The Waugh Family
An historical and photographic perspective
Chrissie, Violet, Hilda Bain, Jeff & Jock Waugh, Dec, 1971
The Waugh Family in Fanny Bay, British Columbia, 1969 - 1980
Jock, Jeff and Violet moved from Alamo, California to Fanny Bay, British Columbia in the Summer of 1969 (Jock had purchased the house there in 1967). Jeff attended Grade 12 at Georges P. Vanier Senior Secondary School in Courtenay, BC, from 1969-1970, the University of British Columbia 1970-1971 and Oregon State University 1971-1974. He graduated from Oregon State University with a Bachelor of Science Degree in Wildlife Science in 1975. During those summer months and for any other school holidays he returned to Fanny Bay to see Jock, Violet and Chrissie. Hilda Bain (from Scotland) visited with the Waugh Family at various times during this period.
Jock, Violet and Chrissie landscaped the area around the house at Fanny Bay and planted a beautiful flower garden. They also raised vegetables and Jock planted a good-sized raspberry patch. They would freeze enough carrots, peas and raspberries to last into the winter.
It feels like summer. I've been thinking of the Summer of 1970. I had just graduated from high school and was able to take the summer off before heading off to university at UBC. Two old friends (one from Virginia and one from California) were spending the summer with us in Fanny Bay and we spent most of that summer fishing. One of our favourite songs that we listened to on my sister's old transistor radio while out fishing was Mungo Jerry's "In the Summertime".
We would take my Dad's 14 foot Starcraft Seafarer with it's 20 horse Johnson outboard out from Fanny Bay into Bayne's Sound, passed Chrome Island and it's puffin petroglyphs, through the rafts of pigeon guillemots, passed Norris Rocks and it's nesting gulls and occasional sea lions, along the cliffs of Helliwell Park on Hornby Island and over to Flora Island.
Flora was one of our favourite places. We would tie the boat onto some kelp and jig for Tommy and Ling Cod and Red Snapper that my Aunt Chrissie would use to make us fish and chips. At low tide we would wander the shore looking into the many tidal pools and cook oysters on an open fire. We'd troll for salmon around Flora and out into the Strait of Georgia towards Lasqueti Island.
In late summer while jigging for cod we'd keep our eyes peeled for the gulls looking for needle fish "boiling" to the surface. They were being chased by salmon and we'd head out to where they were with our bucktail flies on our trout fising rods and troll the fly across the surface. That was some of the best fishing I've ever had!
The ride out there would take about an hour each way. If the fishing was good we would wait until the very last minute before heading back home and sometimes that would be in the dark. My Dad would always be waiting on the Fanny Bay wharf for us and our safe return.
- Jeff Waugh, June 23, 2021
Doug Day and Dave Moran (two of Jeff's childhood friends) visited Jeff in Fanny Bay during their first few summers there and enjoyed a number of fishing trips together. Jock had purchased a 14 foot Starcraft Seafarer boat and a 9.5 horsepower Johnston outboard motor that the boys would take out from the dock at Fanny Bay. Their favourite salmon fishing area was Flora Island on the southern tip of Hornby. It was here that they would use their trout fishing rods and troll a bucktail fly on the surface of the water...
Kent State University, May 4, 1970
The Kent State shootings (also known as the May 4 massacre or the Kent State massacre) occurred at Kent State University in the US city of Kent, Ohio, and involved the shooting of unarmed college students by the Ohio National Guard on Monday, May 4, 1970. The guardsmen fired 67 rounds over a period of 13 seconds, killing four students and wounding nine others, one of whom suffered permanent paralysis.Some of the students who were shot had been protesting the Cambodian Campaign, which President Richard Nixon announced during a television address on April 30. Other students who were shot had been walking nearby or observing the protest from a distance. There was a significant national response to the shootings: hundreds of universities, colleges, and high schools closed throughout the United States due to a student strike of four million students, and the event further affected public opinion—at an already socially contentious time—over the role of the United States in the Vietnam War. - Wikipedia
A new car!
Hilda Bain (daughter of George Douglas Bain and Mary Campbell Waugh) came from Scotland in about 1969 and visited with the Waugh Family over the next few years. She was a nurse and remained in British Columbia working until at least 1991.
