Packsack, camera gear, Gatorade and a million-dollar view — what more could one ask for? The Author proudly perched on a concrete block on top of Sugarloaf Mountain, pre-flagpole days. Late 1990s. Click to enlarge. [Photo by Author]

Scattered throughout the world are 400 mountains and hills named ‘Sugarloaf.’ Canada has several; the U.S. has more than 200.

‘Sugarloaf’ comes from the loaf-like shape that sugar was once molded into for shipment.

The best known Sugarloaf Mountain, of course, is in Rio de Janeiro.

The one that stands out for me [no pun intended] is in my hometown of Campbellton in northern New Brunswick. The heavily-treed 922-foot sentinel is at the edge of town, about a mile or so from Duncan Street where I grew up. 

My south-facing bedroom window provided a cool view of the mountain. From a cozy bunk bed, the Sugarloaf was the last thing I saw at night and the first thing in the morning. If I was up early enough, I got to see the rising sun slowly illuminate the top of the mountain, then the rest of it. 

I thought a lot about the Sugarloaf. From my perspective, there was something magical about it. 

I pondered about the animals [including bears and raccoons] that made the mountain their home or visited now and then. But mostly I thought about the two large, white crosses painted on the north face. I was drawn to them like a magnet.

Turns out, the monument — because that’s what the crosses are — was the work of a local painter in the 1920s who ‘thought outside the box.’ The crosses were fascinating … and to a kid, a bit frightening as well.

After my father, Byers, bought a pair of binoculars — we’re talking early 1960s here — I got to see those beautiful jagged cliffs up close. And those crosses! Man! Back to them again. That was a ‘wow’ moment when they came into view … so big and clear. It was as though I was right there. 

When I lowered the binoculars, I quietly wondered if I’d ever make it to the top. It seemed so high.

In my teenage years — we’re talking mid-1960s here — I finally hiked the rugged path that snakes up Sugarloaf’s eastern slope, standing proudly on the summit, waving to no one in particular. I’d climbed Mt. Everest. 

So as a youngster, I was always fascinated with Sugarloaf Mountain … and it’s still that way. And here I am, turning 70 in a couple of years.

The mountain has given me both joy and sadness; joy when I see it, sadness when I leave town.

The View! Wow!!!

I ran out of words to describe the view from the top of Sugarloaf Mountain:  ‘awesome,’ ‘impressive,’ ‘picturesque’ and so I clicked on my thesaurus and found even more … ‘dazzling,’ ‘sensational,’ ‘remarkable,’ ‘out of this world,’ ‘unforgettable …’

See for yourself … click on this photo to see a ‘spectacular’ image that’ll fill your screen:

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A family enjoys the vista from the viewing platform on 8 July 2017. Yup, that’s a drone shot. Can you spot the operator? Click to enlarge. [Photo by Author]

Check out that aerial shot again … know that some well-known, prominent folk have walked Campbellton’s streets including former Quebec Premier Rene Levesque, pop-singer Patsy Gallant, country singers Brenda Best and Rik Reese, a number of NHL players, NHL Hockey Hall of Fame broadcaster Peter Maher, Canadian Tire CEO Stephen Wetmore … and Charlie Van Horne, the colourful politician who had that bridge named after him.


The Canadian flag commemorates the three RCMP officers who were shot and killed in the line of duty in Moncton, New Brunswick, in June 2014. [Photo by Author]


You know you’re close to the top when you hear the Canadian flag cracking like a whip. Click to enlarge. [Photo by Darlene Firth]


Here’s what an eagle flying 1,600 feet above the Sugarloaf sees. Within the red circled area is the viewing platform. The photo also shows part of the 4.2 KM Terry Fox Memorial Trail which encircles the mountain. Click to enlarge, then click again to zoom in. [Photo by Author]

A Landmark …


Both the ‘new’ and ‘old’ highways in McLeod’s, east of Campbellton, point straight to the Sugarloaf, highest peak in the area. Click to enlarge. [Photo by Author]

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God checks out the Sugarloaf. [Photo by Justin Meister]

Historical Images …

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This snapshot was taken more than 100 years ago. It’s the Town of Campbellton before a massive fire destroyed it on July 11, 1910, leaving 5,000 homeless. All that remained of the wooden houses were chimneys. The culprit: hot embers from the sawmill on the left. Click to enlarge. [Photographer unknown; image courtesy of Irene Doyle.]

