Tiger Awards Followed By Farewells For Coach Applegate

It was an evening of achievements and goodbyes on April 14th for the Vermilion Junior B Tigers.

Achievements came in the form of 15 player awards over 12 categories, including three awards which finished in a tie. Awards were presented for; Top Scorer: #17 Kelvin Hamilton, Best Defenseman: #7 Jon Klutz, Most Improved Player: #23 Pat Omness, Rookie of the Year: #14 Chevy Botting and #15 Taylor Heck, MVP (Regular Season): #17 Kelvin Hamilton, Most Dedicated: #7 Jon Kluz, Most Popular Player: #12 Kyler Anderson, Unsung Hero: # 22 Brady Zweifel and 25 Clint Pickford, Most Gentlemanly Player w/Skill: #17 Kelvin Hamilton, MVP (Playoffs): #14 Chevy Botting and #24 Brandon Bardoel, Coaches Choice Award: #6 Brendan Payne, Most Gentlemanly Player with Skill (NEAJBHL League Award), #17 Kelvin Hamilton.

The Executive sponsored Joy Burnett award was presented to the team bus driver Ed Waterfield.

Aside from the trophy inscription each award recipient was also presented with a Tiger lithograph who’s creation was greatly assisted by Cindy Heck.

Bidding a fond farewell to their four aging out team mates; #17 Kelvin Hamilton, #20 Steve Simmons, #22 Brady Zweifel and #25 Clint Pickford, the Vermilion Junior B team also had to bid farewell to Tigers Co-president, Gene Klym, Tigers DJ, Lionel Quickstad, Team trainer, Jim Lennon and Head Coach Mike Applegate.

Mike Applegate announced his departure as coach and addressed the attendees. Thanking the team board of directors, volunteers and the GM’s Ed Griffiths, Darcy Fadden and Brian Coutts along with his assistant coaches and team players.

When asked about his reason for leaving, Apple gate stated, “I started coaching 20 years ago in high school and have been coaching ever since, including coaching the Tigers for the past seven years; it’s time now to do some new things.”Applegate who went on to extend his appreciation to the Tigers fans and sponsors as well, “people don’t realize that it takes a lot of money to run a hockey team, honestly without the fans and sponsors we wouldn’t have a team.”

Team signed jerseys were presented to the exiting coach and trainer.

Taking over for Applegate will be Mark Hines and Taylor Holt who will move up from their assistant coach positions and into a Co-Coaching position.

April 18th, the club held its Annual General Meeting, to review the past years finances and hoping to nominate a new executive committee, which included filling the Co-president vacancy that will be left by exiting Co-president Gene Klym. While all the directorship positions could not be filled at this meeting, a new organization President was elected and newly elected President Jay Matters will chair an upcoming June meeting in which the remainder of the director slots can be filled.

In the finance department, the club determined that despite generous sponsor support and a successful wind up event, the ever rising cost of ice time and club expenses may see ticket prices increase for next season. Currently the club charges one of the lowest amounts at the door at a $6 regular season and $7 playoff season for adult entry. The potential increase could see those amounts increase by $1 putting them in line with the current charges at other rinks.



Dance Impressions By Ryan Sweeps Top Spots at STEPS

Held April 13th through 15th the 10th annual STEPS Dance Festival was held in Vermilion at the Lakeland College Alumni Theatre. Hosted by the studio of Dance Impressions by Ryan this event was attended by a number of area academies including; Vegreville’s School of Ballet and Georgina’s Academy of Dance, T. R. Dance Studio, Peacock Dance Academy, Viking Dance Club, Kitscoty Dance Academy, Forestburg Dance Society and more.

Adjudicated by Rhonda McCulloch-Gillrie is an instructor with 45 years experience, who has served as president for the Alberta Branch of the Canadian Dance Teachers Association six times.

