The Robson Valley has a wealth of unique characters. I once thought that we should create a bingo-like card with photos of local characters on it, that we could hand out to tourists, and they could check off the ones that they had run into.
Greggo is a trapper who lives in a log cabin 10 miles down a logging road in the middle of nowhere. Their cabin is “Off the grid” so it is heated entirely by wood. The logging road that gets him to his cabin, is not plowed in the winter, so Greggo has to rely on a snowmobile trip to get to and from his cabin.
Greggo is a walking hurricane. Whenever I run into him, I feel like I have to brace myself. He is very friendly, constantly patting you on the shoulder, but he speaks very loudly and not alway coherently, and I often find it difficult to understand what he is talking about.
Here is what I understood from an encounter with Greggo that I had years ago:
We were walking our dog down Jervis Road one winter’s day, and a car came by. It was Greggo and when he saw it was us walking, the car stopped, so he could talk.
He said that the day before, they had come to town. When they were done, his son carried his Greggo’s partner back to their cabin on the snowmobile. Greggo stayed at the start of the road waiting for for the snowmobile to return to pick him up, to take him back to the cabin.
He waited and waited, but the snowmobile never returned. After a couple of hours, “Greggo.” began to worry that something happened.
Eventually his mate came snowshoeing back to Greggo. It seemed like the snowmobile had a serious breakdown, which left them without transportation into their cabin and not knowing what to do about it, because they really depend on the snowmobile.
They have a few small farm animals at their cabin, and they couldn’t really leave the cabin unattended for long. When I met Greggo on the road, they were driving into McBride seeking a solution to their problem. I assume the only way they can solve it is to find someone who will loan them a snowmobile for a while.
We wished them good luck, they got back into the car and drove away. With all the excitement over, we resumed our walk down the quiet lonely country road.
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