The Selective Service System "While it was actually President Eisenhower who first
sent U.S. personnel to Vietnam in the role of "observers" in 1955,
and as "advisers" in 1960 being mostly confined to bases, President
Kennedy's decision to send many more military troops including the
first "special forces" and helicopter and planes to assist the
South, was the signal to the Selective Services Director that the
U.S. needed a stronger presence to fight the North Vietnamese, so
conscription (the Draft) began and the war escalated quickly."
"While it was actually President Eisenhower who first sent U.S. personnel to Vietnam in the role of "observers" in 1955, and as "advisers" in 1960 being mostly confined to bases, President Kennedy's decision to send many more military troops including the first "special forces" and helicopter and planes to assist the South, was the signal to the Selective Services Director that the U.S. needed a stronger presence to fight the North Vietnamese, so conscription (the Draft) began and the war escalated quickly."- Wikipedia
Jeff was required to register for the US Army draft because he was born in the USA, but because he was living in Canada he had to register with Draft Board 100 in Washington, D.C. The "lottery" had been held on Aug 5, 1971, and Jeff's birth date was number 49 on the list. This meant that Jeff would be drafted and he would probably be sent to Vietnam. In July of 1972, Jeff received a letter from the Selective Service Board in Washington D.C. to report for duty on Aug 9, 1972 at 06:45 AM.
Upon reading the letter Jeff asked his dad what he was doing on Aug 9 at 6:45 AM and Jock's reply was "we're going fishing, aren't we" and that was that. Jeff had absolutely no intention of serving in the Army and going to fight in an "unjust war". Glenda and Greg were visiting at the time and Greg (classified as a "conscientious objector") encouraged Jeff to write to the Draft Board to request a student deferment. Greg said that as long as he was communicating with them Jeff wouldn't have to appear. Jeff proceeded accordingly, returned to university in Oregon and was eventually granted a student deferment. Draft Board 100 was the only draft board in the USA at that time that was still able to grant student deferments.
Fishing on Vancouver Island
Jock and Jeff spent much of their time together hunting and fishing. Some of those excursions were with George Cassidy and his son George (and sometimes with John and Richard). Jeff usually returned to Fanny Bay at Spring break so he could go steelhead fishing with his dad and the Cassidys. The Quinsam River just outside Campbell River was the favourite for steelhead trout. During the summer months when the "salt chuck" was too rough for salmon fishing they would fish in the rivers and lakes. Whether or not they caught anything didn't matter - it was all about being outdoors and having a good time together.
Jeff's University Days
After graduating from Georges P. Vanier Senior Secondary School in Courtenay, B.C., Jeff attended the University of British Columbia for one year before transferring to Oregon State University to study wildlife science in the Department of Fisheries and Wildlife.
In August of 1972 Jeff received a telephone call from his friend Joe Thompson who was driving his dad's International Harvester Scout from Modesto, California to Alaska where his dad and little brother were to connect with him for a fishing trip and Joe wanted to know if Jeff would like to come along. Of course, his answer (after confirming with his dad) was a very big YES!..
While at OSU Jeff also attended an Ornithology course at Malheur Environmental Field Station.
Jeff completed his studies at Oregon State University in June of 1974, but took a Botany class at the University of Victoria from September to December of that year in order to have all the credits he needed to receive his B.Sc. from OSU (in 1975). While he was studying at U. Vic. he lived with his cousin Chrissie Cassidy and her son Pierre Levesque in Victoria. After spending the Christmas holidays in Fanny Bay, Jeff bought a 1963 Ford Econoline van (which he sold in Belize) and began his two year journey through Mexico and Central and South America to Tierra del Fuego. He didn't return to Fanny Bay until October of 1976. On this trip to South America he met an ex-Galapagos Guide while hiking the Inca Trail. Klaus gave Jeff the contact information for the company he worked for and Jeff would pursue employment there at a later date.
"I really miss you and I know how you feel, too. But when you get back we will have some good times together - in the woods, on the lakes and just being outdoors." - Jock to Jeff in a letter dated Jan 16, 1976
Agnes Effie Fortune Hunter
Agnes "Ethel" Hunter Russell (daughter of William Robert Hunter and Mary Bell) died on Feb 7, 1976, in Vancouver, B.C., Canada. She was 91 years old.