The top overall STEPS Festival finishers were; 1st Place Scholarship & Trophy was Character Large Group was, The Mad Tea Party, presented by Dance Impressions by Ryan, Vermilion. 2nd Place Scholarship & Trophy was Contemporary Large Group, The Lights that Guide, Dance Impressions by Ryan with the 3rd Place Scholarship & Trophy going to, Lyrical Large Group Dance, Slow Me Down, performed by Impressions by Ryan. Honourable Sportsmanship Award & Scholarship was presented to Michelle Oberg.

Awards were presented in the categories of Most Promising Solo/Duet Awards (6 in total): Jazz Duet, Jacklyn Homeniuk & Shayla Dziwenko, Georgina’s Academy of Dance, Vegreville. Lyrical Duet, Bailee Bykewich & Rachel Weimann, Dance Impressions by Ryan, Vermilion. Musical Theatre Solo, Parker Larin, Gravity Dance Force Studio, Tofield. Lyrical Solo, Dionne DeGraw, T. R. Dance Studio, Hardisty. Tap Duet, Jacklyn Homeniuk & Shayla Dziwenko, Georgina’s Academy of Dance, Vegreville. Hip Hop Solo, Josh Blumhagen, Peacock Dance Academy, Killam. Most Promising Group Awards (9 in total): Hip Hop Small Group, Louder than a Bomb, Forestburg Dance Society. Classical Ballet Medium Group, Air, Forestburg Dance Society. Lyrical Small Group, Scarlet Tide, Forestburg Dance Society. Tap Large Group, Stray Cat Strut, Viking Dance School. Demi Character Small Group, Butterfly Waltz, T.R. Dance Studio, Hardisty. Tap Medium, I Got Rhythm, Viking Dance Studio, Viking. Jazz Medium, Marry the Night,T.R. Dance Studio, Hardisty. Musical Theatre Line, Good Morning, Peacock Dance Academy, Killam. Jazz Medium Group, Disco Duck, Gravity Dance Force, Tofield. Variety Large Group, I’m A Big Girl Now, Georgina’s Academy of Dance , Vegreville.

The Adjudicator’s Choie Awards went to; Lyrical Small Group, performing Scarlet Tide by Forestburg Dance Society, Hip Hop Small Group, by Georgina’s Academy of Dance performing Ramalama, with students from Irma, Vegreville, Viking. Tap Small Group, performing Sugar Pie Honey Bunch was Kitscoty Dance Academy. Solo, Trying to Reach You performed by, Landon Peacock of Peacock Dance Academy in Killam. Modern Large Group, was the Walking on Air presentation, performed by T.R. Dance Studio of Hardisty. Hip Hop Medium Group, was the Good Feeling, performed by Vegreville School of Ballet. Tap Large Group, for their interpretation of Stray Cat Strut, was Viking Dance Club. Character Ballet Large Group, was The Mad Tea Party, performed by Dance Impressions, from Vermilion.










Celebration Of Ukrainian Dance

It was an event filled with high flying kicks, beautifully embroidered costumes, floating ribbons and flared skirts as the Ukrainian Dance Festival performed on the Lakeland College stage. April 20th to 22nd saw participation from nearly 24 schools, associations and clubs. These groups had travelled from across Alberta including; Lethbridge, Athabasca, Edmonton, Camrose, Two Hills, Vegreville, Innisfree, Elk Point and more to perform at the festival and compete.

This year’s judge and adjudicator was Anna Kanavets, originally from Kyiv, Ukraine who relocated to Canada in 1996. Kanavets has spent a lifetime involved with dance, starting early with an education in ballet, Ukrainian dance and character dance. She has been an artistic director for Yatran Dance Academy and the Koperoush School of Ukrainian Dance.

Aside from the events stars performing through out the three day event the hallways also housed a small trade show; Diamonds for you was on hand to engrave the medals received by the dancers, there was a booth for dance outfits and Ukrainian treasures, a booth with lovely dolls bedecked in traditional Ukrainian costume, jewellery and t-shirt booths as well.




