Long, long ago, a native band belonging to the Wolf clan lived on the shores of Tsla-a-wat, an inlet close by Vancouver. Now the inlet is called Indian Arm. This band was very proud of its family crest of a Wolf. It was carved on the house posts and it decorated many of the wooden dishes, tools and other things used by the people. The story of the Wolf was a favourite one among the Tsla-a-wat children. Grandparents never got tired of telling how the village of Tum-ta-mayh-tun was once deserted and left to ruins and when, many years later, it was

again filled with happy people. And all because of an inquisitive Mother Wolf.The children were told that a terrible sickness came to the village in that long ago time. Everyone died — all except one tiny baby boy. He was too young even to have a name, so we will call him “No-name.” There was no one left to care for him and he would have died too if a she-wolf had not come by and, seeing no people about, started sniffing around the village. She wondered where everybody was. It was so quiet. No sounds of children playing or men busy at their work. There was only the calling of gulls and two ravens wheeling high in the sky. The tide

was far out, but no one dug clams on the beach. No smoke curled from the blackened smoke holes on any of the buildings. The she-wolf nosed around till she was satisfied that no harm threatened her. Then she trotted into the house where “No-name” was sleeping. While looking for food, she wandered up to the baby’s cradle and peered in.The she-wolf gave a little whine of surprise when she saw the baby. When No-name woke up and began to whimper, she was reminded of her four cubs she had left in their den on the hillside. As she gazed, she sniffed. This must be a man-cub, she decided, recognizing the same scent

she caught from hunters in the forest. But where was his mother? The she-wolf hesitated. Surely this small thing must be cared for! She took the baby up in her powerful jaws and started for home. She carried him gently, but it was hard to hold his squirming little naked body. As for No-name, being carried in a wolf’s mouth was a very strange and scary experience. He was used to being carried on his mother’s back. Also, he missed his warm cedar bark blanket and his diaper of soft moss.

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April 2, 2015 marks 100 days until thousands of Scouts from across B.C., Canada, and the world converge on Camp Barnard for a week of adventure. Are you ready?

100 Day Countdown!

March 2015Vol. 1 No. 3

Legend of the She-Wolf of Tsla-a-wat Tsla-a-wat LegendPrinted with Permission

Letters to the EditorDear Editor,What is Camp Barnard like? How far will I have to walk each day?

Camp Barnard is a 250 acre camp nestled in a west coast forest filled with Douglas Fir trees. The subcamps will be located approximately one kilometer from the bus drop off. Units will be expected to carry their gear in. The subcamp road is compacted dirt and is relatively flat. Good, sturdy hiking boots or walking shoes will be helpful in conquering PJ.

Do you have a burning question? Send it to the Editor at lighthouse@pj2015.ca

From coast to coast to coast, Scouts, Venturers, Rovers, and Leaders are getting ready to travel to Vancouver Island for PJ 2015.

Scouter Tim Boston (left) and Scouter George Dow (right) will be traveling to B.C. from London, Ontario to be Offers of Service (OOS) at their second PJ. Scouter Tim will be working in the Scuba program, and Scouter George will be working food services.

Where are you coming from? Send a picture of yourself or patrol to lighthouse@pj2015.ca along with where you are from, and what you are looking forward to most about PJ 2015. You could see yourself in the next issue of The Lighthouse!

Cub Day Avast me Hearties! The Wolves of the Salish Seas will be gathering to take Camp Barnard by storm. Our Pirate crews will be spending the day keeping an eye on the skallywagg Scouts taking part in the Provincial Jamboree (they be a sly and shifty group, they are.)

Learn to trade badges with the best of them, send messages across the distance to inspire fear in the masses, set your brand to leather, and prove to all and sundry that you’re a knottiest kind of pirate.

$15 per CubWednesday July 15th 2015Arrival Time: 10:00amDeparture Time: 4:30pmBring your own bagged lunch.

Additional information and registration are available on the Cub Day page on the PJ website.

Program HighlightsOver the next few editions of The Lighthouse we will be highlighting a selection of PJ program activities. See the program page on the PJ website for complete details.

George’s Quest (Obstacle Course) Are you looking for an activity that will keep you on the move for three hours? Are you looking to test your intellectual skills, physical capabilities and ability to work in a team environment? Are you looking for an activity that will give your Scouters the night off because you will be so tired you will be in bed early? Do you think you have the ability to take all that George throws at you? If you are not a boater, biker, hiker or tourist what is left for you? Come and enjoy Georges Quest where we will be happy to entertain you for your program period. We will supply the whole seat but you’ll only need the edge.

Going for Gold (Sooke Potholes) Discover the Sooke Potholes Provincial Park – a series of deep, polished rock pools and potholes carved naturally into the bedrock of the Sooke River. Come experience the thrill of gold prospecting and learn some of the rich gold history of BC along with current rules and regulations regarding hand panning in British Columbia. Then put your new skills to work and take on the opportunity to hand pan for gold. With some hard work, there is a guaranteed pay dirt.

Log Jam (Logger Sports) Hammering, cutting, and throwing? Join the ranks of the top Logger Sports athletes. Try your hand at five Logger Sports including the Nail Drive, Choker Obstacle Race, Two-Scout Bucksaw Race, Axe Throwing, and Log Splitting. These are in addition to other Logger activities which are available during your free time. Separately, you can rise to new heights with pole climbing, also located near the Logger Sports Program area.

