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Arrow Lakes

Arrow Lakes

Lake in British Columbia, CanadaWikipedia

Search complete. 2 mentions across 2 episodes found for "Arrow Lakes".

Sep 25, 2026

Ted LinhartNARRATOR
56:04
The Ancient Hudson's Bay Company Wakens Up Those eighty Astorians and Nor'westers who set inland with their ten canoes and boats under protection of two swivels encountered as many dangers on the long trip across the continent as they had left at Fort George.
Ted LinhartNARRATOR
56:23
Following the wandering course of the Columbia, the traders soon passed the international boundary northward into the Arrow Lakes with their towering skyline of rampant walls onto the great bend of the Columbia, where the river becomes a tumultuous torrent, milky with glacial sediment, now raving through a narrow canyon, now teased into a white whirlpool by obstructing rocks, now tumbling through vast shadowy forests, now foaming round the green icy masses of some great glacier, and always mountain-girt by the tent-like peaks of the eternal snows.
Ted LinhartNARRATOR
57:03
A plain unvarnished tale, my dear Bellefeu, wrote the mighty McDonald of Garth in his eighty-sixth year for a son, but the old trader's tale needed no varnish of rhetoric.
Ted LinhartNARRATOR
57:16
Nearing the mountains we got scarce of provisions, bought horses for beef.
Ted LinhartNARRATOR
56:24
Those eighty Astorians and Nor'westers who set inland with their ten canoes and boats under protection of two swivels encountered as many dangers on the long trip across the continent as they had left at Fort George.
Ted LinhartNARRATOR
56:38
Following the wandering course of the Columbia, the traders soon passed the international boundary northward into the Arrow Lakes with their towering skyline of rampant walls onto the great bend of the Columbia, where the river becomes a tumultuous torrent, milky with glacial sediment, now raving through a narrow canyon, now teased into a white whirlpool by obstructing rocks, now tumbling through vast shadowy forests, now foaming round the green icy masses of some great glacier, and always mountain-girt by the tent-like peaks of the eternal snows.
Ted LinhartNARRATOR
57:19
A plain unvarnished tale, my dear Bellefeu, wrote the mighty McDonald of Garth in his eighty-sixth year for a son, but the old trader's tale needed no varnish of rhetoric.
Ted LinhartNARRATOR
57:32
Nearing the mountains we got scarce of provisions, bought horses for beef.

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