Glenda Waugh & Greg Watty
Glenda Waugh (daughter of John Waugh and Winifred Joyce Russell) married Gregory Dale Watty (son of Joseph Lewis Watty and Hope Violet Rickman) on April 11, 1976, at the Claremont Hotel in Berkeley, California. They had two children: Lindsay Joy and Elizabeth Meaghan.
"Glenda and Greg will be here in a few weeks so I'll be able to get out to fish then... Springs are biting well now and the cohoes are starting to run. at Flora Island, etc. so I guess I'll get some money from Greg. Of course I'll bet on Glenda." - Jock in a letter to Jeff dated July 4, 1976
The Burman Lake Fishing Trip
After Jeff's return from South America, he hiked alone into Burman Lake in Strathcona Park on Vancouver Island. After a very strenuous two day hike from the mine at the south end of Buttle Lake, he reached Burman Lake to encounter three people (two bare-breasted young women and an elderly man) who had flown in and were flying out later that afternoon. Jeff sent a message with them to let his Dad know where he was, that he was OK and that Jock should fly in to do some fishing with him. Jock flew in the next day on a float plane from Campbell River bringing a bottle of wine, wine glasses and some steaks! They camped at the lake for a few days and Jeff flew back to Campbell River with his Dad. It was a good thing they got out that day because the next day the weather socked in and it rained for at least the next week.
France & Egypt
Jock travelled in Europe with Glenda and Greg from about November 1977-January 1978. They rented an apartment in Arcachon, France near Bordeaux for the first month, then drove to Venice where they took a ship to Alexandria, Egypt. They travelled in Egypt for about 6 weeks and then Jock flew back to Canada. Jock had tried several times to be stationed in Egypt during WWII and was thrilled to finally get to see that country.
Violet Christina Waugh (daughter of John Waugh and Christina Orr) died on July 1, 1979, in Nanaimo, British Columbia at the age of 77.
Lindsay Joy Watty
On Jeff's second trip to South America in 1978 he contacted Metropolitan Touring in Quito (the company the ex-Galapagos Guide had worked for). After a few interviews, Luis "Lucho" Maldonado of "Metro" offered Jeff a job in Galapagos as long as he brushed up on his French before then. Jeff indicated that he would go to Quebec and take a course and "Lucho" told him to send verification when he had completed the course and he would arrange a ticket for Jeff to fly to Quito at that time. They shook hands on the deal and Jeff left his office with a huge grin on his face. It was a "dream come true!". Jeff eventually made his way home to Fanny Bay where he stayed a few months before catching the CPR train from Vancouver to Quebec City. He immediately enrolled in a French immersion course at the University of Laval that was to begin in January of 1979 and spent many evenings in the bars of Quebec City to get a kick-start on his French immersion course. Once he completed the course he returned to Fanny Bay and mailed the certificate of completion to Luis Maldonado. He received a telegram reply from Lucho and phone call instructing Jeff to proceed to San Francisco in August for his work visa from the Ecuadorian Consulate and ticket for the flight on Braniff Airlines. Jeff arrived into Quito on August 17, 1979 and began the Naturalist Guide Course at the Charles Darwin Research Station shortly afterwards.
The Galapagos Islands
"I can't believe everything I've seen. So many stories to tell you. I've already shot about 6 rolls of film. Sometimes the animals were so close to me that I had to move back to get them in focus!!! - Jeff to Jock in a letter dated Sept 2, 1979
Jeff Waugh began working as a Naturalist Guide in the Galapagos Islands, Ecuador, in September, 1979, after completing the Naturalist Guide's Course at the Charles Darwin Research Station. Jeff was making plans for his father to come and visit him in Ecuador and the Galapagos but Jock suffered a stroke in November of 1979 and never fully recovered. Jeff was in Ecuador when his father died in June of 1980, but he didn't return to Fanny Bay until August of that year and only lived there from then until the following Spring.
John Waugh (son of John Waugh and Christina Orr) died on Friday, June 13, 1980, in Comox, British Columbia, at the age of 73. He was cremated and his remains were spread over the garden of the funeral home in Nanaimo.
"It is difficult to write my normal sort of letter after hearing that your Dad has died. During the summers that I was there he was like a father to me... In my mind we were always eating a huge breakfast, making our bets and leaving with two tanks of gas, later returning with salmon and stories to tell your dad as he waited on the dock with cigar and binoculars. The spirit of your Dad will always be present at Fanny Bay..." - David Moran, Nov 2, 1980