A concept site by Gateway Web Strategy + Design. The Red Alder Lodge is not a real hotel, and nothing here can be booked.
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A WOODLAND HIDEAWAYWASHINGTON STATE

Somewhere worth getting lost.

IN THE VALLEY54°Slightly foggy.As always.
A cedar lodge glowing warmly beneath tall evergreens in the misty Washington woods
THE RED ALDER LODGEEST. 1989

Past the last turn.
Just where you should be.

YOUR ROOM
IS WAITING.

Thirteen keys, thirty-five minutes east of Seattle. The coffee is always hot and nothing is quite what it seems.

A LITTLE OFF THE BEATEN PATH

The nearest town is eleven miles and the coffee is already on.

The lodge sits at mile 14 on Middle Fork Road, in the deep misty canopy of the Pacific Northwest among towering red alders. Thirteen keys in total, which is small on purpose, and two of them are cabins out in the firs.

There are no televisions in the rooms and the Wi-Fi reaches the lobby and the Coffee Room and nowhere else. Both of those are decisions rather than oversights, and most guests stop mentioning it by the second morning.

THIRTEEN KEYS, FIVE WITH NAMES

Pick the one that sounds like you.

See all the rooms

WHEN THE WOODS GO QUIET

There is no place quite like here.

Come for a weekend. Lose track of the time.

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FROM THE GUESTBOOK

This seat
is taken.

“The room was comfortable.
My log preferred the window.”

— The Log Lady

We keep her chair by the fire.
Some guests never quite check out.

THE NIGHT DESK · AN INTERACTIVE MOCK STAY

We’ve been expecting you.

Honey-colored wood. A queen bed. A desk for your observations. The green key is yours for a little while.

Room 315 with warm wood paneling, forest views, a writing desk, coffee, and a cassette recorderROOM 315
THE LITTLE THINGS

Choose your stay. Turn the green key.
Every room has something to tell you.

A fictional stay. No payment, reservation, or real check-in. (but how cool would it be if it was real!)

7:30 am,
February twenty-fourth.

The details of your stay.

CHECK-IN
7:30 am, February twenty-fourth.
CHECK-OUT
Whenever you wake up from the dream.
ON THE HOUSE
Morning coffee, the lobby donut spread, breakfast, and a seat by the fire.
ITINERARY
An itinerary will be forwarded to Diane.

The owls are not what they seem.
We are not responsible for lost time.

A place to imagine.

The Red Alder is a fictional hotel by Gateway Web Strategy + Design. Reservations aren’t available.