Vermilion Art Show

April 20th and 21st was the Vermilion Art Show, held at the Vermilion Regional Centre. The show hosted by the Vermilion Community Art Club, offered art enthusiast a spectacular array of works in a number of different disciplines.

There was a wine and cheese event held on the 20th which afforded attendees an opportunity to meet the artists exhibiting while reviewing the works on display. Artists on hand included Lois Bienvenue, Mellissa John, Monica To, Diana Sapara, Kari Fell and Grace Allen to name a few.

The artwork was available for purchase and came in a variety of price ranges, making it possible to not only fall in love with the presented pieces but walk away with one as well.



What A Beautiful Morning

The morning sun is just rising and the wind is calm, its just to to be a perfect day for a look around the country in my little Taylor Craft. It was all so exciting to push the little bird out of the hangar and do a careful walk around and check everything from the propeller all the way back. It was just for your peace of mind, to make sure the oil was topped up, the fuel sediment bulb checked for any water or sediment, all the control surfaces intact and moving freely. It was part of the thrill of knowing we’d soon be far above the earth enjoying the sights of our old coulee and all the beautiful surrounding country. It was a fabulous treat always.

After I had topped up the fuel tanks double screening the gas a clean windshield was so very essential to a safe flight. Satisfied all was in order, I’d check the wheels and reach inside the cockpit and switch on the left magnets, as it had an impulse to retard the spark on that side so the engine wouldn’t kick back. Then you gave the primer a little shot or depending on the temperature a little more if it was cold, the right amount came with experience, then open the throttle just a touch and set.

She’s ready to start now, and my little plane had to be hand cranked by pulling down smartly on the propeller counter clockwise. In most instances the little continental started with just two pulls. One pull brought the primer fuel into the cylinder and the second pull rewarded you with a most wonderful sound of a smooth running engine. You then pulled the chocks away, I had them fastened to a light rope and I could retrieve them by just reaching out the door. I’d let the engine warm up a few minutes to check the oil pressure and open and shut the throttle.

If the engine revved up smoothly you then checked the two magnetos to make sure both were working and there was no drop in RPM’s on either one.

Sound kind of technical? Well it really wasn’t and you soon got the drill down pat so you didn’t forget anything.

Climbing into the air was no time to think maybe you‘d forgotten something. As my hangar was on the West end of my runway, I’d have to taxi to the East end because most times the wind was from the North West and a head wind helped you get airborne much quicker. In my memories the excitement and thrill of flight was one of my life’s great experiences. Touching the wheel brake and rudder on the same side and gunning the engine a little spun the little gal around and faced you into the wind. All was ready so you just fire walled the throttle and began a little tap dance on the rudder pedals to keep the plane’s nose straight down the runway.

It was something like standing a broom on your finger and moving your hand around to keep the broom standing straight up. Get the picture?

A tail dragger air plane could be a bit tricky but it was something like learning to ride a two wheeler, once you learned you didn’t forget. As soon as you had the throttle open, you could feel the control surfaces firm up and soon you’d push the elevator control forward until the tail came up and you could then see over the nose and not have to look alongside.

My little plane very quickly picked up speed and a little back pressure on the elevator and the plane was suddenly AIRBORNE a feeling that men dream through the ages, just yearned to accomplish was in that instance mine.

I never did get over the thrill and now cherish the whole procedure. What a privilege.

Dawn’s Eats

This is an old fashioned desert recipe that is sure to become a family favorite. It uses simple ingredients and is quick and easy to make. While this dish is baking an amazing thing happens. The thin sauce you poured on the top forms into a pudding at the bottom of the baking dish and the cake batter you placed on the bottom goes to the top. This type of pudding cake is also called a sauce cake and historically it was called a cottage pudding. The vintage versions of this recipe usually call for 1 cup of raisins instead of the chopped apple, and the olive oil would often be lard or butter. It was also called hard time pudding, referring to its popularity during the great depression of the 1930’s. Its popularity among pioneers arose due to the use of basic and economical ingredients and the fact that it is a cake that does not require eggs. Carmel pudding cake is a desert recipe that has been passed from generation to generation and has been part of our history of cooking on the prairies.

