I've decided that my love for log cabins came from my fascination with Little House on the Prairie.
I used to daydream that I would build a house just like Laura Ingall's and I would sleep in the loft area so I could climb a ladder to my room every night.
Kev shared my fascination ( not because of Little House) but nixed my ladder/loft idea due to safety reasons and we started looking at house plans for log homes.
And then we ended up going the easy route ( at least we thought so at the time) and bought the house we have now because of the log cabin themed room.
My point is this: I am in love with log homes and Old Faithful Inn was originally the ONLY reason that I wanted to visit Yellowstone. It just so happens that over time and through research I came to fall in love with the rest of the park.
The original inn had 130 rooms on three floors all of which are still in place today. We actually stayed in the original part which is considered the "old house".
Guests ( usually from the East Coast and looking for "adventure") would travel to the North Entrance of the park by train. They then boarded a stagecoach and spent five nights and six days experiencing the park and staying at the five different hotels. The five hotels were built approximately forty miles apart from each other because forty miles was considered the most amount of time that someone would want to spend in a stagecoach.
This trip of adventure cost $50.00.
I can't explain why... but riding a stagecoach in my Sunday best and traveling between the hotels sounds like one heck of a good time to me.
Of course, one of the main attractions to the Inn was right next door......
Old Faithful. The geyser. Which just so happened to go off ( pretty close to schedule) right after we arrived.
The sign over the back entrance ( which we mistook for the front at first - ooops!)
During our tour of the lodge, our guide told us the sweetest story about how a lady had found her great aunt's diary. The diary told about her travels to the Inn and described her room in detail including what she could see out of her window. So, the great niece decided to make the same trip and try to find which room her aunt had stayed in. And based on the details in the diary, the staff at the Inn was able to find the room and let the niece stay in the same room during her visit.
That story gave me the idea to take a picture of our door number just in case one of my great nieces reads this blog one day and decides to follow my footsteps.
The Dining Room...
After dinner, the guests would move to the main room and dance the night away.
More pictures of the front door. I was a little obsessed due to the iron work and the color red.
The fireplace.... taken first thing in the morning.
Dad with the popcorn popper...It weighed about thirty pounds.
As the dining room closed for the evening, the staff gathered around and sang "Home on the Range" before they locked up. It was so cool!
As you can tell, I was completely mesmerized by Old Faithful Inn. I probably just gave you way more information than you ever wanted to know.... and, believe me, this was the short version! The hotel ended up being my MOST FAVORITE thing about Yellowstone... and that is saying a lot because every single thing in Yellowstone was my favorite.
After three nights of pure awesomeness, we had to move on to our next home away from home.... Cabins on Lake Yellowstone.
This is a picture of Old Faithful on our last morning there... taken right before it went off.
I have officially decided what I'm going to do when I retire.... Work in the lobby of Old Faithful Inn.