Samantha Lynn Pullen

Born: 9th November 1974

Samantha (Sammy) was born at University Hospital London. She is the daughter of Roland David Pullen and Dianne Louise Pullen nee Wray and the sister of Jennifer Chantal Pullen.

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Sammy was raised in England, mostly in Huddersfield, West Yorkshire. She went to B.C., Canada for college (Agriculture Teaching Degree) and liked it there so much she stayed (after a brief sojourn in Haines, Alaska). She now lives and works at Headwaters Ranch, a Christian community ranch with about twenty-five residents. They run a cattle ranch to subsist and a highway restaurant/gas station/motel "Mae's Kitchen" to make cash.

Sammy went to the following schools

Sandygates Infant's School (1979-81): Red tie.
Selby Primary School (??) (1981): No uniform, no shoes upstairs.
Lindley Infants and Junior Schools (1981-86): Green and gold tie.
Salendine Nook High School (1986-91): No tie unless in orchestra purple, black, and white for them.
Huddersfield New College (1991-93): No uniform un-conservative dress normal.
Covenant Life College (1994-1998): No uniform conservative dress code.

The following is a description, written by Sammy, of where she now lives:

'Pink Mountain (our hamlet) is basically a few gas stations on the Alaska Highway. The population is all ranchers, outfitters, or gas station owners. The only point of interest is Mae's Kitchen, which is an internationally famous restaurant (or truck stop really).

Pink Mountain is a hundred miles from the nearest town where you can buy stuff (Fort St. John) and ten hours drive from the nearest big city. This is not a lot by Canadian standards, but is remote enough. They are only just now thinking about creating an internet server for our area. Our phones are served by radio towers, not land lines. We still have to supply our own water, electricity, and sewage disposal. Bears wander around our driveway and moose and deer graze alongside the cattle. Wolf packs can be a problem in calving season. Buffalo have been re-introduced to the outback beyond our road ending.

Temperatures in winter average 0 to -20 F, with occasional drops to -40. Summer weather is usually dry and scorching hot. The amount of daylight varies greatly between summer and winter too.

We grow our own hay and vegetables, and do our own construction, but since the summer is so short we tend to work from May through September and then spend the winter recovering. We, along with many neighbours, don't get TV. Roads and fences are minimal, so we still chase cattle on horses. The fellows around here mostly still wear cowboy hats and boots and ride in the rodeo. One neighbour is a bull-riding world champion. This is not a place where yuppies come; this is a place where people live who want peace and quiet and old-style country living.' 2002

The following is a poem written by Sammy (2002):

There's strange things done in the midnight sun
By the men who raise cattle in that cold:
Strange clothes worn, strange hopes born,
And stranger tales told.
O the northern lights run over queer sights
But the queerest they ever did run
T'was by Cameron Crick and Mountain Pink
Where a grizzly chewed Sammy Lynn

Now Sammy Lynn was from England green
Where the rain makes flowers grow
Why she left that damp for a frozen camp
God only knows.
It was always cold and white with snow
And a summer more brown than green
But the only one with cabin fever was
(You've guessed it) Sammy Lynn.

Now the ranch boss tried to toughen her hide
And break her greenhorn ways
But she still rode knees up, back all bent
And with downward pointing toes
She'd jaunty snap to her baseball cap
A swagger to her tennis shoes
And with a merry hum of Beethoven
She turned the other cowboys puce.

One day last May, driving cattle away
to range, as we do every year
A grizzly smelled food and spied the dude
Sammy Lynn, trailing in the rear.
Hearing one bear grunt the wise horse dumped
His rider and took off for the hills
While Sammy Lynn climbed a tree like she was part monkey
With the bear hot on her heels

Well the bear found a perch not quite within reach
Of his first springtime appetiser
So he chewed off the soles of her Nike tennis shoes
As she tried to wriggle higher.
Now this grizzly's fare was usually northern wear
Digestible leather cowboy boots
So when that plastic and nylon hit his upper colon
He died, poisoned, in minutes.

Now Sammy Lynn still wears a city grin,
Baseball cap, and bear-proof tennis shoes
But she hums western tunes and is a northerner true
Telling all the tallest bear tales
O them northern lights run over queer sights
But the queerest they ever did run
Was by Cameron Crick and Mountain Pink
Where that grizzly chewed on Sammy Lynn.

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