Apple Carmel Pudding Cake

1 cup all purpose flour

2 Tablespoons sugar

2 teaspoons baking powder

1 teaspoon cinnamon

2 tablespoons olive oil

3 / 4 cup milk

1 apple, cored and chopped into small pieces (I leave the peel on)

3 / 4 cup brown sugar

2 tablespoons butter

1 3 / 4 cups water

Preheat the oven to 375 degrees. Grease your casserole baking dish, I use butter. Mix together the flour, sugar, baking powder and cinnamon. Stir in the olive oil, milk and apple. It will be a very thick batter. Spread the batter in the bottom of a casserole dish. You can use a -round or a – square. In a separate bowl or 4 cup glass measuring cup add and mix together the sugar butter and hot water. Pour this mixture over the batter, leaving it to float on top of the batter. Do Not Stir. Bake at 375 degrees for 30 minutes. You can serve it hot with cream or ice cream. It can also be served cold, with the caramel sauce spooned on top of whipped cream or ice cream. The brown sugar can be cut back to 1 / 2 cup or increased to 1 cup depending on how sweet or rich you like to live. The apple can be substituted for 1 cup of raisins.


Half of my family loves to collect treasures of all kinds, whereas I am what might be called the “sweeper”. I enter the room, at great peril to my personal safety, and I assess all of the potential dangers, sweeping the area clean so all who follow may be safe.

You might scoff at my dramatization but it truly can be dangerous to stumble into a child’s room in response to the call of “Mo-om” at 4:20 am and then trip over empty tissue boxes and stamp an imprint of a Barbie shoe on the bottom of your foot. How about sliding across a pile of comics while trying to stop the dog from bolting out the front door? I tell you, it can be a hazardous business protecting humanity and, let me tell you, the junk/treasure is not helping me in my quest.

Sometimes I try to get into the psyche of my collectors in order to sympathize with their outlook. I can’t say that I’ve every really understood the burning desire to bring a stick in from the outdoors. Why is it so valuable that it must be guarded indoors?

I guess I kind of relate to the whole stingy motivation of not wanting to go out and buy another (enter name of largely useless object here). However, after I’ve tried to empathize a few times, all it takes is one episode of “Hoarders” and I become firmly convinced my loved ones are on a slippery slope to a mental hospital. I must save them.

I would be the first to admit that my success has been tenuous at best. I have a couple coping strategies that tend to work in the short-term, but I have yet to uncover a truly effective strategy.

You know all that empty luggage you keep stored away somewhere dark? Well, mine is chock full of toys, books and games. I like to rotate my kids’ stuff out every once in a while. The trick is to dump the “fresh” batch of goodies somewhere far away from what you hope to pack up next or else little collectors will stage an intervention for their beloved hat and, alas, it will have to remain on the keep pile.

I have long ago learned to pick my battles, so if I hear the dreaded “Hey, why is my pink paper fan in here?” I often just give in and encourage her to take it out of the “put away pile” and I sneak her lunch bag puppet with the feathers into storage behind her back.

Do my covert methods offend you? Might I be scarring my little ones for life? If you think so, I suspect you might be of the hoarding variety and your family members can contact me via The Voice for intervention advice.

It may sound harsh, but really, how many stuffed animals does one girl need? Why do we have to constantly clean up sparkles and sequins?

The other method that I’ve attempted, with no great success, is the “one thing in, one thing out” rule. Wouldn’t it be great if we carried in two bags from the store and immediately gathered two bags to donate or recycle? Better yet, could we dispose of three full bags? Sigh… we are nowhere close to achieving such a thing.

I do have slight success when I appeal to my daughter’s charitable side. To her credit, she has learned that others can make use of the things she has outgrown. She will often make suggestions for the “give away” pile when I praise her big-girl generosity.

