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The family behind the lodge

Hello! We're the Allens. Some time ago, Madison and I were on an overnight trip without the kids and happened upon this listing on Zillow. It had a lot of, shall we say, character...and poor photos but we figured it was a nice drive and went for it. We're so glad we did.

We had built a small rental of our own in the Phoenix area that had gone well but we always dreamed of having a place that we could host larger groups and have people come and reconnect and make new memories together - we hope Spoonbill Lodge is that place for you.

It feels like everything these days just keeps getting a little more digital, separated, and convenient and we lose community, bonding, and understanding as a result. We tried hard to make a place that was intentional. A place where you share meals, where there is something for everyone, and where it just felt right.

You'll notice the rooms have names. Madison (my rockstar wife and mother) and our 3 little girls, Nora, Harper, and Jane. This place took a lot of hard work and sacrifice to get it where it is so it felt right to put their names on it.

We hope you bring old friends, distant family, stay up way too late by the fire, eat far too much for a reasonable person, and laugh til it hurts. And we hope you tell us about it, it would bring us a lot of joy.

Grayson

A selfie of a laughing man in clear glasses in the lodge entry during the remodel. Behind him, by the stairs and a chandelier, his wife flashes two peace signs among moving boxes.

Mid-remodel, still smiling.

A father pushes a red flatbed cart stacked with boxes of tile through a flooring store. His three young daughters ride along with him.

Tile run. Everybody helped.

Seen from above, a toddler in a green shirt climbs the first rungs of a ladder on the new deck while her mother stands beside her and smiles.

Our smallest supervisor.

Three young girls sit together on a red tractor on the gravel drive at the lodge, with tall pines behind them.

The crew, on break.