Haliburton Highland Games - July 9-2011 Foto by Terrance Gavan

[Video] Haliburton Games in Haliburton – ah a wee bit o’ success this year!

Great Highlands games and lots of people too

By Terrance Gavan – Highlands Games correspondent

The Haliburton Highland Games certainly reflect heritage.

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Ah yes. The Scots Gods - and Mel Gibson? - were smilin' on the Highlands yesterday July 9 as wicked sunshine spilled in and spread to every corner of the Highlands. Photo By Terrance Gavan.

But the games also serve a larger purpose.

They bring a diverse set of people to Haliburton County for a day of multicultural celebration.

The Scots are crazy. Not as crazy as my Celtic tribe. But they come close.

I cite the Caber toss. After that no further arguments necessary.

Men dressed in ersatz mini-skirts congregate in a field.

They uproot several telephone polls and in a moment of unchoreographed frenzy?

They run to these uprooted phallic symbols. And yes, of course, they pick them up. They grunt; they snuffle; and they groan.

Once balanced in the delicate arena surrounding their own wee bairn of heritage they balance their huge poles and as drummers and pipers drone they throw the pole up in the air.

That’s it. It’s called the caber toss. And it’s a staple at Highland Games.

Of course it is. It’s why we love the Scots. They maintain the old traditions. They dance, they herd sheep, they play the bagpipe.

They wear Kilts.

I go every year.

And I take pictures. But more I go to remember just how outnumbered I am – a lone Dogan; a tranquil mick in this swelled mass of Scots – in the Highlands of Haliburton.

I talked to a lot of people on the crowded grounds on Saturday, July 9. There were real live Englanders there, I met a Pakistani couple with their kids, and I even met four Baptists – now they were handing out temperance leaflets at the front door of the beer tent but they were there!

And yes it’s always a great day when Scots’ congregate.

Now!

Here’s what we do to make this cabe thing go viral.

Guys. You have to invent Cabers at Dawn.

Where two men enter a ring and toss those cabers at each other.

Helmets are mandatory.

Get gav@pardontheeruption.com.
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