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Photoshopping 1865. Edward John Russell’s view of the Sugarloaf with rather massive Laurentian mountains looming on the Quebec side of the Restigouche River. [Courtesy of the John Clarence Webster Canadiana Collection.] Click to enlarge.

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“Unspoiled Paradise” … an 1879 painting of Sugarloaf Mountain by John Christopher Miles. [Courtesy of Donald McAlpine.] Click to enlarge.

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Isn’t this the strangest thing? Joe Lacasse and his trusty mare, Kitty, at the summit of “Mt. Sugar Loaf” on 3rd November 1923. Word is that Joe had a bum leg from birth and that’s why he rode a horse to the top. But on the way down, the horse stumbled, broke a leg and had to be destroyed. Thanks for the memories Kitty. Bang. Click to enlarge. [Photographer unknown, image courtesy of John Van Horne]

Campbellton’s Constant Reminder …

Like warning signs, a pair of crosses is the focal point of the face of the Sugarloaf, a silent tribute to two sisters who plunged to their deaths in the fall of 1924. Dorvil [Ramsay] McLean was 22; Lottie Ramsay, 19.

No one knows why the girls decided to make their way down the face of the mountain. It was mid-November, late afternoon … and a light blanket of snow covered the ground. And there weren’t as many trees on the mountain as there is today.

Tracks in the snow led searchers to the edge of a steep cliff. The searchers called out … however, there was no answer. The silence told searchers this wasn’t a rescue but a recovery mission.

Climbing down the front of the Sugarloaf is treacherous at the best of times. It’s terribly misleading because the trees and shrubbery give one a false sense of security. One moment, you’re standing on solid ground; next, you’re stepping into thin air and down you go.

Could it be that one girl slipped, fell and her sister tried in vain to grab her?

No one knows for sure what happened that evening. It’s also not known if anyone heard their screams when they fell.

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Dorvil [Ramsay] McLean and Lottie Ramsay. [Photo courtesy of the Ramsay Family.]

Given information on the two death certificates, it appears the young women died quickly: massive head injuries.

The bodies, discovered next morning, were carried down in blankets.

It was a terribly sad day for people in the small, tightly-knit community.


The Ramsay girls stood no chance of surviving the fall. [Photo by Author] Click to enlarge.


The main cross … repainted by a group of volunteers on July 16, 2016. Click to enlarge. [Photo by Author in June 2017]

Refreshing the faded crosses was the brainchild of a Sugarloaf Parks worker, Laura Doucet. Doucet coordinated everything and painted the crosses to honour her uncle, Charlie Thomas, who had painted them a number of times, starting in 1967, Canada’s Centennial Year.

Thomas, the popular founder of Restigouche River Outfitters, died from cancer in 2015.

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The small cross, just up from the main one. Click to enlarge. [Photo by Author in 2017]

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Meet Alex Johnson — one of the two brothers who first painted the crosses. Alex and Seely Johnson did so on May 28, 1925 [six months after the tragic accident]. At the time, Alex was 26. The above photo was taken in May 1955. Notice the cross on Alex’s jacket. Click to enlarge. [Photo courtesy of John Van Horne]


The safety harness used by Alex Johnson to paint the crosses. [Photo courtesy of Angie Johnson.]

It was Alex Johnson’s idea to climb the mountain and paint the crosses. The Johnson brothers got a helping hand from their parents; they owned a paint store in town.

