Please take Ted Kennedy out of here... as far away as possible, maybe the Antartic.
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I love Canadians, love the land, love the beer, and the people are friendly. But I too have had bad experiences, in the late 1960's, at USA borders with Canada, at the hands of the RCMP and the OPP (Ontario Provincial Police)at two different points of entry into the country. I found out the hard way that their authority and power at the borders are very wide.
At one checkpoint, returning to the USA from a two week road trip on my motorcycle, I declared one package of firecrackers that I was taking home. Turns out the firecrackers were made in "Communist China". I was told to pull over, and my bike was totally disembled - including the seat, tank, and headlight taken apart, my backpack, sleeping bag, messkit, fishing gear, and everything else - all was spread out on the cement. When they were done, they just walked away with no apology or anything, and left me to put it all back together.
The other border experience was worse. This time I was driving a car and had my wife with me. We were returning from fishing out of Chapleau (had flown from there to the bush in a Beaver, White River Air Service) Anyway, we were re-entering the US at Sault Ste. Marie, and we answered the standard border questions. We had nothing to declare but Walleye, Lake Trout, and Northern Pike.
Inexplicably, I was told to pull over. They opened the large cooler and poked holes in all the aluminum foil-wrapped filets. They walked the drug dog around the car, and the dog alerted on my wife's borrowed suitcase.
Unfortunately, they found a single marijuana seed in the elastic pouch inside the lid. One seed. I was furious with my wife, even though it wasn't really her fault. Long story short, we were both strip searched in back rooms. The car was completely gone through, EVERYTHING was searched. We lost about 4 hours out of our lives there, but everything turned out ok.