs, between logs, between trees, and never stumbled or missed a step. Unlike clear cutting, in this woodlot, young trees are left to mature thus ensuring a continuous supply of wood.

New Year's Eve supper was potluck to which everyone contributed including the Weimans. It was ample, varied and delicious. Everyone brought some kind of activity to occupy the group as we settled comfortably around the fire for the evening. At midnight we toasted the New Year and brought the day to an end with Auld Lang Syne.

New Year's morning there was more skiing and dog sled rides. After lunch people packed up and started for home. It had been the most unique New Year's Eve holiday Hilda and I had ever experienced and one of the most enjoyable.



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