Twin Pines is the loving work of famed California architect, Julia Morgan. Credited with some 700 buildings, among them Hearst Castle and countless Bay Area landmarks, her work on the shore of Lake Tahoe is a wonder of simplicity and craftsmanship. Twin Pines will be as she intended – a vibrant home to families savoring long, languid, carefree summer days and warm après ski gatherings around the fire. In her honor, we’ll preserve and protect this jewel beside the lake.
One priceless amenity –
Yours is one of Tahoe’s longest, most secluded beaches.
Our Julia Morgan Masterpiece
Tethered just offshore, a wooden Chris Craft sparkles in morning light. Just up from the beach, a row of Adirondacks looks across a wide lawn. Here sits a quaint cabin, woodsmoke from its tall chimney curling through tall pines. The year is 1936.
The cabin’s welcoming hand-wrought door knocker reads Twin Pines. The tidy interior is bathed in warm woods, the joinery flawless from the wide plank floorboards to the intricate cathedral ceiling. In the fireplace a crackling fire warmly welcomes family and friends. The year is 2016.
With a painstaking eye for detail and unparalleled craftsmanship, this simple but elegant beach house is vintage Tahoe. The knotty pine walls, doors and floors have been carefully restored to bring out their patina, thus accentuating the handcrafted, wrought iron hardware throughout the home.
Life at the Water’s Edge
For the generations of families that call Tahoe their home away from home, there is one indelible memory: summer. Even when the sun rises before six and sets after eight, there just never seem to be enough hours in the day. To make the most of things, we’ll make sure to start the shuttle from Clear Creek plenty early.
Your Base Camp at Heavenly
The joy of Twin Pines in winter is that you’ll never lift a finger, unless it’s to raise a warm beverage as you recount the day on the slopes. We’ll have all your gear at the lake, so you can step into warm ski boots and onto the lifts. We’ll see that everything is there – even that mitten that’s gone missing.