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The Sugarloaf in 1929. Notice the absence of trees on the eastern end of the mountain. According to historians, a fire had burned some trees on the Sugarloaf two years earlier. That could explain why the east end was barren. [Photo courtesy of Edris Power]


The Ramsay girls are buried in the Campbellton Rural Cemetery, in the west end of town. Click to enlarge. [Photo by Author]

Angie Johnson points out that her father, Alex, was never paid for his work on the mountain. “He did it out of friendship,” she says. “It was his idea, his initiative.”

“Dad was very compassionate and he knew the [Ramsay] girls. Everyone in Campbellton was grieving when they died.”

A personal keepsake Angie will treasure forever is the safety harness her father used on the mountain.

Johnson, a founding member of the Royal Canadian Legion in Campbellton, died in September 1997. The gentleman who took it upon himself to help bring some closure to the tragedy was 98.

Alex Johnson is also buried in the Campbellton Rural Cemetery.

The painted crosses have not only paid tribute to two lives but probably saved many more — thus becoming not just a monument, but a positive legacy.


September 11, 2008. John [‘Duhy’] Bourque takes a break from trimming bushes around the crosses. [Photo by Author]

For a more complete story on the crosses, click here: https://byronchristopher.org/2017/10/08/death-on-the-mountain/

A Nighttime Shot …


Taken shortly before midnight on a warm night in June 2010. Click to enlarge. [Photo by Author]

Sunrise …


Sunrise over the Restigouche Estuary and the Bay of Chaleur … notice, on the right, a patch of fog that’s about to be burned off by the morning sun. Click to enlarge. [Photo by author in July 2017]

Sunset …

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The day’s last visitor leaves … but not before one final shot. Another spectacular sunset in Eastern Canada. July 2017. Click to enlarge. [Photo by Darlene Firth]

Etched in Stone

Scattered throughout the Sugarloaf are hundreds of names and initials chiseled in stone. The mountain has become a giant scratch pad.

Here are some names at a spot I call the ‘second lookout’ [several hundred feet west of the main lookout]. The location provides a great view of Atholville, Tide Head, and the Matapedia Valley.

Can you make out Daniel Lagace …?


Click to enlarge. [Photo by Author]


Today people don’t take up a hammer and a chisel. Too much work. A black marker is a lot faster. October 2017. [Photo by Author]

One visitor shared that she sometimes makes her way to the remote lookout to meditate. I do too.

It was at this same spot, 50 years ago, where, hidden under moss, I discovered some initials … and a date — 1917.

Mark Ramsay has done one better. The Sugarloaf Parks official often scours the mountain looking for names, initials, and dates from years — and generations — gone by. The earliest date he’s found? 1887. 

“I thought it was so neat,” he shares, “that folks took the time to sit and carve names in stone all those years ago.”

True. Back then, people took the time to chisel their names and initials into the volcanic rock. Today they use a marker.

Mark’s grandfather was the younger brother of Dorvil and Lottie Ramsay who lost their lives on the Sugarloaf in 1924.

Western End of the Mountain …

The hike to this part of the Sugarloaf is unmarked, but it’s worth the time and effort to make your way through the forest. There’s no designated path on that part of the mountain so when walking, keep the city [to your right] in view … otherwise, you could wander all over the place.

The ‘Pines’ [as I call the area] provide an excellent view of Sugarloaf Provincial Park, Matapedia Valley and a highway half-cloverleaf in Atholville.


Tall pine trees galore at the western end of the Sugarloaf. Click to enlarge. [Photo by Author]


The highway leads to the bright lights of places such as Glen Levit, Dawsonville, and Robinsonville. Click to enlarge. [Photo by Author]


Another aerial shot … this one showing Sugarloaf Provincial Park, home of camping, alpine skiing and mountain biking. Notice the Terry Fox Memorial Trail, centre-left, cutting through the forest. Click to enlarge. [Photo by Author]

Here’s what a bird sees …

Click on the speeded-up video [2X] to get a birds-eye view of the Sugarloaf from east to west. Music: Reve d’Amour by the National Philharmonic Orchestra. Composer: Franz Liszt [1811-1886]. The clip runs just under one minute.

