Lake Lenore, Saskatchewan
Yes, another one!
July 17th, 1997

A smelly green-grey scum is washing against the southern shore of Lake Lenore, Saskatchewan. It fails to deter a score of small children who are swimming from a tiny beach, their squeals carried away by a stiff breeze. Their parents smoke and wield towels and gossip, leaning on a row of pickup trucks that edge the beach. This is the essence of North American country summer...happy children, relaxed parents, warmth. Sadly, someone has taken over most of the tiny, neglected campground by the lake, filling it with an untidy collection of tents and campers. A fire pit is filled with broken beer bottles. We decide instantly not to stay here. It's a shame, as it has great potential. Much bigger than Lenore Lake, Washington, this Lenore Lake is about 100km north east of Saskatoon. It lies in an area of the prairies that looks and feels very European. There are hedgerows and white church towers and red barns. French, German, English and Scottish place names. There's also a camping area in the town centre, but it's basically an exposed patch of grass and a doubtful portaloo. We move on...   | SASKATCHEWAN | LENORE'S TRAVEL DIARY |

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