Book Review: Superior Rendezvous Place

 

The city of Thunder Bay, in northern Ontario near the far western end of Lake Superior, is a curious city when one looks into it.  As cities go, the entity is quite young, having only been formed in 1969.  But it was formed by the merger of 3 smaller cities, one of which bore the name of Fort William, and Fort William itself had, for a brief moment in time, a crucial role in the settlements of both the Canadian and American interiors.  As its name implies, it was initially an actual Fort – a fortified settlement, but not a military one.  Fort William was a trading and commercial hub, a deliberate outpost of the same sort of ventures that gained India for Britain.  Fort William was the key interior post of the Northwest Company.  As with its more famous British contemporaries, the Hudson Bay Company and the East India Company, the NWC’s pursuit of trade in effect claimed much of what today is western Canada.  Moreover, much of early American trade either crossed through, or crossed swords with the traders of the NWC.  Superior Rendezvous-Place: Fort William in the Canadian Fur Trade, by Jean Morrison, is an approachable history of this settlement, and its significant, if rather brief time as a vital hub of early Canada.

These are 10 man canoes – still much smaller than the big trading canoes.

Superior Rendezvous-Place begins with background history on the discoveries of the interior of North America, French and British explorations, and early commercial networks for shipping manufactured goods in, to barter with the natives in exchange for furs (chiefly beaver), and to then packaged and ship the furs back out to ports, thence to Europe.  In the absence of roads, the many lakes and rivers of the Canadian interior were mapped and surveyed for the purpose of the portage – trade routes navigated by crews in massive birch-bark canoes.  The French developed their network across what is today lower Canada and Michigan, across the Great Lakes, and from there even further into the interior.  The British, by way of the Hudson Bay Company, entered the interior from Hudson Bay.  In the 7 Years War (the French and Indian War), France lost Canada, and the Scottish Clan McTavish, eager businessmen, saw an opportunity to replace the old French network with one of their own.

Jean Morrison tells the life of the Northwest Company as it revolved around its trade networks, and how those networks competed both with the Hudson Bay Company, and with John Jacob Astor’s rival American Fur company for dominance over the interior fur trade.  This competition over territory and native tribal loyalties also extended to competition over who was allowed to use which networks of lakes and rivers for portage, with all sides scouting out the easiest and most navigable routes – the ones where their crews were required to do the least work to lug canoes and cargoes around rapids and waterfalls.  This competition over trade and resources had all three companies attempting to create, in the days before rail, a sort of rapid overland version of the fabled Northwest Passage, even spurring the first trading colonies on the Pacific coast (which prompted military intervention in the War of 1812).  NWC voyageurs (the crews that manned the massive canoes) and officers even formed military units during the War of 1812, which fought near Lake Champlain and assisted (in competition with the HBC) in the seizure of Michilimacinac, while standing by in case of any incursions nearer to home – helping keep Canda out of US hands.

Kakabeka Falls

Fort William has some other curious points in its history.  What became Fort William was not the intended or original location.  Their original choice for Rendezvous (the large annual trade exchange) was a short distance south on a different river mouth, at a location that was established by the French as Grand Portage, near the Pigeon River.  The ascent up the river systems was easier from this point, whereas the Kaministiquia River, where Fort William would be located, had a massive waterfall (Kakabeka Falls), requiring a strenuous portage up sharp incline.  And so the NWC first established its presence further south.  The Treaty of Paris in 1783 may have settled the American War for Independence, and set the geographic bounds of the young United States, but the map makers in Paris were far removed from the lands and peoples they were dividing.  To the annoyance of the NWC traders, Grand Portage was set just within in the bounds of the United States.  For twenty years, as the NWC established itself, the United States largely ignored their presence.  When US tax collectors finally made their presence known, the NWC burned Grand Portage to the ground and established Fort William further north.

Jean Morrison spends a great deal of time discussing the people who controlled and lived in Fort William during its heyday.  Voyageurs were recruited, or otherwise found their way to Fort William truly from the world over.  Morrison for instance even notes a native Hawaiian who worked for the Northwest Company for several years, helping a voyageur crew all the way from the Pacific eastwards to the fort, over the Rockies.  The impact of the fort on the various Native American nations was immense.  The trade goods provided an immediate quality of life improvement, but as such goods were entirely dependent on supplies of furs, much of Canada was denuded of beavers to the point where the Ojibwe (the nation with whom the fort chiefly dealt) was eventually impoverished, having nothing else to trade (and by this time often being prevented from other work).  But there was also a great deal of intermarriage, to the point where many families across that region to this day can trace mixed ancestry from any number of European and Native nations both.

After the War of 1812, however, the Northwest rivalry with the HBC dominated the settlement’s next decade.  The HBC, looking beyond the fur trade, wanted to clear and settle the interior, leading to several bloody clashes, and even a brief occupation of Fort William by a Hudson Bay Company militia.  In the early 1820s, the Northwest Company merged with the Hudson Bay Company, who largely did not need Fort William, and after this the great trading depot slipped into a decline that would really only reverse as the region was connected to the Pacific by rail lines, making Thunder Bay into a shipment point for grain from the Canadian plains.

