It is often good to get a little context in relation to the history of the area when gathering stories...in the library one day I came across this little historical anecdote:
Apparently Hugh needed to fit the oxen with snowshoes to allow them to walk on the boggy areas! He certainly didn't want to lose his oxen team disappearing into the swamp!
Imagine that sight: a team of strong oxen wearing snowshoes!
The rest of the forest from 33rd south to 41st wasn't logged and cleared for housing until the 1950's.
Until that time folks continued to hunt for rabbits in there... if you can believe it!
*Hugh Gunn unfortunately blew himself up while building Hastings Street many years later.
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