Salish Lagoon Challenges (Barnard Beach) The Salish Lagoon Challenge is a fun and energetic program designed for you to spend half your time on land and the other half in the water. In the water, try a variety of fun activities including a challenging water race, along with opportunities to try your feet at key-log rolling, water trampolines, beach volleyball and paddle boats. The land activity challenges are designed to see how well you can work with others. On land, a dunk tank, a balancing board challenge and bouncing off your friends and scoring points in Zorb Balls will create even more fun and laughter.

The Wall (Rock Climbing) A natural granite wall, located in a beautiful forest setting is the challenge ahead. There will be several routes from easy to challenging, great for your first or hundredth time climbing. A new rappelling area is being developed and we also offer some simple bouldering walls and a great prusik climb activity for more fun and to ease the first time climbers into the new skill.

Strap on a harness and challenge a real rock face and then rappel down the other side under the watchful care of our trained belayers.

Helmets, belaying devices and harnesses are supplied.

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Babies’ memories are short. The little orphan quickly forgot his wooden cradle. He even stopped wondering where his mother was. Cuddling up to his woolly foster brothers and sisters, he soon felt as if the den had always been his home and the wolves his family. After a while came the time for hunting lessons. Of course, No-name could never hope to kill the animals the cubs were being taught to stalk, but he shared in the lessons and did the best he could. The child grew big and strong on the raw red meat of deer and elk. Having never tasted the food that humans eat, he did not miss it. Nor did he miss the joy of playing, for wolf cubs enjoy games of tag, hide-and-go-seek, and wrestling as much as any boy. The she-wolf and her mate treated No-name as their own and were very proud of the son who walked on two legs and had no fur on his body. One day, when No-name was a teenager, he went exploring by himself. After wandering for some time in the forest, he came to the village where he had been born. In amazement he stared at the great empty houses, now falling into ruin. Surely these were dens. But who had lived in them? Certainly not wolves. Inquisitively, No-name examined stone tools and weatherworn wooden dishes half-hidden in the long grass. What could these strange things be? While still puzzling, No-name noticed a bow and arrow. They were lying in the shelter of a big rock which had saved them from spoiling during the many years of sun and rain. No-name picked up the bow and arrow. After fiddling with them for a few minutes he saw how they could be used. Before long he sent an arrow flying straight and true to hit the tree he aimed at. No-name could hardly wait to get home and show his exciting find to the family. Next day, when hunting with his foster brothers, he killed a deer with his arrow. The wolves were astonished and prouder of him than ever. Although happy enough, No-name did sometimes wish he could find someone like himself. No-name decided that her must go away and search for men. He sat beside his foster mother and stroked her soft grey fur, trying to make her understand what he had to do. He promised that she would be remembered forever among his people, if he could find them. So No-name set out on a long journey which took him far across the mountains to the rolling plains. One day he stopped at the top of a low hill and looked down onto a large group of strange cone shaped objects. He ran as fast as he could down the hillside towards the tipis, for that is what the cone shaped objects were. The Plains people welcomed the young stranger, offered him a home, and promised to show him the ways of men. Before long No-name married a pretty young girl from the tribe. When he told her about the beautiful country he had come from. With its great forests and mountains and the bountiful sea, she agreed to return there with him. After many weeks of travel, they arrived at the shores of Tsla-a-wat. The young husband and wife had lots of children and their children had more children, and so on down the years until once again the village was filled with busy, happy people. No-name kept his promise to his foster mother by making a wolf the proud crest of the clan that she founded.

LEAVE NO TRACEAT PJ

PJ 15 will be the first PJ with both recycling and organic waste collection. The Greater Victoria landfill does not accept either recyclables or organic material. Your campsite and many other areas around Camp Barnard will have marked buckets for recyclables, organics and what little garbage is left over. The Lighthouse will sponsor a contest for the most imaginative holding centre for your buckets. Remember, Scouts Leave No Trace!

We Want Your Story! Are YOU coming to PJ? How are you fundraising? How is your Group getting there? What do you think of the program activities? The Lighthouse, the PJ 15 Newspaper, wants to know! Send us your stories and pictures and we’ll put them in the paper, either online or in the daily news at PJ!

Send in your stories to lighthouse@pj2015.ca

Rain. We need it to live, but sometimes it can be a hassle and bum us out. People from Vancouver should already be prepared for this because we almost never see the sun, ever, I’m not even joking. But what’s camping without a little challenge? I was walking around Middle Earth this morning taking notes on what different groups are doing to Be Prepared for this unfortunate weather. The first visit was to the Lothlorien headquarters, where they were giving out fresh happy faces hoping it would catch on to damp Scouts. 1st Creston was a small camp site I found in New Fouglith. The two Scouters, Carrie and Ester, with a Scout, Andrew, told me that they had sent some of their Scouts into town to buy a bigger tarp. They are helping out their neighbours. I also sat down (more like stood under a tarp) with Camp Ranger Willy from Camp Barnard, where PJ 2015 will be held. He told me that New Foug- lith was prepared for anything; he added, “How will people get clean without the rain?”Scouter Mike and Scouter Paul told me that 1st Neck Point was ready for the worst with a massive tarp and a good deck of cards to kill the time. I didn’t see one frown. The boys from 6th Central Surrey, Jamie, Chris, Cyrus and Robert set up a tarp able to span three picnic tables. Their Scouters, P.K and Peter, were very proud of their boys and their breakfast sandwiches. As you can see, people are doing fine with a bit of liquid sunshine. It’s even healthy for you; it keeps your skin nice and fresh, which is especially important for the leaders.

Carl WiebeReporter, The Shire News

From the ArchivesPJ 2011 started off soggier than expected, but as reporter Carl Wiebe found out, Scouts and their Leaders made the best of it.

Originally published in The Shire News on July 14, 2011.