A Tale of Two Women by Diarmuid McGuire This is the story of two women who don’t know each other but probably should. One is an icon for those who know her. The other is our governor, perhaps a towering figure someday but currently a work in progress. The icon is former Ashland gas station […]
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Less than an 30 minute drive from Ashland, the Green Springs is a world apart from the hustle, bustle and endless asphalt of modern life. Here, near the crest of the Southern Cascades, Green Springs Inn is creating a sustainable getaway opportunity by protecting and nurturing a long-abused forest, using dead and dying trees to build cabins, harvesting solar energy and more.
The lodge at Green Springs Inn offers comfortable high country accommodations at affordable prices. Six of our eight rooms include Jacuzzi tubs and two have private decks.
The Inn also offers nine deluxe vacation cabins on an adjoining 150 acre parcel. Each cabin offers privacy, a unique view, a single bedroom with a king size bed, a loft and a sofa bed for additional guests, a deep jetted tub, a wood burning stove, a fully equipped kitchen and a bathroom with tiled shower.
Dogs are welcome at Green Springs Inn. We use organic, fragrance-free cleaning products and restrict pets from designated accommodations for visitors who are highly sensitive to allergens.
Our Forest Room group facility provides a perfect setting for a retreat, a meeting, a family gathering or a small event.
Entries by Diarmuid McGuire
A couple of weeks ago my head exploded. At least, that’s how it felt. It was a critical mass sort of thing. Look out the window: no winter. Google global temperature: 2014 was the warmest year ever recorded. Google CO2: The Scripps Institution’s Mauna Loa Observatory reports atmospheric carbon dioxide at 399.85 for January, 2015, […]
Someone stole our winter. Look up at our mountain. You should see some white. This year, for the second January in a row, the forest floor around us is mostly bare. Our lakes are almost empty. Our snowshoes are in a closet. Something important is missing, like the snow pack that sustains agriculture in the […]
At 2:00 PM Pacific time on New Year’s Day, 2015, the Ducks of Oregon, will meet the Seminoles of Florida State at Pasadena’s Rose Bowl and on the flat screen at Green Springs Inn. This game will be one for the ages. The forces of rectitude, led by the upstanding Marcus Mariota (unblemished except for […]
From the bridge that crosses the Estuary of Bilbao, the museum looks like a gargantuan ship, perhaps a relic of the Basque city’s seaport past or maybe a visiting vessel from a distant galaxy. At night, the titanium skin of the curving hull glows with light reflected from the bustling downtown that surrounds it. Walk […]
A gaggle of wildlife biologists landed at Green Springs Inn this week. They are sharing tall tales, like the one about the wolverine that walked from Idaho to Lake Tahoe. That story has a sad ending. No lady wolverine has showed up in Northern California to date. But stay tuned. As in any fairy tale, […]
It turns out that there may be no such thing as a casual political conversation. The other night I asked our server in a local pub, a competent young woman, if she was registered to vote. In the ensuing exchange, she said of a certain elected official, “We sent him to Washington and he has […]
The Green Springs: we have water in our name, and water is what many people love about our little piece of paradise. Applegate Trail pioneers camped here and no doubt found fresh water bubbling from the ground to be a significant improvement over the sparse, tepid pools of the Black Rock Desert. Their descendants still […]
What’s the big deal about grass-fed, free-range beef? It’s nice to think about happy steers grazing peacefully in green pastures. But what’s in it for us? Our Box R Ranch neighbor, cowboy Jesse Randall, invests a lot of time and cash shipping his animals one or two at a time to a USDA licensed slaughterhouse […]
Back in the day, we believed that outsized personalities lived in the sky, also known as the heavens. They attended to important matters like the seasons, birth, death, war and sex. Occasionally, these characters would meet up. They still do. For example, Jupiter and Venus, i.e. Big Daddy and Oulala Mama, converged just above the […]
It was love song night on the Wednesday before Valentine’s Day at Paddy Brannan’s Irish Pub on Second Street, with $100 on the line and the room packed with talent: Justin Gordon, Gene Burnett, opera-trained Sophia Palosaari, Kieran Devine and Frankie Hernandez to name a few. One great performance followed another. Somebody won, but, if […]
“It’s ketchup.” Chef Chris Kempf handed me a spoonful of sauce. It wasn’t ketchup as I know it. Ketchup is bright red, like a Mustang convertible. Ketchup is sweet, a sort of bright colored syrup to put on hot dogs. Ketchup comes in containers labeled “57 Varieties.” The stuff Chris gave me was complex, mildly […]
You may have noticed that the December Surprise storm that tied Ashland in knots brought hardly any moisture to southern Oregon, just enough to leave a dangerous, icy crust on hillside streets. What’s remarkable about this weather event is the persistent cold and overcast that followed. As I write, the sidewalks along Siskiyou Boulevard are […]
We dropped in on opening night at Swing Tree Brewing down on Hersey Street a couple of weeks ago. Wow. Great beer. Brandon and Tanya Overstreet have put their hearts into this start-up. You can taste it. A pint of Brandon’s flavorful Lonely Trike Red Ale got us thinking. Young, highly motivated, self-made entrepreneurs like […]
The literature of country inns: As part of our ongoing study of the hospitality industry, fact and fiction, we recently attended a performance of Fiddler on the Roof at Portland Center Stage. It turns out that, in Sholem Aleichem’s story about Jewish peasants in a Russian village, Mordcha’s inn serves mainly as the setting for […]
Back in the mists of time, Oregon planners realized that our green gem of a state could not thrive forever just by cutting timber. They included a provision in our land use laws to permit something called a destination resort. The idea was to create recreation facilities along with related accommodations and services that would […]
Green Springs Inn & Cabins wrote 25 paychecks this week. We have employees working in construction, housekeeping, gardening and all sorts of restaurant jobs. Some of them are heading households. Some are students or single adults. Our staff ranges in age from 18 to 63. Some work full time and some part time. These are […]
Ok, so you think living on a mountain in Oregon is all about banjos and “Don’t Tread On Me” banners. You’re right about the banjos and we do take pride in such adventures in self-sufficiency as milling our own wood. A young man of our acquaintance started a recent day with some big logs and […]
Our mountain community tends to attract visionaries, geniuses, refugees from civilization and some heavy drinkers. Of these, visionaries are probably the most entertaining. What could be more fun than preserving cultural treasures or saving the world? In the saving-the-world category we have a contingent that wants to start with saving forests. Scientists, if you can […]
Our world started to wake up this past week. Of course, the mountain is always alive but for months it has been resting. Suddenly we found ourselves in a haze of yellow pollen about as fine as corn meal, which crusted on our vehicles and formed drifts along the highway. The tall firs were feeling amorous. Fortunately their genetic broadcast is too coarse to cause sneezing or anaphylactic shock, but it can cause itchy eyes.
Imagine waking up on a mountain morning. You watch the sun rising into clear blue late-summer sky. Then you start your day with a challenge, something you have always wanted to try like lightweight packing, wildlife photography or open air landscape painting. Later you wander among three stages sampling the most soul-stirring music that Southern […]
Recently we headed up Highway 66 to the Green Springs for a meeting with artist Harriett Rex Smith. Harriett’s studio is hidden in the forest, down a long, winding driveway. She has lived and worked here since 1979, the year she moved to Southern Oregon from Valparaiso, Indiana. The studio is a large room flooded […]
Whenever the time comes that I’ve had enough of town life, I automatically start thinking about heading one direction, up into the mountains and towards the Green Springs. Within fifteen minutes of departing Ashland you begin the ascent up the Green Springs Highway. It’s a road to take your time on, to slow down and […]