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The Carleton Place Night Patrol: Aka Skin Dogging — Larry Clark

The Carleton Place Night Patrol: Aka Skin Dogging  — Larry Clark

Don’t have any idea who came up with this terminology but it was something we used quite often; like in, “ what will we do tonight” and this was most often answered with, “lets go skin dogging” (although we used it as one word).I say “skin dogging” now, as that is how it is defined in GOOGLE although the drift of the language has changed somewhat.

skin doggingfrom the term skin dog. when you’re cruising around, or walking through somewheres ( mall, main street,bar, shopping plaza) looking for ladies. or looking for any skin anywheres.friend: where you’s to? me: ahh just going skin dogging, man.friend: nice. nice.by skindoggg October 22, 2009 – Larry Clark


I find it awesome that this term has survived to this day as I figured that it would now be extinct and perhaps it really is, due to the advent of almost instant communication.

Anyway back to Brundage’s BA station, corner of Lake Ave. and Bridge St.; early evening, a group of us in one or more cars would discuss the evenings activities, settle on the above and head out, -north on Bridge St., paying particular attention to the steps at the bank (you know which one) all the way to the town line. Here a decision had to be made,-West to the intersection with High St. (destination diner???) or East to the intersection with Bell to check out Curb Service.

With no luck; back to Brundage’s to swing west on Lake Ave to pass the riverfront, Canoe Club and beyond the high school to reverse course. We must have found this occupation amusing and interesting because we did this circuit many times without (for the most part) or (never having) any “luck”? To break the pattern, a 180 at the town line would suffice, or if something of interest was spotted (seldom), a 180 would be performed at that point.

Photo from the Carleton Place and Beckwith Heritage Museum
Howard McLinton’s Gas Station. Was it was up at the end of High Street on the left as you are going toward Highway 7. Now it is a private home — read Looking for Memories of Harold Linton’s Gas Station

At times we must have peaked the interest of the local gendarmes, for-on one of the many occasions when two (or more) cars were racing down the town line, the race ends at the Hwy 7 junction with a 3 car formation. When the dust settled, it was determined that the third car was occupied by Chief Cornell. A little chagrined (and soon out of pocket), they answered to the ensuing charges with an amount almost equal to a weeks wages.

Peter Bradley
Sat with Herb Cornell on High Street outside our gate manning the speed trap many times. When he went hunting he would often drop off some moose meat to eat. Wonderful Chief! Photo-Vintage Carleton Place & Beckwith
February 1, 2020  · 

It seemed a little ludicrous as these jalopies could barely attain  a speed of 50mph but they were dangerous in other respects. Two cars racing down the Town Line neck and neck, approaching highway 7; whether it was late braking or no braking; the driver one of the vehicles failed to stop and careened through the intersection and crashed the embankment on the other side, crushing his car and a portion of himself-his upper arm broken in several places.

The remedy was a complete arm cast (screws and rods) that he wore for several (6) months and the good news:- he became the best one armed pool player in CP. In order to keep these cars on the road, we all had to become back yard mechanics with varying degrees of competency-some much better than others. Take for instance, an evening drive to Perth and we are all commenting to the driver about his inability to properly steer the car . His solution was to apparently let the car drift to one side and then counter that with the encouragement of a drift in the opposite direction. Worked well for the most part as he only clipped two opposite direction cars. They were barely “grazings” so no stop was made by either party-especially since we would be long gone by the time anyone could turn around. I believe someone else took over the driving for the remainder of the outing.  The drifting tactic was discarded and replaced by good concentrated driving which was needed to overcome the erratic tendencies of the steering/front end wanderings. (I was not either driver).

The old Carleton Place icehouse at the end of High Street past the Supertest Garage on the left taken about 1972–Peter Bradley

Documenting the Roadmasters Road Club? Beth Sweeney

Documenting the Roadmasters Road Club? Beth Sweeney
Beth Sweeney
Jeaneth, Gloria, Jo, me…back in the day💖

Hi Linda,

Just wondering if you have ever run across pics or stories of the Carleton Place boys Roadmasters Road Club? It was in the late 60s. I have my own stories but it would be great to hear from others. Jim Lay(rip) (blue Chevy Impalla), Bill Thom (rip), Billy Crampton, Lloyd Chamney were just a few of the lads. We girlfriends used to sit outside of the location (Old Coleman’s Dairy, converted into a garage) waiting for the guys to take us for a drag race down the Townline!

The lads were pretty fond of their cars. Lots of spit and shine, and lots of shinny hubcaps. I recall how all of us young dating couples would congregate in a lineup of lads, ladies(?) to steam up the car windows (innocent necking days back then). There were always trips to Port Elmsley Drive In theatre to watch a great movie under the stars. There were trips to Rideau Ferry to dance the night away, and of course we all stopped either at A&W drive thru or spent Friday nights at Carleton Place Curb Service, back in the day. In those days the food servers roller skated to your car with those great burgers and fries! Let’s Have Some Curb Service!

