Northern Exposure- Part 3

Northern Exposure- Part 3

Boreal forest archaeology is very different from my experiences in the arctic, the biggest thing of course being the trees and massive roots that run through our excavation units. Root clippers quickly became my best friend, but when they fail there’s always the good old chainsaw to take care of a few stumps!

My crew worked hard to try and delineate the post, and half-way through our excavation we realized that the building was not oriented perfectly East-West, but rather on an angle of Northwest-Southeast to the shoreline. We were able to find some remnants of the exterior walls, and the floor boards were fairly well-preserved.

Four people in a roped off excavation area in a wooded space.

Excavations underway.

Some wooden floorboards partially visible through uncovered dirt.

Floor boards still visible after all these years!

We didn’t find a ton of artifacts, but we also didn’t excavate the area immediately around the hearth (stone chimney) or the cellar. Perhaps next year we’ll find all the goodies! We did recover enough artifacts for me to get a sense of the date of occupation, it seems like late 18th century but I’ll have a better idea once the artifacts are cleaned up and processed in the lab.

Of course fieldwork is not all-work, I caught my first pickerel (delicious) and on one fishing trip witnessed how quickly a forest fire can spread (scary!). On my way back to Winnipeg I made sure to stop in Thompson to clean my filthy truck, and made a quick side trip to Pisew Falls (highly recommended, it’s gorgeous!).

Dr. Amelia Fay seated in a small boat holding up a fish on the end of a fishing rod line.

Caught my first pickerel, it was delicious!

The front end of a small boat on a lake. A thick column of dark smoke rises from the distant shore.

A forest fire broke out near Barrington River when we were fishing and quickly spread.

The rear end of a very dusty, dirty truck.

Archaeology is dirty business.

A waterfall along a river, with tall trees either side.

Pisew Falls is gorgeous and serene.

I enjoyed my three weeks along the Churchill River, and will post more about the results of our excavation once its catalogued, but my next northern journey will take me up to York Factory so I’d better start packing my gear for another great trip to an AMAZING HBC site.

Shout out to my great crew, thanks for all your hard work in the heat, bugs, and smoke!

 

Image: From L-R, Makayla, Lorynn, Randi, Keith, and Alvin.

Dr. Amelia Fay

Dr. Amelia Fay

Curator of Anthropology & the HBC Museum Collection

Amelia Fay is Curator of Anthropology and the HBC Museum Collection at the Manitoba Museum. She received her BA in Anthropology from the University of Manitoba (2004), an MA in Archaeology…
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Northern Exposure- Part 2

A tightly packed cargo bed of a pick up truck.

Just a few days after coming back from York Landing I was packing up the truck to make the drive back north, only this time I was going back to get my trowel dirty!

As you can imagine, the remnants of the fur trade are all over this fine country and while many of the big sites have been investigated there are hundreds of smaller posts scattered along the waterways just waiting for archaeologists to excavate and learn all about them.

This site was located by local archaeologist Keith Anderson after a forest fire had cleared out a lot of the vegetation, and coincidentally it’s less than 100m away from a post site that was excavated by provincial archaeologist Brian Smith in the 1990s.

Since this post is close to the eroding bank we decided to start work on it this summer. Fortunately for me, Keith and his clearing crew had already done the hard work of removing the dead trees before I arrived (yes, I’m spoiled!).

 

Image: Years of watching dad pack the car for camping helped me tetris all of my gear into the pan of the truck!

A treed shoreline from the water. The trees are leafless.

The site seen from the water.

Two individuals cutting down a leafless tree in a roped off excavation area.

When a burnt tree messes up your grid, cut it down!

My goals for this season were to determine the limits of the site, by identifying the walls of the post and any related features outside of visible structure, and to acquire enough artifacts to be able to figure out the date of the site. I want to know if it was occupied at the same time as the other nearby post, was it also HBC or their rivals the Northwest Company? There is much to learn from any new archaeological site, and this one will be no different!

Dr. Amelia Fay

Dr. Amelia Fay

Curator of Anthropology & the HBC Museum Collection

Amelia Fay is Curator of Anthropology and the HBC Museum Collection at the Manitoba Museum. She received her BA in Anthropology from the University of Manitoba (2004), an MA in Archaeology…
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Northern Exposure – Part 1

Summer fieldwork has begun, which means many of us Curators are out and about conducting our research. My fieldwork has me working in Northern Manitoba, for the first time! I spent some time in the evenings writing up blog posts so I could post when I returned from the field, here’s the first installment.

My first trip north was mid-June with Kevin Brownlee (Curator of Archaeology) as we are working on a joint project that will have us partnering up with Parks Canada and heading out to York Factory National Historic Site this August. We wanted to connect with communities that used to reside at York Factory to talk about their connection to the coast, York Factory, and ask them how they’d like to see their part of Manitoba represented in our museum.

