A couple weeks ago, no more like a month ago, Makenna and I took the side by side down the highway to a little spot where I spotted some cars and stuff.

We found some trucks and cars and cars and lots and lots of lady slippers.  Lady slippers make me think of my Grandpa.

We found this beauty and texted Grandpa to see if he could fix this up for Makenna.  We figured 4 years notice would be lots of time for him to get it going.  He said it was a stretch.

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Anyways, here is a collection of some of the photos I took that day.  You many not notice but the clouds were glorious that day!

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I actually find myself looking for roofs and vehicles now.



This is one of the first houses I photographed and one of the first houses I actually went inside of.

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I love this house.  So at least once a year I go back to visit it and see what’s changed.  I can’t believe how much its grown over since my last visit.

When I started taking photos of the old houses, I didn’t really focus much on the barns and other out buildings so because the skies were amazing that day, I did.

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This yard is still used for storage and there is a path leading out to a field.  The current landowner frequents this location often.

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According to my research, this yard that was known for its stunning flower gardens.  On our way out, we spotted a lone pink peony growing in the tall grass.  I had put all of my stuff away as we were traveling by side by side down the dirt roads so I didn’t want anything getting dusty.

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My daughter was very interested in this van and what happened to it.  I’ll have to do some asking around and find out for her.  I wonder if she would believe me if I told her that the accident was a result of texting and driving.

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And you may recall this little blue truck, from previous posts, although Mother Nature is really taking it over.

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I would LOVE to see a photograph of this house when it was in its prime.


Likely not. Or maybe. This truck and another car were parked on the edge of a field, up off ditch, in a field. Their placement was hard to take good pictures of because all around them were piles of other stuff that seemed to be pushed aside and out of the way.

This truck probably played a big part of someone’s farming operation at one time.


R.W. was born December 4, 1882 in Cumberland, Ontario and moved to Manitoba in 1886 when he was just 4 years old.  His Grandparents immigrated to Canada from Belfast, Ireland.

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Upon arriving in Manitoba his father listed his worldly possessions as his wife, children (4 at the time), two horses, two colts, two cows and $7.00 in cash.  They knew their destination and settled in a one room 14 x 16 log shanty with a sod roof.  Within 4 years, 4 more children were born.  His wife was considered a frail woman.  At the age of 36 she developed a cough and died.


Their son R.W. settled on this piece of land and in 1905 he married a woman from Fairfax.  Their home was said to be very welcoming and the door was always open, so much so that ministers and evangelists made it their headquarters.

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They lived first in a log house and then built this beautiful brick Eaton’s Earlsfield home which was later occupied by his Grandson and his family.

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When I first spotted this house from a mile over, pulling up I knew this had to be an Eaton’s home.  This is the 3rd one in my area that I have found.  This was Eaton’s most popular style.

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R.W. served on the local board for many years and was the chairman of the yearly local Christmas concerts.

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Mrs. died in 1947 and Mr. eventually re-married and moved to Calgary.  He passed in 1965.

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Their son, L.W. married a widow with four children.  Together they had a son of their own who went on to farm on the land.  L.W. married and together he and his wife had three children.

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Grandfather, son and grandson were all educated at the same school.

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B.W. was born in Chili in 1871 and as a young boy returned to England with his family where they stayed until his mother passed away in 1887.  At that time his family of 6 brothers and 4 sisters all went their separate ways.  He came to Canada in 1888 and his brother followed him a year later.


In 1890 the brothers acquired this piece of land and lived in this old log house.

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The land was broken with walking plows and oxen.

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In 1891 their sister came to Canada and helped her brothers on their farm until she married.  Her husband passed away in 1894 and at that time she decided to return to England.  In 1892 their other brother came to Canada and purchased his own land not far from them.

The family was known for the musical ability and in particular their ability to play piano, organ and to sing and act.  They also enjoyed cricket, tennis and football.

In 1899 they built a new house.

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This property is beautifully treed and there are many outbuildings.

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In 1910 they built this steel barn.

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The brothers started raising horses and did so until the 1930’s.  At one time there were 36 horses in the barn to be fed and watered and when needed, there were as many as 8 to 10 horses ready to work in the fields each day.

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Horse power was used for crushing and the grain was cut and stacked until the Fall to await the steam threshing outfit of many workers.  In 1918 they bought their own threshing machine and slowly the heavy machinery took over the work on the farm.

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B.W. was married in 1903.  Together they had 3 daughters.

