About Upper Canada
Before you jump back into our past there are a few things you should know. The area on the Upper St. Lawrence is vast and wild. To travel from one end to the other would take days, by water. This being the quicker route, as roads are at best rough, muddy trails through thick woods.
At least one regional stretch in between is considered uninhabitable, a magnificent outcrop of rocky hills on and under pristine water, magically resurfacing as tens of hundreds of individual islands.
In places, the rapids are dangerous and so unpredictable that we enjoy a booming trade of forwarding, moving goods around perilous waters. And in this halfway place, we are the lifeline between the bustling commercial centre of Montreal and the rest of the upper British colony.
Our region also includes an established Tyendinaga settlement further up river into the sea-like lake of Ontario. The Mohawks who live there came with many of the other settlers, fleeing a revolution in the New York valley to the south. If it wasn’t theft of a life, it was barbarism by hot tar and dirty avian feathers.
Yet despite the brutality of politics, regardless of the disappointment of being driven from generations of domestic progress, even after the exhaustion of trying to build again at the costal edge of a foreign wilderness; a few decades have done much to heal. Where heart struggles to overcome, the wealth of commerce soothes even the longest bereaved.
There are perhaps 37,000 people living on our side of the river. Hundreds per settlement.
With roads as impassable as ours, we are much closer with those on the south side of the river, than with fellow loyalists here to the north.