Canada is no stranger to sea and lake monsters, to be sure: more than a dozen of the country’s bodies of water are reportedly home to something usual.
Ogopogo, Igopoo, Manipogo, Winnipogo (the exact deal with all the -pogos would probably make for a fun research project).
There’s a Cressie, a Caddy, a Mussie, a Kingstie, a Mudwump, and several more (including one reported sighting of a big something in Lake Nipigon, but I’ve only ever seen one account of that. Insert boilerplate “if you’ve heard anything, let me know” statement here).
But at least one community newspaper had a bit of fun with a 1946 sighting of a water beast of some sort out in Westview, which is now part of Powell River, BC.
This one comes out of the Coast News in Halfmoon Bay, BC, on May 31 of the aforementioned year. A resident and his daughter spotted the thing a few feet offshore, near their home, at about 7:30 in the evening.
“Three distinct humps rose out of the water, in addition to the head,” with an estimated length of some 45 feet from head to tail and a diameter of about 12 inches. The thing came up out of the water five times to have a look around as it travelled along the coast.
The witness’s camera wasn’t loaded.
“It was perfectly round, smooth and shiny, like the color of green seaweed,” the witness, identified as a Bert Harper, said. “He kept his head on the water line, so it was impossible to tell much about its shape. There were no humps or spikes on the body or head, and no fins visible.
“It was travelling about four or five miles per hour,” Harper continued. “It would disappear altogether, then the head would reappear, followed by the undulating humps. It was quite a beast.”
Several other residents reportedly saw the thing too, and a ship called the M.V. Gulf Wing was passing by the exact spot at the time, but unfortunately nobody on board caught a glimpse.
“I was too busy watching the dock for the landing to notice anything alongside,” ship’s captain Roy Barry said.
The whole thing is fairly tongue-in-cheek, but I particularly love the story’s end:
“So perhaps we may add still one more tourist attraction to the many which Powell River District can boast,” the un-bylined reporter writes. “The Island and the Okanagan has nothing on us now.”