Clicking the arrow will show the video in 720p quality. To view it in 1080p — Blu ray quality, which is 50 percent sharper — no problem. Click on ‘share’ [top right] … go to and click on ‘original’ or MP4. The image will not only be sharper but larger.

Should you want to download the video, click on ‘share’ then on ‘OGG.’

400-Million Years …

That’s one hell of a long time. But that’s the age of Campbellton’s Sugarloaf — give or take 10 or 20 million — making it one of the oldest mountains in North America.

The Sugarloaf is a retired volcano. That explains why it stands out from other mountains in the area since volcanic rock [cooled magma] is more resistant to erosion.

400 million years. Man. That’s when a day on Earth was 22 hours long and a year had more than 400 days. That’s also 200 million years before the dinosaurs showed up. To put things in perspective even further, it’s believed that homo sapiens [the earliest humans] have only been around a mere 2 million years.

Suddenly I don’t feel old anymore.

Another ditty from geologists … what we now know as Northern New Brunswick — including the Sugarloaf — was once south of the Equator. I can’t get my head around that: palm trees in Campbellton.

“The heavily-treed 922-foot mountain …” If you’re from the area, that measurement may not have sat well with you. Many — myself included — were under the impression the Sugarloaf was exactly 1,000 feet. Mountain erosion doesn’t happen that fast, so what’s going on here?

Those in the know maintain that the actual height of Campbellton’s mountain is 922 feet [281 meters]. Could it be that the 1,000-foot number refers to ‘feet above sea-level?’ I don’t know.

The Year Was 1967 …

… before 500-channel television, computers, video games, digital cameras, cell phones, drive-through restaurants, air-conditioning and 100 other things that made life easier. Or so it seemed.

On a spring/summer/fall weekend in the 1960s, it was not unusual to see scores of people scampering about the summit of the Sugarloaf, snapping photos and chiseling their names and initials in the large rocks.

Here’s a collection of old photos [taken with an inexpensive Kodak Instamatic] from my sorties up the face of the mountain in August and September 1967. I paid extra for this film because … it was colour.

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Somewhere on the north face of the Sugarloaf: Peter Irvine, Arnold Christopher, Oben Haley. The face? Our parents didn’t know what we were up to that day.

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Forget Waldo. Can you spot the Speed Demon soccer player?

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Arnold [author’s kid brother] and Author.


How many remember the old race track? ‘Back in the day,’ black and white photographs were cheaper than colour photos. [Photo by Author]

When hiking the front of the mountain, it’s easy to tell when one is approaching the top. It’s not the flag flapping in the wind, or people talking … about 150 feet or so from the summit, one begins to notice old cans, plastic bottles, broken glass bottles, empty potato chip bags, sunflower seed bags, tissue papers, etc.

There’s a whole whack of litter spread about on the side of the Sugarloaf. Park officials are now encouraging people to take their garbage with them when they go.


2017 photo by Author.

In years gone by, there was a public garbage dump at the very bottom of the mountain. Today it’s near the top. There’s lots of litter [empty water bottles, broken beer bottles, etc] in bushes just beneath the viewing stand.

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Christmas 1968 – Author and sister Cheryl on a blustery day outside our family home at 90 Duncan Street … with a snow-covered Sugarloaf in the background.

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Courtesy of Eric Goggin. Click to enlarge.

Snapshots and Mugshots …

Feel free to submit your personal pics from the Sugarloaf … send to byronchristopher@shaw.ca [home] … or to byronchristopher@yahoo.ca [work].

