The Thynne Lake Ranch between Tulameen and Brookmere,  sketched in 2001

Jack Thynne, (obit. p. 104 OK Hist Soc 1957): John Granville Thynne, a Cornishman, settled on a homestead near Yorkton Sask and in1887 came west to the Nicola, and afterwards to Otter Valley, where they ran a stopping place for many years. He died in Nov 1943. Mrs.Thynne (Mary E. daughter of Willilam Linklater the HBC factor at Fort Garry) moved to Princeton, subsequently died near her childhood home atPelly Saskatchewan, at Fort Pelly where she'd grown up when the Bay post was moved there; lived through the Riel Rebellion, died 1957.Nicola Valley Historical Quarterly vol 4 No 2, (Merritt), April 1981. There was a tennis court in front of the Thynne house in the OtterValley.

Note from Donna Morales, 2017: Just out of curiosity, I was looking up on the internet, the ranch that I spent a lot of time at growing up. Eventually, and I don’t know when, the Cook family owned it. The old man, can’t remember his first name but I called him Grandpa Cook, was born in Granite City just outside of Coalmont. A new family dwelling was constructed further back on the property where Grandpa Cooks son, Dennis lived with his family. I lived a few kilometers down the road (on the Tulameen side). I loved sleeping in that old house that Grandma Cook told me was haunted with a friendly ghost.

Note from Travis Hodgson, who writes way better than most 12 year olds:  My uncle Iver Hoigaard used to own X3 THYNNE LAKE RANCH in Tulameen,B.C.  We used to go there every year and I used to sleep in thesame room that Billy Miner slept in when he came through on the stage coach.  There was a bar in the lower part of the house whenyou went through the dining room and there were over 5 barns on theproperty.  One of the ranch helpers, Louie, slept in the white little shack in the main yard.  A few years ago a bear brokedown the door and tried to get Louie but luckily Carey came and shot thebear.  My Uncle Iver's wife Aunt Randi passed away last year.  She thought the ranch was really great.  Weused to always sit around a big bon fire and Burt (the mountain man) would playhis guitar for us and we'd sing!