Things didn't go exactly as I planned on Saturday.
First, I was late arriving at Queenston Heights for the reenactment of the famous 1812 battle.
AND every last one of the 15,000 attendees stood directly in front of me.
I didn't see a thing.
As far as I knew General Brock might have been able to dodge the American sniper's bullet this time.
The only thing I saw was some of the cast of 22 Minutes suddenly materialize in from of me.
(22 Minutes is a satirical Canadian news show.)
I watched Shaun Majumder interview an Iroquois warrior.
If they use any of the clips, they will be on TV Tuesday night.
Then, when I was chatting up these handsome fellows my camera battery died and it started to rain.
I went home grumpy.
The nexr day was better.
I arrived in front of the Niagara-on-the-Lake Court House early.
General Isaac Brock's body was lying in it's coffin beside the body of his aide-de-camp, Lieutenant Colonel John Macdonnell.
There were a few speeches about the War of 1812 and how nice it is that we are friends with the Americans now, then two horses pulling flat bed carts pulled up in front of the coffins.
General Brock's beloved horse Alfred followed.
(Okay it isn't the real Alfred. There are horse reenactors too.)
We heard the sound of flutes and drums as the funeral procession marched towards the Court House.
British soldiers marched in the lead.
The Canadian Militia followed.
Many of us in this area had ancestors who fought in the Militia.
Tecumseh survived the Battle of Queenston Heights.* (see comment section for correction)
200 of his warriors were in Brock's funeral procession.
After the warriors passed, Brock's casket was carefully loaded onto the cart.
Notice the modern military presence. When one of the reenactors in the uniform of a British officer walked by the soldier he saluted and the man saluted back.
It was very eerie.
As if we'd passed through a portal in time briefly.
More British soldiers followed the cart.
Finally the women, elders and children walked to the funeral to honour General Brock.
"I well remember the day General Brock ... was killed. I was at the funeral. I remember hearing the muffled drum and seeing the soldiers standing in line and the bands marched between the two lines of soldiers as the body was carried ... to Fort George and was buried there. While the American flag at Fort Niagara was at half mast."
It was an amazing week-end.
A job well done by reenactors from both sides of the border.