Campbellton’s original fitness club …

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Meet Jimmy Allison who power-climbs the Sugarloaf about 300 times a year — rain, shine or snow. As a result, the man’s in better shape than most people 20 years younger. [Photo by Author]

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Broadcaster Steve Bujold [1993]

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A special family gathering. July 2017. [Photo by Author]

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Photographer Unknown. [Courtesy of Sugarloaf Provincial Park]

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Kali, 4 and-a-half, and still lots of energy after the long climb. There are no spectacular views like this in her hometown of Edmonton. [Photo by Darlene Firth]

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Fernand-Guy Lebel moved to the region in 1964. On November 1st, 2017, the man known as ‘Guy’ finally climbed to the top of the New Brunswick’s best-known mountain — and he did it with ease. It was no small feat. Guy is battling cancer. Two months earlier, he had a lung removed. Climbing the Sugarloaf was on his ‘bucket list.’ [Photo by Darlene Firth]

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Nature photographer Darlene Firth of Dawsonville. November 2017. [Photo by Fernand-Guy Lebel.]


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The mountain has visitors 12 months of the year. Here’s local historian Irene Doyle.

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[Courtesy of Deanna Holdershaw]

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[Courtesy of Deanna Holdershaw]

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[Courtesy of Deanna Holdershaw]

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The scrawl on the back of this old pic reads: “Kierstead, Mona Kierstead, Julie Arpin, Judy Thompson, Aucoin [?] and Peter Irvine.” Notice the race track, which isn’t there anymore. [Photo by Author]

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The small tower is no longer there, and we’re no longer thin either. Left to right: Terry Belliveau, Bryan Lutes, Peter Irvine, Author [sitting on top] and Oben Haley. August 1967. [Photo by Arnold Christopher]

Some mountain trivia: At one time, my family owned a chunk of the Sugarloaf. We got rental cheques from a small company that owned a TV transmission tower on top of the mountain. A thick cable was dropped over the face of the mountain and that cable allowed people in Campbellton to watch television programs from Presque Isle, Maine.

Cable TV was a big deal back then. We didn’t know it, but we were years ahead of people living in Toronto, Centre of the Universe.

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Visitors from Moncton and Germany. [Photo by Author]

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“Oh no!! The fool’s on his cell phone again!” LOL. The Author filing a photo to a Facebook page. Great phone reception up there, by the way. LOB. [Lots of bars] July 2017. [Photo by Darlene Firth]

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July 2017. Left to right: Erica Cameron Furlotte and children Jack, Ava Paige, Katie … and Charlotte Hamilton Cameron.

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“Always worth the climb.” Carolyn Price, Kerry Edward Price, and Linda Kearney. August 2017.

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Cathy LeBlanc July 2016. [Photo by Nancy Savoie]

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Visiting from Ontario … Austin Jermayne Lewis. August 2017. [Photo by Joey Holdershaw]

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A beaming Heather Lyons at the top of the Sugarloaf. August 2017. [Photo by Peggy O’Connell]

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All the way from Victoria, BC … Greg Anderson and his wife Annette. It was Greg’s first visit back to Campbellton in 30 years. August 2017. [Photo by Karen Anderson]

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June Anderson from Quispamsis, NB checks out the plaque honouring the slain Moncton Mounties. August 2017. [Photo by Karen Anderson]

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Mr. Go Pro … Joey Holdershaw visiting from Ontario. Summer 2017.

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Above the clouds: Rose Beek of Campbellton and Monique Boudreau of Pointe-a-la-Croix, Quebec.

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Myah Barristo, Josee Doucet, and Alex Jones. October 2017. [Photo by Author.]

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Peggy O’Connell and Joanne Currie enjoy a sip of water … and the view!

Just an aside here, but a gentleman [initials: Jimmy Allison] who has been to the top of the Sugarloaf thousands of times — notes that most of those who hike the path are women. “Women,” he says, “climb the Sugarloaf — guys go to the gym.”

I’d say that at least three-quarters of those who climb the Sugarloaf are women.

