A Lookout Above: A Cozy, Solar-Powered Home in Oregon

Despite the complexity of the design, this homeowner finally gets her sustainable watchtower-inspired home.

| January/February 2006

  • Most mornings begin with coffee in the middle-floor bed where Glenda and Dick can watch dawn light up the mountains and birds arrive at the feeder. Dick built the queen-size bed on a box with drawers for ten cubic feet of storage. The beams, floor, and wallboards are recycled wood. The built-in, multi-shelved headboard and window casings come from a local pine mill’s over-runs.
    Photo By Susan Seubert
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  • In Central Oregon’s high desert, with sweeping mountain views, the Solar Lookout home is designed after 1930s-era fire lookout towers. Built of 75 percent recycled woods and powered by solar energy, it stands as a model of creative design and sustainability.
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  • A cozy living room corner is the perfect spot for viewing wildlife or a starry desert sky. Dick built four studio couches that pull out for extra sleeping space and provide seventy-six cubic feet of storage.
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  • In the kitchen, a shorter chest-style refrigerator, painted to match the cabinets, allows 360-degree views of the Cascade and Ochoco Mountains. The countertops are milled from a large Douglas fir log washed up on the shore of Whidbey Island.
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  • Concentration on cooking is often interrupted by a passing golden eagle or bluebird. Binoculars and a bird book are always nearby.
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  • The home is a place of simplicity and celebration, where the outside and inside are one—a place to discover passion, playfulness, and laughter.
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  • A workbench with natural and discarded items invites playful creativity—perhaps a parody of the house itself.
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  • Stairs from the lower power room, made from recycled Douglas fir, invite a healthy climb up through the Solar Lookout.
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  • A 1930s sink from a second-hand store and a claw-foot tub (purportedly from a local brothel) furnish the middle-floor bathroom.
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  • The low, southern sun warms the living/kitchen area on the upper floor in winter. A thirty-inch roof overhang minimizes summer’s heat. Wood for the floor and beams are from a dismantled naval base; the walls were fashioned from old Sonoma Valley pickling vats.
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As a small girl, standing 75 feet aloft on a fire lookout tower, I told my dad that someday I would live in a house of similar design. That was in 1946. More than fifty years later, that intention has become a reality. My solar-powered, 1,000-square-foot home rises three stories into Central Oregon’s high desert, with windows and a catwalk deck wrapping the entire top floor to capture sweeping views of the snow-covered Cascade Mountains and the rugged cliffs of Deschutes River Canyon.

Off and on for six years, I lived in a funky little trailer under a juniper tree, getting to know my five acres in all seasons and conditions. During a snowy Thanksgiving weekend in 1998, my son Brent Alm, an architect in Vail, Colorado, created a model of my future home using a kitchen knife and cardboard retrieved from a Dumpster. All my life I’d been fascinated with the historic lookout towers built by the Civilian Conservation Corps in the 1930s, so I asked him to base it on the traditional, fourteen-foot square, Forest Service L-4 fire lookout. While I wanted a small footprint, that seemed a little too small for year-round living, so we bumped up the size to twenty square feet. We also added interior stairs so that all floors could be accessed without going outside, as temperatures at this 3,000-foot elevation can plunge to zero degrees in winter.

Making progress 

Several builders rejected my project, scared off by the complexity of building a 35-foot-high structure on a 20-by-20 footprint, but a series of fortuitous events jump-started my progress. The engineering plans called for hefty posts and beams because of the house’s height and wind-prone location. I wanted to use recycled materials, and a local classified ad led me to a used-lumber broker. He suggested I talk to a local builder, Danny Richter, who works with old, reclaimed wood. When I saw Richter’s work, I knew I had found not only the wood I wanted, but the builder as well. Too busy to take on the complete project, but fascinated by the design, he agreed to frame the house and suggested that I—an inexperienced 60-year-old woman—act as general contractor to finish the project.

At his backyard mill, Richter had piles of Douglas fir posts, beams, and boards from the dismantled Oakland Naval Base, where my father had been stationed in 1942. We planed and sanded off navy-gray (undoubtedly lead-based) paint. As Richter shaved off inches of grime, beautiful wood emerged—rich with decades of nail holes and other signs of use. He sized timbers and laid out the radial of support beams, then transported them to the house site on his boom truck. Once at the site, it took some creativity to put together the system of spoked beams that supports the roof and cantilevers out to support the deck. Thankfully, Richter is very comfortable adjusting and creating as he goes.

I’m still amazed that this busy builder who had much bigger, more expensive homes to build agreed to frame my house. He probably made nothing—or perhaps lost money—on my job, and I’ll be forever indebted to him.

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