Coffee on your own deck as the canyon wakes up, a soak in the hot tub after a day on the trails, and quiet that arrives with the dark — at 8,750 feet in the San Juan Mountains. King beds, luxury linens, and a private bath in every room.

King beds and luxury linens throughout. Every room has a private bath, a private patio and its own air conditioning. Rates below are nightly, before tax.
The coolest room in the building in July and the quietest in February. Luxury linens, air conditioning, room-darkening shades, and a patio of your own to take coffee out to.
The last direct sun in the building. In June the light holds until nine, and the alpenglow on the canyon wall is worth stopping for from your own west patio.
The open end of the canyon in front of you and the valley beyond it. Air conditioning and a deck built for the end of the day.
The largest room in the inn, with a deep soaking tub, a separate shower room and a private deck with seating that takes the afternoon sun. King bed, air conditioning, and the quietest corner of the house.
A self-contained apartment at the back of the building on the ground floor, with its own entrance. A living room and kitchenette, a full bath with a tub, a king bed and a single.
Pet friendly, and the hot tub is yours to use.
Four inn rooms and the San Juan private suite, plus the third floor to yourselves — a kitchen with snacks and coffee, a gas fireplace under vaulted pine ceilings, and a hot tub on the deck with the mountains in front of it.


Telluride went up in 1878 as a silver camp and was incorporated nine years on. Most of the town that grew along Colorado Avenue is still standing — and this house is part of it, with a porch, a bay window, a recessed balcony tucked under the peak, and two spruces standing guard at the front.
Four inn rooms sit on the second and third floors; the San Juan suite has the ground floor at the back to itself. A shared kitchen and sitting room crown the top. It is a small building, and it behaves like one.
The town sits in a box canyon with walls on three sides. We are at the west end of Colorado Avenue — far enough from the noise to sleep, close enough that you will not drive again until you leave.
Four inn rooms and the private suite for the people who matter most, two blocks from where everyone else is staying, with a kitchen and a fireplace for the morning after. We hold whole-inn dates a year out.