World-Class view …

so how about a world-class tourist site? It’s possible. But do the people want that??

By world-class tourist attraction, I’m talking about a cable car up the face of the mountain — just like in the Alps, the Canadian Rockies and other places around the world. And at the very top of the Sugarloaf, a complex of chalets [great for honeymooners], revolving restaurant, a large, wooden platformed-viewing area with benches, shelters, fixed-binoculars, a souvenir shop, running water and toilets.

Even a glass walkway, like they now have south of Jasper, Alberta. Glass-roofed cabins so people can study the stars at night. As well: an interactive, educational centre. And groomed walking trails across the top of the mountain — not as wide as the Terry Fox Trail — but designed just as well.

And along the spine of the Sugarloaf — near one of the existing paths — a wide, wooden stairway with metal hand-rails … running from the bottom to the top with resting spots with benches and sheltered lookouts along the way.

The Sugarloaf is, as one commentator to the Downhomers Facebook site put it, an ‘undeveloped asset.’

It was Campbellton’s greatest visionary, Charlie Van Horne, who tried to build a hotel complex and revolving restaurant on top of Sugarloaf Mountain. That was more than half a century ago. His dream went up in smoke. Literally. One night visitors arrived carrying gasoline …

Dany Roy, a longtime local resident, is a businessman who’d love to see the Sugarloaf developed further. Dany and his family have been climbing the path for years. “They’ve been saying this forever,” he says [of developing the site]. “It’s a nice place,” adding, “… a perfect spot.”

“People would come from China to see the beautiful scenery here.”

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A sign at the start of the trail points the way. So does Monique Boudreau. September 2017. [Photo by Rose Beek]

Can’t say I disagree with Roy, but that’s my bias. I recognize that some wouldn’t want to have the site developed at all; in fact, some would prefer it to be the way things were 150 years ago.

There’s nothing wrong with having diverse opinions. That’s all part of a democracy.

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Part of the existing trail up the side of the Sugarloaf. Hiking NB describes the hike as ‘intermediate.’ [Photo by Author]

One is also free to climb the face but, of course, it’s far more dangerous. If you try to climb the face, take your time [stop for rest breaks], wear a helmet and take along a cell phone in case you get in trouble.

And unless you’re an experienced climber, avoid those cliffs above the crosses.

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About 40 percent of the way up the face … Click to enlarge. [Photo by Author — who wasn’t wearing a helmet. Duh.]

Speaking of democracy, put the matter to a referendum — and if the majority of people are in favour of further development of the Sugarloaf — then have a comprehensive study done [with input from professionals and environmentalists] to best determine how Charlie Van Horne’s dream can become a reality.

To borrow a line from Kevin Costner’s 1989 drama film, A Field of Dreams, “if you build it, they will come …”

Perhaps, in the end, it’s not affordable. Not doable. But … maybe it is. A study would sort this out.

It would please me to no end to see more seniors on the top of the Sugarloaf and — for the first time — people in wheelchairs.

If a trail and viewing area were properly developed, there would be far fewer injuries.

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The trail in a shroud of mist. Slippery rocks, slippery roots. September 2017. [Photo by Rose Beek]

I can see tourists flocking to Campbellton to ride the cable car and enjoy the spectacular view and everything that goes with it. And that’s 12-months of the year.

I also believe that a development would be a tremendous shot in the arm for both the local and provincial economy. As Dany Roy put it, “It would make Campbellton great again.”

Who knows? With proper planning and management, a world-class tourist site with first-class amenities could become the number one employer in the Campbellton area.

It’s certainly worth consideration.

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29 thoughts on “My Love Affair with a Mountain ♥

  1. WOW!!! I am lost for words. Peter Irving. My brother hung with his brother, Sterling.

    You know as a teenager I don’t think I paid much attention to the Sugarloaf, although I too had a clear view of it out my back door at 52 Duncan. When I do make it back home now, I am in awe of its magical size.



