Mt. Hood's Timberline Lodge
Mark and I will be touring Oregon in early September. Our plans were set months ago. When we watched The Shining last weekend, Mark told me he thought the “The Overlook” resort, ficticiously set in Colorado, was actually a lodge in Oregon.
Just this week I brought home some Oregon tour books and showed him the route I had mapped out for us. (I’m the navigator. I love maps.) He voiced concern over day 1 of our trip, and I was wondering how we were going to cram all I had planned for us into day 3, so we decided to scrap Day 1 and expand day 3’s activities into two days. That meant we’d need to find lodging around Mt. Hood, Oregon the Saturday of Labor Day weekend at this late date.
Mark suggested Timberline Lodge, The Overlook in The Shining. He read in the tour book that it is now a historical landmark, but 60 rooms are available for lodging, only 50 with private baths though. I loved the idea since—you can probably tell from a couple entries ago—I loved the movie.
I phoned our travel agent to have her cancel the current reservations we have for Saturday night and to see if she could get us something at Timberline. She put me on hold, made a call out to Oregon, got back on the line with me and told me there was one room left for really a lot more than I ever want to pay for a room for one night. Mark was OK with it saying, “How many times are you going to have the opportunity to stay in a place where a movie was filmed?”
So I told our travel agent to call Timberline back and say we’ll take the room—if it’s with a private bath. She said, “At that price, it should have a private bath.”
Reservations are made, plans are set: We are staying at Timberline Lodge in Mt. Hood, Oregon, the setting of The Shining, filmed in the late ‘70s.
Mark and I watched our usual Friday night Monk at 9 pm on USA network, and during the commercials as Mark was flipping the channels, he came across The Shining, showing on A&E. After Monk ended we watched The Shining, just six days after we last saw it. We started watching just a couple minutes before Wendy found the manuscript: “All work and no play make Jack a dull boy,” over and over. Basically, we got to see the best part of the movie again, this time knowing that we will be staying in the resort in little over a month.
At last Saturday’s showing I commented on the bold carpets in the place. I love bold carpets. Last night Mark said, “I wonder if those carpets will still be there.” And I said, “I hope so.”
A few minutes later he asked, “Do you think those chandeliers will be there?” Again, I said, “I hope so.”
Later on I said, “I hope that restaurant’s still there.” Mark said, “It’s a bar.”
“Well, if it’s still there, we’re getting drinks.”
At the scene where Wendy finds the manuscript, I said, “I hope that furniture is still the same.” Then Mark, to make a point of how star struck, er... movie-set struck I was being, said, “I hope that typewriter’s still there.” I laughed.
Then it was a joke for the rest of the movie, Mark saying, “Do you think picture will still be there?”
“I hope so.”
“Do you think the restrooms will be the same color?”
“I hope so.”
“Do you think it’ll snow?” He’s so silly. Yes, I would love there to be tons of snow on the ground, just like in The Shining, but we'll be there in early September.
So I’m pretty excited about seeing this place, wandering around. I told Mark we’d have to get there early to explore everywhere. He said the maze in the movie is not there; the maze scenes were filmed elsewhere. And that’s OK. I don’t like mazes anyway; I panic.
Of course I’ll post pictures upon our return. Stay tuned.
Just this week I brought home some Oregon tour books and showed him the route I had mapped out for us. (I’m the navigator. I love maps.) He voiced concern over day 1 of our trip, and I was wondering how we were going to cram all I had planned for us into day 3, so we decided to scrap Day 1 and expand day 3’s activities into two days. That meant we’d need to find lodging around Mt. Hood, Oregon the Saturday of Labor Day weekend at this late date.
Mark suggested Timberline Lodge, The Overlook in The Shining. He read in the tour book that it is now a historical landmark, but 60 rooms are available for lodging, only 50 with private baths though. I loved the idea since—you can probably tell from a couple entries ago—I loved the movie.
I phoned our travel agent to have her cancel the current reservations we have for Saturday night and to see if she could get us something at Timberline. She put me on hold, made a call out to Oregon, got back on the line with me and told me there was one room left for really a lot more than I ever want to pay for a room for one night. Mark was OK with it saying, “How many times are you going to have the opportunity to stay in a place where a movie was filmed?”
So I told our travel agent to call Timberline back and say we’ll take the room—if it’s with a private bath. She said, “At that price, it should have a private bath.”
Reservations are made, plans are set: We are staying at Timberline Lodge in Mt. Hood, Oregon, the setting of The Shining, filmed in the late ‘70s.
Mark and I watched our usual Friday night Monk at 9 pm on USA network, and during the commercials as Mark was flipping the channels, he came across The Shining, showing on A&E. After Monk ended we watched The Shining, just six days after we last saw it. We started watching just a couple minutes before Wendy found the manuscript: “All work and no play make Jack a dull boy,” over and over. Basically, we got to see the best part of the movie again, this time knowing that we will be staying in the resort in little over a month.
At last Saturday’s showing I commented on the bold carpets in the place. I love bold carpets. Last night Mark said, “I wonder if those carpets will still be there.” And I said, “I hope so.”
A few minutes later he asked, “Do you think those chandeliers will be there?” Again, I said, “I hope so.”
Later on I said, “I hope that restaurant’s still there.” Mark said, “It’s a bar.”
“Well, if it’s still there, we’re getting drinks.”
At the scene where Wendy finds the manuscript, I said, “I hope that furniture is still the same.” Then Mark, to make a point of how star struck, er... movie-set struck I was being, said, “I hope that typewriter’s still there.” I laughed.
Then it was a joke for the rest of the movie, Mark saying, “Do you think picture will still be there?”
“I hope so.”
“Do you think the restrooms will be the same color?”
“I hope so.”
“Do you think it’ll snow?” He’s so silly. Yes, I would love there to be tons of snow on the ground, just like in The Shining, but we'll be there in early September.
So I’m pretty excited about seeing this place, wandering around. I told Mark we’d have to get there early to explore everywhere. He said the maze in the movie is not there; the maze scenes were filmed elsewhere. And that’s OK. I don’t like mazes anyway; I panic.
Of course I’ll post pictures upon our return. Stay tuned.
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