Donald Smith drives the Last Spike on the Canadian Pacific Railway - 7 Nov 1885 Alexander J. Ross.
2 August 2013
The Last Spike Brought B.C. into Confederation
Craigellachie British Columbia - Along a lonely, winding stretch of the Trans-Canada Highway, past Sicamous and before that last turn
towards Revelstoke, there is a place forlorn and forsaken, its significance hardly reflected by its physical location.
It is Craigellachie B.C., the place where the Last Spike was driven into the Canadian Pacific Railway in 1885, sealing the promise that brought British
Columbia into Confederation, ending more than a decade of political uncertainty and enabling us to celebrate BC Day as we are doing this weekend, from the
comfort of our hammocks or sofas.
Famous for a staged photo featuring men in top hats doing the work of labourers, Cragellachie is easy to miss, I nearly did, twice, forcing a tricky U-turn on
a road trip to Banff a few years ago.
A small sign hints at a place of historical interest.
But on the day I discovered it, no one else was there to read the commemorative plaque, admire the cairn, or pop into the deserted gift shop where one can
purchase small locomotives, if one wishes.
The impromptu visit stirred locked away memories of Grade 5 social studies classes, watching what felt like years of an adapted Pierre Berton mini-series on
the railway saga containing more questionable acting and melodrama than 10-year-olds would ever be able to appreciate.
But my teacher, Russ MacMath, must have made it entertaining enough to pound into our heads that the decision for what was then the Colony of British Columbia
(established 2 Aug 1858) to do a deal with Ottawa was as much about the romantic nation-building notions of uniting Canada from coast-to-coast as it was about
getting B.C. out of a financial pickle.
With the economic good times of the Gold Rush turned to brass, and as the United States rattled its sabres and talked of annexing B.C. in the 1860's, the deal
to build a railroad and absorb B.C.'s massive debt burden was enough to convince members of B.C.'s Confederation League to come to terms.
Negotiators included three future B.C. premiers: Amor De Cosmos, John Robson, and Robert Beaven.
But if they were congratulating themselves at the time, their work would be left incomplete for nearly 15 years.
For a while, it looked like the railway might never be completed.
The so-called Pacific Scandal saw allegations that railway building contracts were given in return for political favours.
It sank Prime Minister John A. Macdonald and his Conservatives at the ballot box.
Liberal Prime Minister Alexander Mackenzie was no fan of the railway, and called the terms under which this province had come into Canada
"impossible".
It makes me wonder if this first general election was when the federal Liberals lost B.C. once and for all.
But for the return of a gin-loving Macdonald to political power, and the scores of Chinese migrant workers who gave their lives blasting through B.C.'s
unforgiving mountain terrain, I wondered what might have become of B.C.
Might we have wound up Americans?
I also wondered at our own seeming lack of a sense of history or respect for deserted Craigellachie.
Where were the tour buses?
Where were the guides?
If this were China, I thought, it would be teeming with picture takers.
Indeed, I might guess that as many Chinese visitors have shuffled on guided tours through the hallways of the B.C. Legislature in Victoria this summer as
visitors from our province.
It is that they care more about monuments and places of historical significance in their own country and abroad than we do as British Columbians?
Not so, says Kenny Zhang, Senior Research Analyst at the Asia Pacific Foundation in Vancouver.
He points to a combination of factors.
For example, Chinese visitors flock to Gravenhurst, Ontario, the home of Dr. Norman Bethune, the medical pioneer who is a hero in China.
But Zhang says much of a Chinese tourist's travel itinerary abroad is decided by marketing to tour operators, not some sense of historical
obligation.
Zhang says the emerging class of Chinese visitor to Canada, or anywhere else in the world, is relatively new to international travel.
"They are taken to monuments.
They are taken for lunch, and for shopping," he says.
It's all new to them.
Perhaps not unlike the way North Americans, newly mobilized by affordable cars and a road system, spent vacations driving themselves anywhere, stopping for
lunch, and driving back.
That made me feel a bit better about things.
Perhaps as British Columbians we're doing as good a job honouring our province at backyard barbeques and in the great outdoors this weekend.
But, should you find yourselves on the Trans-Canada Highway, heading to Golden to golf, or to Salmon Arm for some fishing, see if you can slow down enough to
make a sharp turn at Craigellachie and stop for a moment to think on the country our founders forged out of fiscal practicality, back breaking hard work, a
hint of scandal, and a splash of gin.
I think we've done alright.
Happy BC Day.
Shachi Kurl.
Learn more about Canadian Pacific Railway's Last Spike here.
Editor's Note: And by the way... Craigellachie is pronounced Cray-GAL-a-key, not Craig-a-LATCHY.
Vancouver Island British Columbia Canada
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