  2. My hometown was Dalhousie N.B. and always remember Sugarloaf Mountain and those two white crosses.

    Thank you for sharing the history of the Mountain … so very well done. You should really consider putting this in book form.


  3. Would you happen to know about the cable car that was attached to the mountain to bring supplies up to the top? I have always seen it, but never knew what it was used for. I am assuming that it was for bringing tools and what have you to the top.

    By the way, love this story and as a fellow Campbelltonian, I miss the place as well.


  4. My maiden name used to be Claire Hachey; I lived in Atholville but was born in Campbellton, 1956.

    A death in the family had my brother and I living for a while where I could see the Sugarloaf Mountain and the crosses, maybe around 1964. The man and woman had an older son, maybe named Walter? Not sure, not sure his age either, I just remember being there, seeing that mountain daily.

    I always loved the Sugarloaf, I spoke well of it my whole life. I don’t know what town I was in, but the mountain always said I wasn’t far from home.❤️


  5. Such a special ‘affair’ with a beautiful mountain of memories old and new.

    Loved the photos, especially the night shot and the sunrise over the city.

    Yes, easily found the drone operator.


  6. Thank you for the history lesson. It is truly amazing how much information we thought we knew about our hometown and how much we didn’t know.

    Being born in Atholville and raised in Campbellton, these ARE things we should have learned in school and not history of the US.

    Thank you again for the amazing article.


  7. Thanks for the article. I learned a few things from it.

    I was told as a kid that the mountain was 999 feet tall, and so the geological monument was to give it the elevation to make it an ‘official’ mountain bigger than 1000 feet. But I don’t recall who said this, so chalk it up to an urban legend I guess.

    Also, Charlie Thomas was my brother. It is kind of you to mention his contribution.


  8. Lots of adventures “up the Sugarloaf” remembered.

    In the 1960’s, the western end of the Sugarloaf provided fill for the Campbellton approach of another landmark, the Charles Van Horne Bridge.


  9. Great article.

    I grew up on Christoper Avenue which was changed to Victoria Street and again to Aucoin Street. My favorite street name is Christopher Avenue which I think was named after your family.

    I never understood why the town wanted to change the name of the street in the first place. The house never moved but it had three different addresses. The house is still standing. My sister lives there. A house that my father built.

    The Sugarloaf mountain is in the back of the house. We had a clear view from our bedroom and kitchen window. We had a wonderful deck in the back of our house. I thought we had the best view in town.

    How I loved Campbellton but I had to grow up. Jobs were scarce and it did not hold a bright future for young adults unless you were lucky.

    I moved in 1966 to Toronto to work and further my education. In 1976 I moved to Chicago and presently I am retired and since moved to Michigan. I married and had two children. I brought them back many times when they young to be with their grandparents and play with their cousins. I wanted them to see and experience the place where I grew up.

    What I am mostly proud of is my father Alex Johnson and his brother Seely that they were the first people to paint the crosses on the Sugarloaf mountain.

    As a young child, I remember when my father would come home for supper after a long summer day of painting the crosses. I remembered he said that it was difficult to get the paint and ladder up the front of the mountain and that it was a rough climb.

    I remember when he first told me the story of the sisters and how they fell. It made me sad and I thought in my young mind “What if it was me and my sister?” “What would we have done?” I never thought that I would ever climb the mountain. Seemed liked like a very scary thing to do.

    I would change my mind.

    When I was around 11 or 12 our parents allowed us to climb the mountain with friends. Sometimes we might have had as many as 15 kids from our neighborhood that would be climbing the mountain on a summer day. It was always an adventure.

    Alex Johnson was born in 1898. That would make him 57 years old in that picture of him leaning against the cross.

    His brother Seely was older. He was not afraid of heights. He was a foreman of Bridge and Buildings for the Canadian National Railroad in Campbellton. His job required him to work on high bridges.