As I sit here though I am now remembering Ronnie Latham was part of the Roadmasters (I need help remembering them all). The guys had the greatest jackets made up and I wish I had photos.

Much appreciated! Thank you Linda

No thank you Beth Sweeney!!!!

SO who has photos??? It would be fun to hear stories and see photos.


Linda Gallipeau Johnson emailed me last night with this comment:

Linda, in a conversation about racing yesterday i was telling my grandson about the go-kart race track on the far end of High Street – the ladies that raced were called “Powder Puffs” as i remember. Also remember our neighbor Marion Menzies – Grade 3 teacher at Central used to race as well as her husband. Wonder if there were ever any pictures taken?

Let’s Have Some Curb Service!

In the late 80s Dwight Neron hoped to revive “Curb Service” on Townline that once flourished as the former popular Elmdale Lunch. Elmdale Lunch at one point in time was THE hang out for Carleton Place’s local teenagers. Neron’s dream was to have his new business remind everyone of the nostalgic TV sitcom Happy Days and even set up a real curb service where people could get served in their cars. He even wanted the outdoor waitresses to wear roller skates!

Ted HurdisClorise Anderson the pool place out on the corner of the eighth line. In front of Reids landscape.

Ted HurdisI remember both well. Funny side note we were talking about curb service last night at curling. My buddies and I would meet there almost every Sat. As we were convinced a milkshake, cheeseburger and fries cured the cobwebs out from our Friday night partying. Hahaha it seemed to work.

Beth SweeneySo miss Curb Service. It was a great place to meet up with friends. Good food, good times!

Margaret MartinCurb Service had the best hamburgers & great service, it was missed when it closed.

Ray PaquetteOnly a hang out, the Elmdale Lunch, for those fortunate few that owned or had access to a car! The rest of us hung around the Olympia, the Pool Room or Bellamy’s…

Dale CostelloWorked at Curb Service in the mid 50’s as a car hop. One of my school buds pArents owned the restaurant. They just don’t make them like Curb Service anymore. Sad.

Photo 3 of Mr. Blackburn in a Carleton Place parade in one of his bathroom appliance vehicles.. Notice the CURB SERVICE on the toilet… One of the most requested photos of Carleton Place. Thanks to Karen Blackburn Chenier

A couple of pillows and a blanket, were a nice touch, and made movie-viewing a comfy, cozy event.  We’d also bring a small flashlight, because nothing was worse for us girls than stumbling around on the gravel path, trying to find our way to the washroom, on a dark, moonless night; especially right after watching a scary scene in a horror movie. That just didn’t work for us.  Sometimes we’d bring a roll of t.p. from home, in case they ran out, which happened once in a while during the all-night movie marathons— read more Port Elmsley – Drive-In Dreamin’ Arlene Stafford

Photo- Arlene Stafford- Rideau Ferry Inn – Those Hot Summer Nights!

Oh, those hot summer nights at the Rideau Ferry Inn!  The dancing, the laughter, stolen kisses, sneaking drinks in the parking lot, and the best live rock and roll around!

Its official name back then, was the Poonamalie Pavilion, but nobody called it that.  To my friends and me, it was simply the Rideau Ferry Inn; and you could find us there most weekend nights in the summer, socializing, laughing, and dancing the night away.

Rideau Ferry Inn – Those Hot Summer Nights!

Rideau Ferry Road– Black Snakes Bridges and SS#6

Tales from Oliver’s Ferry

The Tragic Tale of the Rideau Ferry Swing Bridge

The Coutts House- Rideau Ferry Inn

Let’s Have Some Curb Service!




In the late 80s Dwight Neron hoped to revive “Curb Service” on Townline that once flourished as the former popular Elmdale Lunch. Elmdale Lunch at one point in time was THE hang out for Carleton Place’s local teenagers. Neron’s dream was to have his new business remind everyone of the nostalgic TV sitcom Happy  Days and even set up a real curb service where people could get served in their cars. He even wanted the outdoor waitresses to wear roller skates!

Dwight, who was a full time hairdresser, and his partner Dennis Routhus, owner of then Angelo’s restaurant just outside Smiths Falls had so much hope for this location. Curb Service went off to a roaring start with 18 employees, and one of them even being Olivia Schnaufer who was the original owner and cook of Elmdale Lunch. Unfortunately, it closed within the year.

When Neron was asked by reporter Dave Pascal what he would do to increase business in Carleton Place he had the same answer I have been getting 25 years later from local people. We need more outside shoppers in town, as local customers are not enough to sustain the town’s economy.

Neron said tourism was the key to increasing business in Carleton Place. We needed more awareness about our parklands, and even providing camping facilities would be a start to entice summer tourists.

He and I both agree that the main attraction we have is right here in our backyard–The Mississippi. Dwight’s final words in The Carleton Place Canadian were that we should not be directing all our efforts to industry, but instead use what we have here to get those feet shopping and enjoying our beloved town.

It’s 25 years later and what are we still waiting for? A hero to change everything?

Files from the Carleton Place Canadian files from the Carleton Place and Beckwith Heritage Museum




Rick Schnaufer