tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23948057.post8139799338630464867..comments2010-10-20T10:20:24.608-04:00Comments on The Burd Report: Fun on the PierBen Burdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06372169478978720740ben@eagle.caBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23948057.post-22309204757759224632010-08-19T03:30:36.027-04:002010-08-19T03:30:36.027-04:00Pretty cool vibe we have going here, keep it going...Pretty cool vibe we have going here, keep it going =]Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23948057.post-81687751933985470552010-08-17T16:56:27.529-04:002010-08-17T16:56:27.529-04:00There was a concrete bunker out near the end of th...There was a concrete bunker out near the end of the west pier. It was 1968. Safe place to smoke Manhatten Silver. To the amusement of a handful of girls, Zeke, took off his clothes, and standing there naked in the sunset, he played Reveille, on a trombone yet. <br /><br />That was then.<br /><br />Unfortunately now, Cobourg's waterfront has become a <a href="http://cobourgtown.blogspot.com/2010/08/cobourg-waterfront-is-no-zone.html" rel="nofollow"><b>NO ZONE</b></a>. Take a scroll and count the NOs, while at the same time Canada's Five Man Electrical Band plays in your head:<br /><br /><i>Sign Sign everywhere a sign<br />Blocking out the scenery breaking my mind<br />Do this, don't do that, can't you read the sign</i><br />-- Signs, 1971.Wally Keelerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02370532557074561490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23948057.post-51558407820371531752010-08-17T16:34:28.374-04:002010-08-17T16:34:28.374-04:00Forgot to add a big thanks to Wally for this posti...Forgot to add a big thanks to Wally for this posting. It really brought back some lively memories of my carefree and careless youth.Deb Ohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06012853847654670916noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23948057.post-29109020684606615482010-08-17T16:30:34.513-04:002010-08-17T16:30:34.513-04:00What I remember most about diving off the dynamite...What I remember most about diving off the dynamite shack at the T-pier is the extreme haste which characterized our emergence from the water.<br /><br />We had a big eel problem then in Lake Ontario and we were terrified of the possibility of one of these metre long sucking machines attaching themselves to a leg or arm before we could get out.<br /><br />AAGGGHHH!Deb Ohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06012853847654670916noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23948057.post-73199760188597595882010-08-17T12:42:29.346-04:002010-08-17T12:42:29.346-04:00CLICK ON THE IMAGES TO ENLARGE.
Jumping from the ...CLICK ON THE IMAGES TO ENLARGE.<br /><br />Jumping from the pier is a time-honoured activity. When the ferries arrived in Cobourg, USAmericans would throw coins from the boat and be entertained by a few Cobourg outh who would dive in to retrieve them.<br /><br />Years later, I was amongst the youths who used the derelict ferry dock as a platform for diving into the inner harbour.<br /><br />Another venue during the early 60s was jumping off the roof of a shed located on the t-pier where the Coast Guard boat now ties up.<br /><br />Last year, several young men would <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fWhuMo27aWo" rel="nofollow">jump off the end of the pier</a> with their surf boards attached to their ankles. They jumped into froth and turbulence.Wally Keelerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02370532557074561490noreply@blogger.com