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B.W contracted pneumonia and passed away on November 18, 1923.  May, his oldest daughter returned to the farm with her husband in 1927 when Uncle L took ill.  In 1929 they moved into the small cottage with their sons to take over the farm from her father and uncle.

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Uncle L and BW’s wife both passed away in 1965.  BW’s grandson, CD later took over the farming operations on this land.  He married in 1950 and raised 4 children here.

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When Mrs. D sold this property, this farm had been a part of her husband’s family history for over 100 years.    Even after their retirement, Mr. D still drove out to the farm to keep up the property and do a little bit of farming.  When Mrs. decided to sell, she was offered help to clean the property.  By clean the property she assumed that these people were offering to clean the yard, etc.

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These individuals attended to the house and property and helped themselves to personal belongings in the home, as well as grates and wood banisters from inside the home.  They attempted to sell same online for a profit and when police were involved the discussion was deemed a misunderstanding between the parties.


This little ghost town has been on my must see list for some time.  Being stuck in the house for 3 weeks, Friday was the perfect day to get out and see something different.
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Gordon Phillips, a Mechanical Engineer and notable resident of Lauder, wrote in his book “The Rise and Fall of a Prairie Town”:  The town of Lauder did not come into being until after the arrival of the railroad in 1891. The first settlers however came into the district eight to ten years earlier. The first one to settle into the area was  Mr. W. J. Higgins.
The first post office for the district as established in the home of W. J. Higgins in 1884 and was known as the Melgund post office. Before that, people got their mail from Brandon or Souris by anyone who happened to make a trip there. It closed in 1889 but there were post offices in Hartney and again Lauder, after the railroad was built.   The first school was built and opened on July 11, 1884. It was named the Rose School, later renamed Melgund School. There were multiple schools built in the years to follow.
There are conflicting reports on the naming of the town. One report says that it was to be called Bradford and another that it was to be called Rochester. In any event, the C.P.R. named it Lauder after the Venerable Archdeacon John Strutt Lauder, Rector of Christ Church in Ottawa.
In March, 2019 June Timms reported as follows:  Lauder was very well established for many years, but it slowly began to dwindle as the farm population grew smaller as well as transportation evolved. There two factors are the main factors as to why many prairie towns became nearly extinct to this day.   To this day the Lauder Community Inn is the hub of the community for the Lauder area.  It serves all ages in a variety of different ways. It provides a Postal Outlet for the community which is well used and includes mail services for Maple Grove Colony close by and, with the increase in online shopping, has become an important means of receiving parcels.  We are able to use the “Inn” to hold meetings, Sunday School, crafting events, exercising, “leave a book, take a book” and enjoying recreational time. It houses a piano, pool table, meeting room, and coffee shop/convenience store. We are also able to enjoy the fellowship of lunches together a few times per week.
Though the population of the town of Lauder has dwindled to only four people, six people at certain seasons, the surrounding community continues to thrive. We have an enviable array of age groups, from young families, to senior residents, who have chosen to remain in the community.
The community also has a community hall, and a United Church that are still active and viable. We are proud to say that we are still able to operate a Sunday School which has about ten members currently. The hall is used for funerals, or funeral lunches and many other rentals over the course of the year.
Coming into the town, this was the first home we came across.  I have seen many photos posted from this town but I had no idea that this was right there, in this little place, surrounded by other things. And where others live. Like, Snowflake, Manitoba, except there is more here than there.
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The resident of this house was out sunning himself in the grass when we pulled up. When I got out of the car he took off so fast that he didn’t even touch one of the steps going into the house.  He was a large, tabby cat. The kids figured they were going to lure him outside and rescue him!

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I’ve seen photos of this truck and house many times but it was what was behind it that really caught my attention.

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A Studebaker.  What an incredible old truck.  Possibly 1948 to 1953.  I was told today that its likely a 1950’s.  The old vehicles don’t typically get me too excited but these two old trucks were in excellent condition.  So nice to see.  When I posted same on Facebook, one lady even replied giving the name of the owner of this truck.  So cool.

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 A short drive down the street revealed more abandoned homes but also a couple of occupied residences.  My son wasn’t happy about me getting out and taking photos but I assured him that the people that live in this town are probably pretty used to people coming in and taking photos of the old houses.  And I had no intentions of taking photos of homes or properties of the homes that are lived in.

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I’ve seen this house posted numerous times.  I would imagine it was very elegant in its time.  Its very treed in at the front and I wasn’t prepared to tresspass.

