With heavy hearts, we announce that Ken passed away on January 27th, 2023 in Winnipeg, Manitoba at the age of 75 years with his loving family by his side.

 

Husband, best friend and soul mate of Brenda Robins; father of Kenny (Dawne), Tara-D, Garrett and “you are not my son, but you are my son” Shawn (Carrie), step-son Shayne (Sherry).

 

His sister Iris who always held a very special place in his heart.  Sister-in-law Vicky (who he always laughingly referred to as one of the “hayloft twins” (Sean).  His grandchildren Anthony, Ally, Ronan (who will miss his special pasta sauce), Jordyn (who he was so very proud of and loved her many hugs), Logan (who was always referred to as “a lad with a politician’s mind”) and Leland (who grandpa had searching for a hedgehog that didn’t even exist). Son of Kenneth and Joan Robins (deceased).

 

Ken was the middle child of five – two older sisters and two younger brothers.  He is survived by his sister Iris Hall.  His sister Wendy Sullivan and brothers William and Guy predeceased Ken before their time.

 

Even though he was the middle child, being the one in control came early to Ken and never left him.  He certainly excelled at it too.  He had lots of friends/followers as a child who always liked him to be the leader.  Ken’s father was an outdoorsman who loved nature and animals so the family spent most weekends outdoors – camping, swimming, hunting, fishing, skating, tobogganing and picnics by the river.  This lifestyle would always be a part of Ken’s life, as would at least one dog by his side.

 

Ken joined the renowned Preston Scout House Drum and Bugle Corps in his teens and the discipline and teamwork that was required to be the best became a passion for him.  It served him well when he joined the Canadian army in 1964. Ken became a military policeman and travelled as a peacekeeper to Cyprus and Germany. Eventually he was stationed to Sioux Lookout, Ontario to the radar base which changed his life forever.

 

The outdoors again called to this outdoorsman and Ken left the military after 20 years to become owner and operator of Ojibway Outfitters.  He flourished as a business owner and offered many fishermen an adventure that would keep them coming back year after year.

 

With his wife Brenda by his side, Ken worked hard to build Lac Seul Outposts into what it is today.

 

Many guests who continue to come back year after year are no longer guests but friends.  Ken could often be found in the center of camp encircled by a ring of men telling one of his many colorful jokes.  

 

Ken has made me laugh everyday of our life together.  Ken liked to fish but when he was always out fished by his sister Iris or his wife Brenda he always had the line “it was the guide.”  Ken and Brenda did a lot of fishing during the years but as time moved on he just enjoyed sitting on the deck of their cabin, surrounded by the many dogs and enjoyed the view.

 

Ken had a strong and forceful presence and will leave a large void in many people’s lives.  He could always be counted on for advice or help, a joke, a hug, a shoulder to cry on.  

 

“He was my rock, my love, my soulmate.  If you are lucky and you find a love like ours, you have been kissed by an angel as I was.”

 

Ken’s family kindly requests that all of his friends and relatives take a few minutes to honour his memory by sharing photos, memories, and stories, using the comment section on this page.

 

In Accordance with his wishes, cremation has taken place and no formal service will be held.  A celebration of his life will be held each and every day as guests arrive in camp which he referred to as “his little piece of heaven” and memories shared.

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He’s Gone 

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You can shed tears that he is gone,

Or you can smile because he lived, 

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You can close your eyes and pray

that he will come back,

Or you can open your eyes

and see all that he has left. 

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Your heart can be empty because you can't see him Or you can be full of the love that you shared, 

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You can turn your back on tomorrow

and live yesterday,

Or you can be happy for tomorrow

because of yesterday. 

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You can remember him and only that he is gone

Or you can cherish his memory and let it live on. 

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You can cry and close your mind,

be empty and turn your back, 

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Or you can do what he would want:

smile, open your eyes, love and go on.