Today in Thunder Bay there is a replica of Fort William.  Ironically it is located where the Hudson Bay Company established its military presence, blockading the river before seizing the fort.  The original fort location has long been a rail yard, and the last of the original fort’s buildings was demolished over a century ago.  This replica fort serves as a living museum staffed by locals (largely college kids) who try to demonstrate what daily life was like during the fort’s heyday.  Onsite there is also a history museum and history research library that specializes in Canadian and Native history.  Outside of the city you will find Kakabeka Falls too – still a beautiful and imposing a waterfall, but with modern roads it is rather tamer than it would have been for the Voyageurs of two centuries prior.

Reenactment of skirmish between HBC and NWC

Jean Morrison’s book is a lovely primer both for the fort itself, and for understanding the early mapping of the Canadian interior, and a brief teaser for how US and British rivalries would continue to play out as settlement continued ever westward.  But her book is also a sound introduction into the difficulties, which continue to the present day, that beset relations between Native nations and the US and Canadian societies.

A company officer.

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  1. SkipSul Inactive
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    Forgot to note the book details, but if I edit the post to put them in it will hose the pictures:

    Morrison, Jean.  Superior Rendezvous-Place: Fort William in the Canadian Fur Trade.  Natural Heritage Books, Toronto, Canada, 2007.  ISBN: 978-1-55002-781-5

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  2. SkipSul Inactive
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    Also, this is the web site for the Fort.

    https://fwhp.ca

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  3. Hank Rhody, Freelance Philosopher Contributor
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    SkipSul: Kakabeka Falls

    Pshaw. You could shoot that with a fully laden canoe no problem.

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  4. SkipSul Inactive
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    Hank Rhody, Freelance Philosop… (View Comment):

    SkipSul: Kakabeka Falls

    Pshaw. You could shoot that with a fully laden canoe no problem.

    Once.

    Downstream.

    If you stuck the landing right.

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  5. Arahant Member
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    The fur wars were an interesting time.

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  6. The Reticulator Member
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    Now in my Kindle queue. Thanks.

    I’ve visited all those places, but it has been a while. The most recent was a stop at the Grand Portage reconstructed post, which we visited in 1998 on a drive around Lake Superior.

    In the late 60s and early 70s when we’d go canoeing in the Boundary Waters Canoe Area (as the area was then called) we learned all about that aspect of the fur trade, but some of it I need to learn again, and some of it I never learned well enough.

    In 1971 we did a canoe trip with my parents and some of my siblings along the Canada-U.S. border, further west on the route from the Grand Portage.  Our longest portage was only 2 miles, and while our gear wasn’t as light as what people take nowadays it was nowhere near what the voyageurs would carry. My neck and back hurt just thinking about what they would do.

    We ended up taking more days than planned because of the work of running the rapids on Granite River (and portaging our gear around).  Dad had done it the year before when it was a pleasant run, and hadn’t allowed that the water was a lot higher and faster this year.  We ended up taking some water while learning the proper technique for lining our canoes through the spots where that was needed.  By the time we got to a campsite short of our planned destination it was completely dark, and our gear wasn’t completely dry. It was the first wedding anniversary for my wife and me, and we ended up all crowded into in one big, badly pitched tent with my parents and siblings, in a somewhat damp condition. In the morning we dried out. I was late getting back to my job in Illinois, and my employer was not pleased.

    My wife was a good sport about her first wilderness camping trip. Two years later we took our ten-month-old daughter on a wilderness canoe trip in that region, though didn’t go quite so far away from roads and people. At the end of one portage we met another party, and one of the young women in that group pointed at us: “Look! A baby!”  It actually wasn’t so bad taking an infant who couldn’t yet walk. Later when she was able to walk, we didn’t attempt such an outing.

    In the early 80s we found that there were a lot more people on some of our old routes than there had been in the late 60s and early 70s. 

     

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  7. MichaelKennedy Inactive
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    The Reticulator (View Comment):

    Now in my Kindle queue. Thanks.

    I’ve visited all those places, but it has been a while. The most recent was a stop at the Grand Portage reconstructed post, which we visited in 1998 on a drive around Lake Superior.

    In the late 60s and early 70s when we’d go canoeing in the Boundary Waters Canoe Area (as the area was then called) we learned all about that aspect of the fur trade, but some of it I need to learn again, and some of it I never learned well enough.

    In 1971 we did a canoe trip with my parents and some of my siblings along the Canada-U.S. border, further west on the route from the Grand Portage. Our longest portage was only 2 miles, and while our gear wasn’t as light as what people take nowadays it was nowhere near what the voyageurs would carry. My neck and back hurt just thinking about what they would do.

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    My wife was a good sport about her first wilderness camping trip. Two years later we took our ten-month-old daughter on a wilderness canoe trip in that region, though didn’t go quite so far away from roads and people. At the end of one portage we met another party, and one of the young women in that group pointed at us: “Look! A baby!” It actually wasn’t so bad taking an infant who couldn’t yet walk. Later when she was able to walk, we didn’t attempt such an outing.

    In the early 80s we found that there were a lot more people on some of our old routes than there had been in the late 60s and early 70s.

     

    Your comments about your wife’s good sporting reaction reminds me of my college roommate’s mother.  She was his father’s secretary and his fourth wife.  Much younger, of course.  She was the only one to have children, three boys.  For a honeymoon, the old man took her on a camping trip to “The North Woods.”  She said, at first, if she could have found the road she would have run away.  By the end of the month long trip, she loved it.  The old man looked like Herbert Hoover but she knew him well and they were married until he died. She was enthusiastic and was Women’s National Skeet Shooting Champion of 1940.

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