Set on an acre in Rhododendron, Oregon, The Log Lodge was built by William “Bill” Lenz in 1929. Currently undergoing full renovation.

Original photos from 1929:

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Original photo from 1929
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It was finally time to bring some new material in to the lodge, instead of just ripping out the old. For the first time since we had started working on the place, we were finally adding something. Obviously, we were really happy about it and were bei
Back in 2020 we’d reached our first winter up here on the mountain not really knowing what to expect, other than snow. Luckily, Anita comes from Norway so even on a heavy snow day we could still cross country ski over to the local pizza shop. O
Here are some more shots from our early demolition days. The full Tyvek suits and respirators made us feel like the Beastie Boys and Tusken Raiders, but we were just smashing and slicing up the nasty flooring and old bar finishes. Our air scrubber, a
The Lodge came with a variety of leftover appliances and odds and ends. Most notably what we called the Fridge of Doom. It got its name after we accidentally opened it once, and just a slight crack released one of the most foul stenches that either o
Fire is important. A source of heat is what turns any house into a home. We’d wanted to have fires at the lodge but there was an antiquated gas system in the fireplace and we had no idea about the state of the chimney. Turned out that we needed
2020 had more horrors to offer than just the pandemic. In early September, a massive fire raged to the south of us clogging the air with smoke, and on the seventh the winds picked up in a way neither of us had ever seen. Giant 100 foot trees waved an
Every Halloween, Erik gets together with a a group of friends and they form the Candy-Ohs. They cover the hits of the Cars at a few venues around Portland, and during the pandemic The Log Lodge was the only sensible place to practice. Not only could
After all of the old wood siding, drywall, and flooring had been removed the lodge felt truly livable for the first time. The air scrubber, with its 12 inch thick HEPA filter, had been humming along for weeks and the air was clear. Erik set up a litt
By August of 2020, it had come time to begin dealing with the rest of the interior. The air in the building was thick and every surface had who-knows-how many layers of who-knows-what on it. So we stripped it down to the bones and got all of the nast
Nancy Spencer ran the Log Lodge with her husband Bob from ‘59-‘66. They also lived there. The crowd were lively and beer drinking. The jukebox blared jazz, sometimes with a talented local playing along on the trombone, and there was danci