Hey ten pack, the name does not ring a bell, but I will ask some friends I still have from Port Hardy days, one that lived in coal harbour. I lived in Port hardy in the early 70's my father had a contract with M&B for road building, but it was just after Utah mines opened. The klondike goldrush...I like to think of it, or what it must of been like, to be in the middle of a gold rush. It's unbelievable to be right in the middle of a boom town, Extrodinary.!! Money flows like a river, all of a sudden there are 500 guys to every female in town....ha ha ha ha oh the bullshit they floated around the town was thick as any old Port Hardy fog. Seriously ladies, if you should ever find yourself in the middle of a boom town you will find out exactly whats its like to be say...the last women on the planet 
..or a big chinook salmon, or a piece of prime rib. :lol: It was the land of the midnight sun and miners, well miners are definately a different breed from loggers and fishermen, which is what Port Hardy was before Utah mines. There were three distinct societies in Port Hardy actually 4 if count the native population.
sometimes these distinct societies would have to much beer at the seagate hotel on friday night and the fights became legends.
The place was wild, the people that lived there were right out of twin peaks, combine this with some of the wildest pristine nature and lots of good fishing and you get once in a lifetime experience. I loved Port Hardy and the people that lived there.
Even now every once in awhile I run into somebody that lived in Port Hardy during the goldrush, we all have this weird kind of bond from having experienced the place....But I will ask about your friend ten paks.
..or a big chinook salmon, or a piece of prime rib. :lol: It was the land of the midnight sun and miners, well miners are definately a different breed from loggers and fishermen, which is what Port Hardy was before Utah mines. There were three distinct societies in Port Hardy actually 4 if count the native population.sometimes these distinct societies would have to much beer at the seagate hotel on friday night and the fights became legends.
The place was wild, the people that lived there were right out of twin peaks, combine this with some of the wildest pristine nature and lots of good fishing and you get once in a lifetime experience. I loved Port Hardy and the people that lived there.
Even now every once in awhile I run into somebody that lived in Port Hardy during the goldrush, we all have this weird kind of bond from having experienced the place....But I will ask about your friend ten paks.