An individual crouched down on a rocky shoreline.

You can’t prevent an archaeologist from looking down on a rocky beach!

View down a rocky shoreline with dark clouds gathering overhead with the lake on one side and trees on the other.

Split Lake and the Boreal Forest.

With the help of a very passionate local historian Flora Beardy*, we made an appointment with Chief and Council for York Factory First Nation in York Landing to start the discussion. They were receptive to the project and encouraged us to connect with folks working in the Implementation Office who were already compiling stories and information. They also informed us that many of their band members live in Churchill so it looks like I’ll finally get to go there too!

There are other communities we still need to meet with, but we’ve got the ball rolling and I’m excited to see how this all unfolds.

 

*Flora compiled and edited a number of oral histories with Robert Coutts and published ‘Voices from Hudson Bay: Cree Stories from York Factory’, a book I highly recommend.

Dr. Amelia Fay

Dr. Amelia Fay

Curator of Anthropology & the HBC Museum Collection

Amelia Fay is Curator of Anthropology and the HBC Museum Collection at the Manitoba Museum. She received her BA in Anthropology from the University of Manitoba (2004), an MA in Archaeology…
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Close Encounters of the Wild Kind

View down a tree-line gravel road, with a black bear in the distant mid ground near the tree line.

I spent a good chunk of my summer field trips to the Nature Conservancy’s fescue prairie preserves being bear-anoid. Although I saw several black bears last year, they were all solitary and a fair distance away from me. On my second field day in late June I was examining a plot for pollinators and when I looked up there was a mother bear and two cubs down in the valley below me. Nuts! They apparently hadn’t notice me high up on the hill. I began moving slowly away from them and jingling my bear bell like a deranged Dickie Dee boy. The mother paused, looked at me like I was crazy and ran into the bushes with her young ones behind her. I was relieved, figuring it would be my only bear encounter of the trip. Not so.

 

Image: A black bear located where I normally like to see them – far away.

That afternoon I was busy photographing a bumblebee on a thistle and when I turned around a small bear cub was digging away about 10-m down slope from me. Once again I jingled my bell and the cub took off. But where was mom? Down in the valley, I hoped, rather than in between me and her offspring. I beat a hasty retreat.

One thing that became very clear to me that day was that despite their ungainly appearance, bears can sure be stealthy when they want to be. As I walked back to the field station I noticed many signs that the bears were foraging extensively in the preserve. I found bear scat, overturned rocks and turf, and hair caught on a barbed wire fence.

A black and white bumblebee on a fuzzy purple flower.

Bumblebees just loved visiting these stemless thistles (Cirsium drummondii).

A rough patch of dug-up dirt in an otherwise grassy area.

The black bears in the areas were digging for beetles on the hillside where my research plots are located.

A large Great Grey Owl staring towards the camera from a tree branch.

The next day I was determined to make plenty of noise to alert the bears to my presence. I rang my bell, tooted on my whistle, and loudly sang nature-inspired show tunes from “Les Misérables”, vaguely hoping I wasn’t inspiring any forest revolutionaries (do you hear the warblers sing, singing the song of hungry birds. It is the music of a genus that likes to eat lots of worms!). Anyway the noise paid off and I didn’t see any bears for the remainder of my field work. But I was still jumpy. At one point I felt something poke my back. I jumped five feet in the air from fright. Was it a bear? No, it was just the walking stick that I had propped up on a fence. Then something zoomed by my face. I screeched like a three year old watching a scary movie. It was only a Great Grey Owl. It also stared at me like I was crazy. Or maybe that’s just the way it always looks. Clearly, I was a little high strung.

 

Image: A Great Grey Owl scared the #*$%* out of me.

Fortunately, I encountered many other less frightening creatures (at least less frightening to me although I’m sure the bee that I saw getting eaten by a crab spider would disagree). A grasshopper that wanted to lick me, two racing white-tailed deer, and some amorous blister beetles along with many cool pollinators made my field work a feast for the eyes!

A small white spider well conceled on a cluster of small white flowers, having caught a bumble bee.

Bees have a good reason to be wary of crab spiders.

Two iridescent beetles, one on either side of the head of a seeded stalk of grass.

It was mating season for these spectacular blister beetles.

Dr. Diana Bizecki Robson

Dr. Diana Bizecki Robson

Curator of Botany

Dr. Bizecki Robson obtained a Master’s Degree in Plant Ecology at the University of Saskatchewan studying rare plants of the mixed grass prairies. After working as an environmental consultant and sessional lecturer…
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