"This picture was taken on 26th September 2004. As you figure out, this is the lake in front of your Arowhon Pines. Twelve years have passed since we stayed…. All the days our staying, we wrapped in the most perfect happiness. We would love to come back to see you all and our unforgettable splendid memories…."
"Here are a few memories of many wonderful vacations at Arowhon. The early morning is the best time to see and be on the lake and many times we have navigated back in the mist by following the smell of breakfast!" -- Michael Cook
"I am a prior Camper and Counsellor at Camp Arowhon in the 70's. My brother Mike headed the sailing dock. Over the years my family will occasionally get together at Arowhon Pines. Here is a painting my sister Shari Orenstein made of one of these visits." -- Dr. Teddi Orenstein Lyall
"It was meant to be a “one-off”- a child-free weekend escape from our busy city lives. The year was 1987 and it was our first venture into Algonquin Park where we were booked to stay at Arowhon Pines. We had been hearing about the renowned lodge for years and were looking forward to our stay. We loved every moment of that first visit: the park, the hiking, the food, the rustic luxury, the wilderness. Did I mention the food? After the first day, we were plotting our return and how we could become one of the numerous couples we met on that visit who had been coming for 18, 20, even 25 years..." -- Brian and Annalee
"It's not that old but every time I look at this, it takes me back to the early a.m. when I snapped it. Spent about an hour exploring the grounds. I am not a pro, just a point and shoot girl who loves natural light. The mist eventually lifted. The morning light was exceptional. Fondly remember yellow canoes lined up lakeside. Paddles in a barrel? Have been to Arowhon over the years, more recently with Mark Hudson, arts writer UK and Ontario Parks media tour in 2015. Through industry work, I travel Canada often and I experience a lot of what it offers visitors. I think Arowhon Pines is what every traveler imagines Canada to be. You can't help but feel good being there." -- Judy
"It’s the remoteness, the quiet, the space – mental, physical, emotional – that makes you feel like writing. So after lunch one day, I told Arnie that I was going to sit on the covered dining hall verandah that overlooks the lake, and work on my new novel. He said he was going to take one of the two small Hobies out for a sail: he’d done that the afternoon before, and he’d enjoyed it. Today the lake was a bit rougher and it looked like rain, and I told him to be careful. 'I'm too young to be a widow', I said, giving him a kiss goodbye. I assured him I’d keep my eye on him." -- M. W. Walters