I jest about the situation, but there are a couple factors about it that seriously drive me crazy. I’m a type-A person and the messes drive me nuts, but it isn’t actually the messes that push my hot button the most; it is the lack of respect for the things we own that sends me into fits. When I scan the room and see, literally, hundreds of items spread across the landscape, my heart sinks when I realize my kids don’t value a single thing they own. When given full access to all their things, they are valueless pieces of plastic that litter the floor. If I try to scoop them up, then, and only then, do they begin to have value.

Secondly, I feel ashamed when I assess the massive clutter in my garage and I realize how “first-world” such a problem is. There are people starving and dying across the globe and I’m whining about the overwhelming amount of “things” that clutter my living space. Sheesh – I am one spoiled North American.

I can’t change the good fortune of being born a white female in North America (nor would I want to) but I am still committed to continuing the Battle of Overload while trying my best to be grateful for such problems. I know that much of the world’s population would love to have such problems.

Requiem for CBC

Although some local stations in Canada predate CBC’s founding, CBC is the oldest existing broadcasting network in Canada, first established in its present form on November 2, 1936, according to wikipedia.com.

Throughout its many years of existence, the CBC has always been distinctly Canadian. In fact, one of the reasons for its inception was to ensure Canadians had a station of our own, that the content was decidedly for Canadians by Canadians, and not so much dominated by the powerful networks of our American cousins.

There have always been programs whose themes draw on our uniquely Canadian pride, and on Canadian homegrown talent. Radio drama, for example, addressed issues of current affairs——-perhaps the most notable being ‘The Investigator’, which was based on the absurdity of the McCarthy era blacklisting—-—but also issues of unique Canadian concern. This country exists as one nation, certainly, but no one would deny the diversity of the regions of which it is comprised: the Far North; the East and West Coasts; the Prairies; Ontario and her Great Lakes; the Maritimes, the Quebec-ness of Quebec.

Through the medium of imaginative and diverse programming, the CBC has infiltrated the minds of discerning Canadians, keeping us interested as well as informed about each other via periodical shout-outs such as ‘Bringing Canadians Together’ and ‘Canada Lives Here’.

Last week, CBC ran an old clip of the illustrious Lister Sinclair, a long time CBC broadcaster and former host of the innovative radio program, ‘Ideas’, his words expressing simply that CBC is the one thing all Canadians have in common; it provides a medium of connectedness. I think of it sometimes as a binding thread that runs through this vast country. If we’re interested, we can tune in to programs like ‘Cross-Country Checkup’ and discover a diverse sampling of Canadians’ opinions on timely issues. It’s interesting and intellectually stimulating.

The Federal Government, in its recent budget, has sent waves of shock and dismay across the land by announcing unprecedented cuts to CBC funding. Hundreds of people will soon lose their jobs, opportunities for Canadian actors—–already scraping the bottom of the employment trough——will diminish to almost zero, and cheap commercials will soon invade programming on a CBC radio station near you.

Somewhere, the Voice of Reason has been chained to the wall of a dank basement and is, at this moment, being subjected to unspeakable acts of maltreatment.

Yet, for the most part, the citizens of Canada remain characteristically complacent, raising barely a murmur of protest. Somewhere, there is a sinister movement rising, it seems. When the citizens are fat and complacent, those in positions of power slowly slice away at the things the people have long taken for granted. No one notices. Until it’s much too late. You don’t miss your water, ‘til your well run dry.

Am I the only one feeling betrayed and angry at the undermining of the CBC? No. There are rumblings on the social networking sites. There are petitions. There are expressions of outrage, sadness, dissatisfaction, and malcontent. It’s not possible, at the moment, to determine whether or not any of it will be heard. It’s not even clear if those making the decisions listen at all to the populace. So we shall see.

