Monday, February 8, 2010


Keeping the Tradition Alive - The Girl Guides guiding horses!

A few summers ago, Linda Rainbow took part in a pack trip with her fellow Girl Guides. It was an experience that changed her life. Later on, Linda returned to the ranch and took part in our 2-Week Wilderness Guide Training Course and became a licensed Wilderness Guide. Last summer, Linda's second season of guiding, she guided another group of Girl Guides through the mountains. It sounds like this experience had a large impact on the girls again. One of the Girl Guides wrote about her trip.

Here is Kendra's story:

"The glacier brook bubbled down the side of the mountain. It gurgled over rocks and carved its way down the stream bed. Indian Paintbrushes, purple daisies, and a variety of other wildflowers bent over the brook. The water rolled down and became a deep, glossy pool that reflected the cobalt blue of the sky. I stood in that nearly frozen brook for nearly six minutes. Sure it was mid-August, but the chilly mountain stream didn't know that.
The sun was quickly disappearing behind the mountain-side, and the trail guides were heading off to hobble the horses. I wandered back up to the camp, wishing the rest of the group good-night and headed off to bed. After a full day of riding I sleep like a baby in my sleeping bag!
The next morning I awoke to a knocking on the front of the canvas tent. Brenda, the Girl Guide leader, called “Come on girls, it’s time to get up”. A pair of birds called in the distance and the neigh of a horse finally brought me to the surface of my sleeping bag. Pulling on my jeans, t-shirt and bandana I trooped out towards the kitchen, in search of breakfast.
The camp was comfortable and straight out if a story book. A fire pit had long benches around it, a long picnic table, and a kitchen made around a group of trees shaped the Eldorado Camp. The brook gurgled away below us as we ate a hot breakfast and discussed today's ride. We decided on a trail that took us up into the mountain tops. After a long trail ride through flowering meadows we made it to the top. The view was amazing with mountain tops as far as I could see in every direction. Wind gusted around me, and I held onto my camera and saddle to steady myself. The Cayuse Mountain horse I was riding lowered her head as another gust of wind swirled around us. Guiding horses is tough but rewarding!
One of our guides, Linda, pointed out dark patches on the side of the mountain where the rocks had tumbled away. I listened as she told us that it was mostly dark jade and later I joined in with the group searching for the roundest, purest pieces of jade as we rode back down into the valley. The silence of the mountain made me want to yell “echo” to see if I would receive an answer.
Back at camp I sat on a large boulder, rolled my jeans up to my knees and soaked my feet in the refreshing water, just as I had the night before. I thought about the past week. Tomorrow was the last day of this amazing experience. I found myself wondering if I would come back to the Chilcotin Mountains, riding and guiding horses through the flowering alpine valleys. I truly hope so."

K. Pederson, BC, 2009


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