Tiri's Kamp
The camp called “Kamp-à-Tiri” was built in 1947 by scout Henri Laplante with three of his scout friends. You can see the location of the camp by clicking here. During his scouting years, Henri received the Queen’s Scout Award, the Wood Badge Award, and was named Diocesan Commissioner. Sixty years later, his wife, Irène, painted a portrait of the camp on the occasion of the 2007 Scout Centennial. Below, you will find a short story about this memorable “Kamp-à-Tiri” period. In this project, there are plans to rebuild this camp as a tourist attraction.
(The camp that former scout Henri Laplante built with his friends in 1947 was located about one kilometer from where I live on the outskirts of the city of Edmundston, New Brunswick, Canada, on a wonderful mountain that is part of the Appalachian Mountains. You can easily imagine the beautiful memories generated there for many youngsters of the region. We could get there through a narrow and enchanting pedestrian path, along which we could see and appreciate God's creation and enjoy wild fruits like strawberries, blueberries, hazelnuts,and more. What pleasure moments we had on beautiful summer days breathing in the fresh air of the forest, listening to the rippling of the brook and hearing the birds singing! This is what our wonderful corner of the world looked like in those days: a peaceful place where, by the grace of God, it felt good to live in hormony with nature.)
(The camp that former scout Henri Laplante built with his friends in 1947 was located about one kilometer from where I live on the outskirts of the city of Edmundston, New Brunswick, Canada, on a wonderful mountain that is part of the Appalachian Mountains. You can easily imagine the beautiful memories generated there for many youngsters of the region. We could get there through a narrow and enchanting pedestrian path, along which we could see and appreciate God's creation and enjoy wild fruits like strawberries, blueberries, hazelnuts,and more. What pleasure moments we had on beautiful summer days breathing in the fresh air of the forest, listening to the rippling of the brook and hearing the birds singing! This is what our wonderful corner of the world looked like in those days: a peaceful place where, by the grace of God, it felt good to live in hormony with nature.)