But I’ll miss the voices of the CBC Drama Department. I’ll miss the engaging episodes of informative programs like ‘Dispatches’. I’ll miss many of the familiar voices connecting Canadians across the land, the voices that provide us with insight into places and people we may never see or meet, yet share something deep and dear to all of us: our Canadian Culture.

And I’ll hear the echoes of the voices even long after they’ve lost their opportunity to be heard, and I will remember them well.

I will also remember well the names and faces of those responsible for silencing those voices, and for the long, slow dismantling of the one entity that binds Canadians together in imagination, information, and pride.

Around The Campfire

Although it wasn’t the warmest morning for spring, this morning was a perfect morning, although mostly cloudy the sun tried to peek out, and the nasty wind of regular took a break and all was calm. What made it so perfect was Momma Robin was perched on her favourite branch in her favourite tree, singing her little heart out like life was so good, I stood there listening to her first serenade and signed a big relieve and agreed with her. Unless my home was on fire at the time, there isn’t much that stresses me out listening to that calming song. She has no idea what she means to me every spring.

Two evenings ago the second big sign of spring hit me, I was just leaving the shop and half way to the house when one frog in the back 40 pond decided to let the world know he had awaken. I stopped in my tracks to listen to him voice his spring thoughts or song, his frog song was slow at first, then picked up in excitement, causing another dozen frogs to join in his song, as it was actually chilly this evening and I was surprised they awoke, soon, on a warm evening there will be hundreds upon hundreds all singing at the same time.

I ventured out into the wilderness outdoors this past weekend finally to wear out some shoe leather, explore and soak in an outdoor adventure, and hopefully find my first Crocus in full bloom. The Crocus, springs first greenery and first blooming wild flower is hardy, so hardy I have pictures of them in full bloom sticking out of a patch of snow; however it was partially raining mixed with snow and very chilly. While the Crocus is hardy it likes a sunny day to show off its colourful bloom, so my search was in vain, however I thoroughly enjoyed myself with other aspects of the adventure.

I keep my eyes keen for antler sheds and was rewarded with a couple of good deer sheds both from mule and whitetail deer, however due to 2010’s harsh winter kill, antler sheds are at a premium this year to find. As I stumbled along a rough going deer trail deep in the thick woods, crossed with downfalls of trees from recent winds, I came over a little rise and spotted a good looking tall antler sticking out of the grass. Excitedly I ran toward my find, that’s what shed hunters do when they see an antler, it’s like if you don’t run and grab them, they will get up and run away or something. Anyway I thought I found the mother load shed of a huge mule deer but as I got closer moose hair carpeted the ground for yards all around, and the antlers were in fact a young moose that perished somehow during this winter.

With this winter being so mild, and the moose being a young prime age moose, I don’t believe it was a true winter kill and other factors were at play here, the complete white skeleton did not let up any clues as to the mystery either upon close inspection. It seemed like such a waste of such a fine moose, but is part of life in nature, as we “zigged” and “zagged” further down the trail, we came upon my absolute favourite tree in this large treed area, or in my whole county for that matter, a tree I have admired for years, I fondly call this tree “Bear-ly Home” spelled with “bear” instead of “bare” for a good reason.

It’s a tree just within a couple miles of my home, an area where bears should be, but a tree that a bear had visited for several springs, he would climb the tree all the way to the top, and lay in the tree tops unusual forks. The forks made up of four branches provided an natural nest or a bears penthouse bed a good 30 feet above the forest floor, he would climb the tree each spring and dine on the first fresh tree leave buds.

As he climbed up and down the tree he left huge perfect claw marks some a foot long the entire length of the tree top to bottom, now the scared tree, now healed showed the hardened deep scratches bold and black, preserved for the life of the tree.

I would love to bring this tree home and set it up on display in my shop from floor to ceiling which 16 foot high, but it has more meaning to me just where it still grows.

We saw a lot of wildlife and watched them carry on with their outdoor life and antics, we rose several deer from their beds catching a mid day nap, which was great to see, as they were healthy and numerous here.

