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Riding horses at Rainbow Lodge

Looking back on past summers (even ones that haven't quite ended yet), it's easy to remember the good parts: days at the lake, hiking around the valley and camping under clear skies.
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horsin' around A group of riders ready to head out on the trail. Philip Collection

Looking back on past summers (even ones that haven't quite ended yet), it's easy to remember the good parts: days at the lake, hiking around the valley and camping under clear skies.

At the museum, we're lucky to have the written records of various people's memories of summers at Alta Lake, including one Douglas W. Barlow.

Barlow worked with the horses at Rainbow Lodge for the summer of 1930. Though the lodge started as a fishing resort, horseback rides were a popular pastime for guests. Barlow was in charge of the lodge's 17 horses and the various trail rides throughout the week. As he remembered, his charges kept him busy.

Some mornings, guests could go on breakfast rides to the Green River. Barlow would take a packhorse over the day before with all of the food and dishes for the early breakfast and guests would book their ride in the main lodge.

Barlow did not exaggerate when describing the trip as an early morning ride: the call time was 4 a.m. By that time, all the horses had to be saddled and ready to go and Barlow had the job of knocking on cabin doors to wake up the guests.

Not surprisingly, some guests would opt out. When that happened, Barlow would unsaddle the horses and send them back to roll around in the dirt of the stables, only to have a guest change their mind and run up at the last minute.

On the other end of the spectrum from breakfast rides, Barlow led midnight rides as well. He described these rides as "where you took a group out on the trail, built a campfire, toasted marshmallows, played the guitar and sang."

Not all of the rides went smoothly. By the end of the summer, when many of the guests were getting more comfortable on horseback, a group headed down to a long sandbar on the river where they could race. One horse got spooked, jumped to the side and threw its rider into the path of the other horses. Luckily, only the girl's glasses were broken but she was left uninjured though pretty shaken.

As Barlow recalled, these were "good days at Rainbow."

When not riding, he had time to hike up the surrounding mountains and "play in the snow" and some nights, he and a group of others would take a boat out with a gramophone, cushions and pie and milk from the kitchen.

The busiest days were Sundays, when the railway ran an excursion train up to Rainbow. Trainloads of visitors from Vancouver would descend on Rainbow Lodge for about two and a half hours where staff would serve afternoon tea, cake, sandwiches and ice cream. Those who were inclined could be taken on short rowboat rides on the lake. With all this going on, it's no surprise the horses were not taken out on Sundays.

Barlow only worked at Rainbow Lodge for one summer. He then worked in the forestry service in the province but every time he was on a train that stopped at Rainbow he would get off for a minute to look for the Philips on the platform.