    Seely loved Campbellton! He was one of the founding fathers of the Canadian Legion and was an active member for over 75 years. He fought in the First World War. He told many stories of the war.

    When I took a closer look at the picture, I noticed that he documented the date that the crosses were painted and hand-painted a little story regarding the accident. That was truly my Dad. He wanted everyone to remember.

    I want to thank you for honoring him and acknowledging him and his brother Seely. Alex Johnson died a couple of months before his 99 birthday.

    I love the articles you post and I guess I am a lot like you. I left a piece of my heart there, I miss my hometown and I will never forget how wonderful and beautiful it was to grow up there. I would like to return to find the piece of my heart I left behind. Where will I find it? In the little house I grew up in or is it on top of the Sugarloaf mountain? Maybe it is in Tide Head where I went swimming or somewhere on the streets of town when I walked everywhere. No buses there! And if I do find it, I may leave it there. ♥️


  10. Bravo!!!! Once again my friend you have captured me in your writings.

    You have a marvelous gift and I am thankful you share them with me … thank you.


  11. I didn’t realize the Bay of Chaleur moved so close to Campbellton! Nice shot.

    Those night time shots of Sugarloaf are terrific especially the one with lightning you didn’t take 🙊.

    Great article.


  12. I would like to make a correction. Alex was a founding member of the Canadian Legion anld actively participated in the Legion for over 75 years. Alex was a foreman on the Canadian National Railway. He was employed as a foreman over Bridge and Buildings.

    Seely was a taxidermist and served as a local weatherman.


  13. I really enjoyed reading your article. Campbellton and Sugarloaf Mountain, cannot talk of one without the other.

    Spent almost all of my years in that town, the last thirty years our living room window was facing the mountain. Could see the two crosses clearly and remember seeing them being painted. Was always fascinated by the different versions of the story of the two women’s fall.

    Thanks Mr. Christopher for sharing your personal feelings towards that landmark.


  14. Another well-written and documented story. You excel in your writing and I look forward to every article. Also looking forward to my visit to Campbellton in August.


  15. I just toured the retired volcano from your home town area. It was an amazing short journey which gave the sense of history and beauty.

    A sad event, those two girls that fell in 1924.

    My favourite pic is the painting of the hill in 1879. I can get the sense of unspoiled paradise with the painting.

    I sometimes feel a bit sad about the “lost paradise” all the now-populated places were 100 years ago. There are still many untouched places, I know, but just the same … what have we done … damn it.


  16. Wonderful! Magical! I grew up in Brookside Park and this great piece of nature was my backyard. It was our playground. Many adventures. Some to share and others, while exciting and memorable, cannot be shared!😊

    Thank you for a great article! Keep them coming.


  17. Well done! I really enjoyed this article, it brought back so many wonderful memories of climbing the Sugarloaf in the 60’s & 70’s.

    We also had a great view of the mountain from our house on Landsdowne … and even though I love my adopted province, there’s no place like home.


  18. Wonderful to accidently stumble on this article.

    I recognised the mountain from the first picture. Small world! I grew up at 53 Duncan (born 1945) and made many trips up the Sugarloaf from a path on the other side of the brook. Used to be a wonderful walk but the final trail to the summit was over huge boulders so I imagine the guy on the horse up there must have rode up there from somewhere else.

    Also the old painting is looking at the mouth of Walkers Brook into what we called Rabbit Toen.

    Brought back lots of wonderful memories of home.


  19. On August 3, 2013 I climbed the Sugarloaf 8 times non-stop. As soon as I reached the bottom, went straight up again. This was accomplished with no rests and with only one bottle of water.

    I was 63 at the time.

    Dave Jenson, a Halifax firefighter [originally from Dalhousie], did it 10 times that day. Dave was 33 years old and 25 pounds lighter. He had trained for weeks.

    Dave did it as part of a fundraiser for minor hockey.


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