By: Chris Robertson
As the only person in history who has traveled 6,520 kilometres from the bottom of mainland Canada to the top of our great country under their own power or by any means of transportation over land, I’m always proud to be an ambassador for Hamilton and my team, the Tiger-Cats.
During the To The Top Canada Expedition, I was travelling through the Yukon in the heart of grizzly country. The purpose of the To The Top Canada Expedition was to promote Canadian Unity and ask every Canadian to answer one question: “What will you do in your life to make Canada a better country than when you found it?”
I was leading by example to show all Canadians that any dream to make Canada better was possible, like supporting the CFL to help grow Canada’s game so it can expand into markets like Ottawa, Quebec City and Halifax.
In the Yukon, I would eat my lunch on my bike at the very top of a mountain hill. If a Grizzly came out of the bush I would release my bike brakes and zoom down the hill to freedom, like Jesse Lumsden running for a touchdown.
The day of My Favourite TigerTown Moment was no ordinary day. It was Labour Day and I knew the Tiger-Cats would be playing the Argonauts at Ivor Wynne Stadium. I was pumped thinking about past Ticats victories over Toronto, including a superlative scorefest where Hamilton Quarterback Matt Dunigan beat Doug Flutie’s Argos.
I was cycling so fast, I put myself a day ahead of schedule and cycled into Watson Lake. I could see there were only two motels in the small town. I had been sleeping in my tent for the last few nights and I was looking forward to the comfort of a real bed, but there was something that I craved more. Like Zeke Moreno watching the eyes of a quarterback, I scanned the roofline of the motels. Bingo! One of the motels had a satellite dish, which in 1997, was new technology in the Yukon.
I was able to get a small room but it had a television and I had arrived just in time to view the Labour Day Classic in the Yukon. I enjoyed watching the game and seeing the shots of the crowd of the Tiger-Cat fans dressed up in their finest black and gold. I missed being home in Hamilton but as I traveled in the solitude of Canada’s North, it warmed my heart to watch the Tiger-cats play on Labour Day and to see all the fans who were my Tigertown family. Oskee Wee Wee Always.
