A promo video that walks you through the sights and sounds of Treebones Resort.
San Francisco Chronicle had a writeup on Treebones, you can read the entire article here:
That about sums up a new bed and breakfast at the southern end of Big Sur called Treebones, which indeed has its own power and water supply. And where the breakfast consists of make-your-own waffles.
Treebones — the site of a former wood scavenging operation — is situated on a cliff overlooking Highway 1 and has a spectacular, 180-degree view of the Pacific. Surrounded by Los Padres National Forest, it’s about 25 miles south of Nepenthe and about 25 miles north of Hearst Castle, in the kind of remote place usually accessible only to campers. That’s where the yurts come in.
Accommodations at Treebones consist of 16 yurts — round, fabric- covered tents inspired by those used by nomads in Mongolia. But the yurts at Treebones offer polished, knotty pine floors, cozy queen-size beds with patchwork quilts, portable heaters, a clear sky dome and double doors that lock. It’s camping for the rest of us.
Treebones was featured by HotelChatter in an article titled
“Do go back to Big Sur, as long as it’s to Treebones“:
“It says a lot about the place you’re staying when a yurt is the pedestrian option, but that’s how we felt when we booked two nights at Treebones Resort the week before last.
See, the reason we were really heading up to Big Sur was because we wanted to stay in The Nest – the treehouse perched on a bluff overlooking Highway 1 and the Pacific. But, thanks to its being booked up months in advance, The Nest was only free on our second night. So the first, we luxed up in a yurt.
Our yurt, 12, qualified as a partial ocean view – although we didn’t get much enjoyment from said view because our first day was freezing cold. But there were two chairs on the deck that we could have enjoyed it from, had we brought our longjohns.
The yurt itself was basic but spotless and comfy, too: a queen bed with, for once, a pretty quilt, a futon, a sink (with an eminently stealable bar of handmade lemongrass soap, spring water from their own underground aquifer and compostable cups) and towels. There was a small heater and, for those (um, us) who were still too cold with that, reception had more to loan out. The end result? Toasty.”
Below was taken from a Conde Nast article titled “A guide to Glamping Around the World“:
This is the kind of place where clients who arrive by bicycle are given a free bottle of wine from the alternative-energy-loving management. A decade ago, a family decided to make a resort inspired by the way animals live, “perched lightly on the land.” Five years of permits and two years of construction later, this collection of 16 yurts dotting 11 acres along a bluff 400 feet above the Pacific Coast runs on its own generator, has a 65-foot ocean-view bar, sources all of its veggies within 40 miles, and feeds leftovers from its California cuisine restaurant and sushi bar to 18 resident chickens. Each yurt has hot and cold running water but no showers or toilets (those are in the main house, which has heated tile floors). Guests may also pitch their own tent at Treebones’s campsites, one of which comes with an elevated “human nest” built of wood scraps and designed by a local artist. Like we said, it’s that kind of place.