Watching the game live was a amazing experience

Love watching curling on TV but I have never been until I won a free tickets to a game one night; first time ever to a live game .

Watching the game live was a amazing experience. The crowd was cheering loudly and the rocks thrown were on fire .

I would love to take a friend who never experienced it live also . The joy of seeing all the fun experiences and getting to the other events would be a first for us. I never had time to get to any because of work.

I played as a kid way back, so was a experience to see the top curlers shoot end to end and hold strong over the pressure.

Amazing games with


We Love to Curl at Lancaster Curling Club.

I was introduced to the sport of curling as a spectator at the Ottawa Brier in 2001 and was just so entertained by the interaction between fans and players. I remember thinking what other sport would you find this crazy closeness. It was just the neatest thing.

I’ve only taken up the sport six years ago at our local curling rink. The Lancaster and District Curling Club is now my home away from home. It wasn’t long after I started that I, along with another club member, were asked to take on the organization of one of our yearly bonspiels. It had always been called the Birthday Bonspiel, so being it was in January, what better birthday to celebrate than the birthday of Robbie Burns.

I wasn’t sure what to expect but I was simply amazed and amused with the participation of our tartan-clothed members. Every year since, I’ve had a different theme. Canada’s 150th celebration bonspiel was super neat and heart-warming. All of our provinces and territories were represented and they all came together to sing our national anthem at the end of the fun-filled day.

Olympic year, same outstanding response. Young and old and in between played in the spirit of the Olympics Games.

Last year we had a Birthday theme; teams were organized according to their birth month, some teams of course were weak and some strong, but I had no complaints, just enthusiasm. It was all about the birthday cakes in the end anyway.

Most recently Black and White was the theme, we had Penguins, who I have to say felt right at home on the ice, along with Panda Bears, Pirates, Jailbirds, Skunks and a few others. I have to say this time around, I had no doubt whatsoever what to expect, I knew they would come dressed in their best blacks and whites and be ready to take on their fellow members in a few great games of curling.

It’s because of this wonderful participation of our members, year after year, no matter the theme that made me want to submit my personal story. I get it now, that day in Ottawa in 2001. It’s the neatest thing. We Love to Curl at Lancaster Curling Club.


Teresa Wallace

My sister Paula and I have curled together for a good 25 years.

This last season I left her team in order to encourage new curlers into the sport. I went from front end to skipping which is quite the change.

My sister also added a new player to the game. Mid season here at Kamloops Curling Centre we finally were scheduled to play each other. In honour of our 86 year old mother Elizabeth, a 3 time top lead in the Canadian Seniors Curling Championship, we played for the Baba Cup. (Baba is Ukrainian for grandma).

Though the score was lopsided we had a blast as you can tell by our happy faces in the pictures included. Look out next year Paula, we’re going to even the score!




But our ice isn’t hockey ice

Our family loves curling. It’s an activity for all ages, including our youngest son Reid.

When he was 7, Reid started curling at the Crestwood Curling Club in Edmonton, in the Saturday morning Little Rocks program.

At the end of the season, the Crestwood juniors had a fun skills competition as part of their wind-up, and they invited the Little Rocks kids to join them. Reid, age 7, won the skills competition against all the other curlers! He made a draw to the button to seal the win.

He was so excited and proud of his prize, a curling broom. Reid is now 11 and he has been an enthusiastic curler since. Lots of Canadian families spend their weekends in a rink, we are no different. But our ice isn’t hockey ice, we are at the Crestwood Curling Club, participating in the junior curling program on Saturdays and open league on Sundays.

We appreciate how accessible the sport is to all ages, the decadent eats that Knosh catering makes (chocolate/nutella pancakes this morning) and the warm, welcoming smile we get from every person.


Haliburton Curling Club – making the winters worthwhile

Late last summer, my wife and I moved from “the city” to a small rural community. One of the first things we did was join the Haliburton Curling Club, as we had been told repeatedly “winter can be long,” and because we knew it was a place to meet new people.

And it has been totally worthwhile.

Playing once or twice a week has definitely made the dark winter weeks pass relatively quickly. Our curling skills have improved thanks to patient mentors and coaches. And not only have we met new people, but we’ve also made new friends.

I’m grateful to this sport that is skillful, fun, and that creates a sense of community and inclusion. Moving to a new town – to a new community – has been made so much more easier thanks to curling.


Curling and the television – a love affair

I grew watching the Scotties and the Brier, not really by choice, but because my Dad was a huge curling fan, so as a kid, I didn’t get to choose what channel we watched. So for 2 weeks of the year, we watched nothing but curling.

Back then, the cool or neat thing I always like to see is when they would put up the curler’s occupation and you would see something like a lawyer, business owner, trainer, etc. Fast forward to today, it’s still a highlight for me to see because it’s a great reminder that these athletes who are competing for a National title have day jobs, just like me, and when it’s all over they’ll go back to their normal daily lives. It is a beautiful part of our sport that kind of grounds you a bit, that Monday – Friday the athletes could be doing a 9-5 daily routine, on the weekend you are competing for National Title.

I finally got up the courage to try curling a number of years ago after watching it so much. The Manotick Curling Club (near Ottawa) had a Learn to Curl program and a great Saturday night pick up the league. I discovered pretty quickly that the teams who compete for the provincials, and the Scotties, Briers and Grand Slams make it look so easy to send the rocks up and down the sheet and make take-outs, hits, freezes look so easy. It is not, it’s hard, takes practice and for my first year I spent more time falling down, slipping, and barely getting rocks over the hog line or throwing them straight through.

It made me love the game even more. While this is a funny story or one of triumph; it’s one that started small, watching curling with my Dad, growing up watching the Brier and the Scotties. I lost my Dad to cancer a little more than a year ago, but in the last 5-6 years, it was almost like a tradition, that when the Brier and the Scotties started, we’d always call each other to talk about the teams, who we thought was going to win. Dad always cheered for Newfoundland (home) no matter their chances and never missed a game that was televised where Newfoundland was playing.

My two kids are young but like to sit with me (for a limited time mind you) to watch some curling, like this week at the Scotties. The like to cheer for the red team or yellow, depending on who’s winning. I’m looking forward to when they are of age to introduce them to Little Rocks and hopefully, they’ll fall in love with the game of curling.


Watching curling!

Hey curlers and curling fans. About five years ago I was flipping through tv channels and came across a curling game. My son was with me and he seemed interested in watching it. He is visually impaired and has trouble watching most sports on TV but could follow the rocks and loved the overhead shots. We then started going to watch curling. We have been to provincial Scotties, Scotties in St. Catherine’s, grand slams in Oshawa and Toronto. The fans, volunteers are always super nice to my son.