TALES FROM YON SEED
I grew up near a predominantly Mennonite town called Steinbach. In case that brings wacky thoughts of people without cars, tv's or the 3 billion other amenities we modern people enjoy, let me assure you - we were quite the normal town of 10,000 people, with all modern amenities (except a monorail). The biggest difference you might notice is the large number of churches and the high percentage of Protestant Christians. We weren't the only town of Mennonites either. Somewhere, across the river there were the towns of Winkler and Altona. Growing up, these other towns were almost mythical. They were like us, but we never went there. We were told that those people lived on YON SEED ("the other side"), while we lived on DITZ SEED ("this side"). However, the people over there had it all backwards. To them, we were YON SEED and they were DITZ SEED. Because of this, I always had the perfect joke to make with anyone I met from Winkler or Altona.
Last year, I finally had the chance to visit these places, and found that 'the other side' is quite different. The towns don't look the same or function the same. Winkler has even consented to the worldly influences of Wal-Mart. What I noticed though, was a hill on the horizon. Very different from my experience on the purely flat Red River Valley. Driving west from YON SEED I found the land that I now consider to be some of the prettiest in Manitoba.
Leaving Morden you drive up a hill, which I believe is the old shoreline of glacial Lake Agassiz. Up top the land is rolling and the road takes you through a wind farm. I personally think that wind farms and absolutely breathtaking. The windmills are majestic and powerful and they serve such a great purpose. It's cheezy, I know. But it's also honest. As you approach the Treherne area there are random hills known as the Tiger Hills. These hills are as random and bumpy as an unmade bed. Yes, it is like driving through the unmade bed of a giant. The air seems to have a misty haze to it that looks postcard perfect. Yes. I was impressed.
So the next time anyone says that Manitoba is the most level place on earth (which I always thought) take a drive down the #2 and #244 for a change of scenery. And if your Mennonite, it's time to start asking the elders what exactly they had against hills anyways.
pps. I looked up pictures of windfarms and these were the closest to what I saw on this trip.