We had a great day touring parts of Spokane with my cousins
Gabe and Chantelle. Gabe used to live in Asheville so we’ve known her for
decades, but this was our first opportunity to meet her sister Chantelle.
Our first stop was the Northwest Museum of Arts and
Culture. Gabe remembers this place as a tiny museum with ratty stuffed
squirrels with their fur falling off. It is now a first class museum
which is associated with the Smithsonian Institution. The ratty squirrels
didn’t survive the change.
After going through the galleries and taking a detour for
lunch at a really cool local diner in a railroad car, we went back to go
through the Campbell House. It’s part of the museum and is right next to
it. (The new museum was built on the house’s east lawn.) They’re in the
process of putting new roofs on both the main house and the carriage house so,
unfortunately, we couldn’t get around back to see the great view over the
Spokane River.
This is a picture off the internet which shows the house as
it should be seen. The picture I took today was of the house surrounded
by construction fences and scaffolding and roofing crews. It isn’t worth
including.
The house was built in 1898 by Amasa Campbell who made his
fortune in mining in the area around Wallace, Idaho. This is the same
town I mentioned yesterday that had I-90 built over it. (An extra tidbit
of information about Wallace from Gabe, something not found in Wikipedia.
When she was growing up in Spokane, Wallace was the brothel capital of the area.
Sort of the Woodfin of north Idaho. This fact probably wasn’t featured when the
town was applying to be on the National Historic Register.) The Campbell
House wasn’t the biggest or the most ostentatious of the houses built here, but
it is certainly a very fine home. It is also unusual in being a one-owner
home. Helen Campbell Powell, the only child of Amasa and Grace Campbell,
was married with her own home when her mother died in 1924. (Her father died in
1912.) She was active in the Eastern Washington State Historical Society
and donated the house to the society in memory of her mother. A major
restoration project which took place from 1984 to 2001 returned the house to as
close to its original state as possible. Today it is a house
museum.
These bridges cross the Spokane River. I’m including
this picture because of the beautiful form of the arches under the closest
bridge. I-90 used to run over it before the new I-90 bridge was built at
the far side. The highest one is a railroad bridge.
The next place we visited was the Davenport Hotel, another
building on the National Historic Register. It dates from the early
1900’s. The full hotel including the towers was dedicated in 1914.
There is much inside that reminded us of the Grove Park Inn in Asheville.
The hotel was closed in 1985. It would have been
demolished but it couldn’t be brought down by explosives because of all the
asbestos that would have been sprayed over the city. Dismantling and
salvage would have been too expensive so it was left to deteriorate for 15
years. In 2000 local entrepreneurs Walt and Karen Worthy bought the
entire city block for $6.5 million, then spent the next two years of their
lives and $38 million of their own money to make the Davenport Hotel grand
again. The public spaces and ballrooms were restored to what they would
have looked like when they were new. The guest floors were taken back to
bare concrete and rebuilt with new wiring, plumbing, drywall, furniture and
fixtures.
Restored ceiling over the mezzanine.
The Hall of the Doges, Spokane’s oldest and finest ballroom,
was removed from the oldest part of the structure and re-installed in the new
East addition. The removal was accomplished by lifting the ballroom out
intact, making it the only flying ballroom in the world. (I didn’t find
this information in the hotel…..it’s from Wikipedia.) There are many
pictures around the room showing events which were held in it as far back as
1908.
Spanish Renaissance inspired lobby. The hotel’s
architect was Kirtland Kelsey Cutter who also designed the Campbell
House. He was a very well known architect in the Pacific Northwest and
California.
One final Davenport picture. The entry to the parking garage can be seen to the left. Cars drive around the fountain to get into the garage. Fanciest garage entry we've ever seen.
On our way back to Chantelle’s house she drove us around the
areas where she and Gabe grew up. There’s a lot of beautiful natural rock
in this area. Some houses even have miniature mountains in their
yards. This picture is of mini-mountain which has had more rock built on
and around it…….a fascinating garden.


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