All in all, regardless of the weather it was an awesome day in the outdoors, I enjoyed myself and was re-energized and felt like a spring chicken myself, I can’t wait to get out there again this weekend.

Although most of today’s column may seem boring to some, the adventures described have brightened my spirits beyond words, get out there and see just what I am enjoying.

When the Smoke Clears

Walking aimlessly in the wilderness makes me realize that… sometimes it’s necessary to go a long distance out of the way in order to come back a short distance correctly.

Campus Connections

Triple play of provincial awards for Lakeland apprentices

Lakeland carried on its winning tradition in a big way at this year’s awards banquet of the Alberta Apprenticeship & Industry Training Branch held in Edmonton on Friday, April 13.

Three Lakeland students claimed awards for this year’s top apprentices in the province. Luke Thompson was named the top agricultural equipment technician, Jonathan Crick was named the top carpentry apprentice, and Marc Bennett earned the honour of the top parts technician.

Each trades award is presented to the student who achieves the highest overall mark in their final period of training and receives a strong recommendation from their employer.

All three Lakeland award winners are students at the Vermilion campus.

Crick also won the Alberta Construction Top Carpenter award and the Top Construction Award. He works for Dwelling Places Inc. based in Bonnyville. Luke Thompson currently works for Hi-way Service in Vermilion and Marc Bennett works for First Truck Centre at Lloydminster.

This is the fifth consecutive year that a student who took their apprenticeship technical training at Lakeland received a major award from the provincial apprenticeship training branch. Ivan Cusack, an electrical instructor at Lakeland, was also nominated for a Top Instructor Award.

Make a Century Club nomination

As part of our centennial celebrations Lakeland College wants to acknowledge the top 100 people, things and events that shaped our history. Our goal is to have noteworthy moments, occasions, people and maybe even animals that represent each of our eras.

If you have someone or something you think needs to be recognized as part of the Lakeland College legacy, please use the nomination form on our Centennial website.

Nominations will help our historical acknowledgement committee choose the Century Club members. The Century Club will be acknowledged on the centennial website and will also be compiled in other formats suitable for a centennial keepsake. To get a form go to http://www.lakelandcollege.ca/top100-form

Working cowboy competition & sale results

This year’s Working Cowboy Competition and Working Cowboy Horse Sale on April 13 and 14 were resounding successes. Both events were at the Vermilion campus’ Indoor Riding Arena.

The Working Cowboy Competition had the most entries ever with 40 teams in ranch roping, 22 in the ranch horse, 14 bronc riders, and 14 stock dogs.

The top two novice teams in the ranch roping were the college’s western ranch and cow horse students and alumni. The first team was student Cory Thompson and alumnus Scott Schiek. The second team was Morgan Tory and Dustin Neudorf.

The top three teams in the open ranch roping also had some familiar faces including alumni Sam Morrison and Steve Millar, along with Millar’s mom Theresa. Steve Millar was also crowned Canada’s Greatest Working Cowboy at the event.

At the Working Cowboy Horse Sale, 33 horses and five Angus bulls were sold. The average price of the five bulls sold was $3,460 with the highest selling bull selling for $6,200 to Bell Rock Angus.

The high selling horse (GR High Brow) consigned by Dennis Dube sold for $11,500. The 2001 sorrel Quarter Horse gelding is the highest selling horse from any of the college’s previous working cowboy horse sales.

All of the sales price averages were up this year as compared to last year. For example, the average on the top five horses was $6,840 as compared to $6,390; the average on the top 10 horses was $5,990 as compared to last year’s average of $5,455. The average on all 33 horses was $3,944 as compared to last year’s average of $3,753.

Runaway with us!

The Lakeland Runaway is Saturday May 12. The marathon, half marathon, 10 km & 5 km runs plus open walk (10 km) and kids walk (2km) are at the Vermilion Provincial Park. To register go to http://www.lakelandcollege.ca.