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This nice brick house was right across the street.  There were several old homes in this town and I could have photographed several more but only stopped for the ones that really caught my attention.

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I wasn’t going to stop for this house but did when I noticed the sign above the door.  The home of G. Ramsay.  Of course the first thing I thought of was Hell’s Kitchen.

If your interested in this kind of stuff, I really do suggest you make the trip.  I do hesitate to post the location of this town but I know that most people know where it is anyways. I just hope that everyone respects peoples property and belongings.




Remember that trip I took to the old abandoned town on New Years Eve when I almost turned around and abandoned mission?  The one I’ve been posting about for the last week?  How many finds am I up to now?  Ya, I’ve lost track too.

Well this is one that I could access from the road so I got it on the way back home as the sun was setting and the fog was lifting.

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As I was playing around with different lenses and angles I thought, this house looks familiar.  Well sure enough, when I got home, it was a house that I had been trying to find in the area.  It wasn’t really in the area that the original poster said it was but regardless I found it.  As I did not have permission to enter the property and I do not have an RM map for this area, I cannot provide a history of the property.


Being on holidays and with the beautiful weather we’ve had, I had to get out and get some of my must see buildings off my to-do list.  I thought I’d venture out to the abandonded town of Snowflake, Manitoba.

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As I got closer and closer, it got foggier and foggier and I one point, or two, I contemplated turning around.  When I realized it was further than I thought and there was about 16 kms of gravel to travel, I thought about it again.

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I pushed through and while I’m not happy with the photos, its done.  There really is nothing left in the town even though I’m sure there are 3 families living within the town, two just on the outskirts.

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There was even a lit , neon open sign in an old shop in a business close to this one.

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When the railway line into Snowflake was abandoned, the writing was on the wall for this small town in south-central Manitoba.

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Border Branch No. 207 of the Royal Canadian Legion, originally founded at Snowflake in 1947, surrendered its charter in 1986 and its war memorial, built in 1961, was moved to La Riviere in 2006.

The Snowflake School was closed in 1992 and while I didn’t see it on my drive through the town, I did find this.

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The United Church closed in 1994.  Snowflake’s unmaintained roads and buildings bear testament to the gradual decline of this once-thriving farming community.

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What I gather was once a busy town, enterwined with town folks and farms just along its outskirts, there was no evidence of anyone there today.

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One home I drove by looked new and another, which I initially thought was also abandonded, was not.

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This barn was the first building I came across as I entered the town off the highway.  The main road was snow covered and shale covered.

A fellow abandonded photographer advised me to be sure I drove a little further, so that I didn’t miss the beauitful old mansion.

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As I did not have permission to enter any of these properties, today’s trip was all road side photography.

Maybe most exciting for the town at the time was that this is the home town of NHL’er, Justin Falk.  Drafted 110th overall in 2007, he was born October 11, 1988.  I’m sure the sign on the highway once proudly displayed his name.  It is faded and unreadable now.


Sam came to the Ninga District with his family in 1882.  He worked for others for a small wage until he bought this property on October 23, 1893.  He married Isabel in March 14, 1894 and raised 12 children on this property.

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In 1966 the property was sold to the Peters Family, also immigrated from Russia.

There is no home visable on the land except for this truck.  The front of the property from the road is completely grown over by cariganas.  I took a walk down a field lane and was met by many birds and butterflies but the dense bush did not reveal what it was hiding.

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I do love this old truck that sits proudly outside its home.


This is by far the smallest house I have been in yet.  In fact, it is so small that the dozen of times that I have driven by it I was sure it was just an old shed.


Tucked away in a pasture, you don’t really see much except a very small roof.  The view once you get to the house is spectacular.  My pictures don’t do it justice.


There wasn’t a whole lot to see here, the remnants of some old equipment and a gas tank.  I was sure that the house was moved off its foundation and likely served as some sort of shelter.  Regardless we were able to enter it, the roof was pretty much intact but there were no windows or doors.


It was very small and there was no floor, it was right on the bare ground.  The tires on the frame of the care were still completely intact.

Heading off the property we came across this pile of wood, wires and scrap.  I was then convinced that the house had in fact been moved.



I’ll be the very first to admit that the old vehicles and equipment don’t usually interest me that much.  Sometimes, depending on their placement but for the most part that is really Reg’s department and his passion.


One day we came across this and I have to say, I was enthralled!


No words are really necessary for this post.