

Louis L'Amour set his novel, Passin'
Through, on the ranch that he and his wife
Kathy bought in 1983. Nestled in the La Plata
Mountains, the ranch flanks an historic road
that was probably the path followed by
Father Escalante during his historic expedition
from Santa Fe to Utah in 1776. |
Storyteller's
Sanctuary
by Amy Laughinghouse
Cold was the night and bitter
the wind, and brutal the trail behind.
Hunched in the saddle, I growled at
the dark and peered through the
blinding rain."
So begins "Here Ends the Trail," a
short story by one of America's most
prolific and popular writers, the late
Louis L'Amour. The author of more
than 100 novels, including such classic
westerns as Hondo and How the
West Was Won, he brought to life
some unforgettable protagonists,
many of them lonely men with hard
pasts, searching for shelter or more
than that-a home.
L'Amour eventually found his own
peace in an historic log cabin nestled
in the La Plata Mountains outside
Durango, Colo., where he immersed
himself in the solace of nature with
his wife Kathy and their children,
Beau and Angelique. "He liked to go
there to be in the elements-to hike,
to chop up the oak brush, to examine
the terrain, and see what lived there,"
recalls Kathy, whose husband was 75
when they bought the ranch in 1983.
Though the cabin was ostensibly a getaway from their main residence
in Los Angeles, L'Amour still rose at 5:30 every morning and pecked
away at his IBM Selectric for six or more hours a day. "He loved sitting at
the old pine table in the bedroom that he used for a desk, looking out at
the meadow, the pond, the weeping willow, and the peony patch I planted,"
she says. In fact, L'Amour wrote several novels here before his death
in 1988, including Passin' Through, which is set on the ranch itself.
Though he did finally put down roots, L'Amour knew what it was to be
a wandering soul, for, like his heroes, he had taken the long road home.
Born in Jamestown, N.D., in 1908, L'Amour left school in the tenth
grade, striking out on his own to make a living just as the devastating
stranglehold of the Great Depression began to grip the Midwest.
"He had a tough life," recalls Kathy, who married L'Amour in 1956.
"He had gone to sea, worked in mines, worked on ranches, worked in the
lumber country. He never had a home because his family was gone early
on. He was alone for a lot of his life."
During those hard, lean years, L'Amour's job description ranged from
longshoreman to professional boxer to elephant handler. But his wideranging
travels brought him in contact with larger-than-life characters-
legendary lawmen and outlaws, real-life cowboys, and Native
Americans-whose tales, coupled with his grandfather's first-hand recollections
of life on the Western Frontier, fueled L'Amour's imagination.
After World War II, where he served as an officer in the European theater,
L'Amour saw his detective, mystery, and adventure stories winning
acceptance and building followings in pulp magazines. At a friend's suggestion,
he eventually began penning the Westerns which, given his background, he seemed destined to write. By the time Hondo-the story
of a dispatch rider, later immortalized on film by John Wayne-was published
in 1953, L'Amour was already a success.
Yet he continued to work ceaselessly, writing an average of three
books a year and criss-crossing the country on research trips with
his wife and children in tow. "Louis wanted to look and feel and
taste and understand the terrain, the culture, the people, and their
history," Kathy says.
But one place the family returned to again and again was Durango,
Colo. "We started spending a big chunk of our summers here with the
children in the 1960s," Kathy recalls. "It's just a perfect little town with
wonderful old architecture. It sits between three Indian reservations,
right in the middle of horse country, cow country, sheep country, timber country, mining country. It has gorgeous
weather and beautiful terrain-everything we
were interested in."
The only thing it didn't seem to have was the
right ranch at the right price. For nearly 20
years, the L'Amours searched for their homeaway-
from-home.
In the living room, a pair of knuckle
arm sofas, dressed in a plaid Ralph Lauren
fabric, flank a coffee table that is topped by
a Navajo rug and antique Maidu and
Yosemite Miwok baskets. "The Creation," a
painting by Native American artist Clifford
Brycelea, sits on the mantle. |
"We just kept looking and looking, and one
day, we drove down into this ranch, and it was
covered in snow," Kathy says, conjuring
images of that frigid winter afternoon in 1983.
"It had a beautiful high ridge, a little creek
running through it, and lovely meadows. We
fell in love with it, made an offer in the
spring-and bought it!"
The ranch originally consisted of 1,000
acres stretching along an old stagecoach
road. There was a barn, a granary, and the log
home itself, all built by a cattle rancher in
1881. It had been the site of Indian battles-
and apparently gun fights, as well, because
the L'Amours found the massive hand-hewn
pine logs riddled with bullets.
Inside, paneling covered the logs. The L'Amours removed the paneling
to discover discolored logs, crumbling chinking, and a few other surprises,
as well. "People used to stuff all kinds of things in there to fill that
deep hole-fabric, old newspapers, letters-anything that was at hand,"
Kathy explains.
The L'Amours assembled a team-architect Edward Carson Beall,
project architect Frank Balogh, and contractor Jim Messersmith-
to oversee the necessary renovations. In addition to removing the
interior paneling, sand-blasting the logs, and re-chinking the home
inside and out, the L'Amours installed new windows, converted one
of four upstairs bedrooms into two bathrooms, enlarged the master
bath to house a tub, and added a garage that connects to the home
via a covered breezeway.
They also erected a dramatic fireplace of local stone, accented by a wide pine mantle made
from a tree they found on their own property, and raised the height of the opening between the
living room and the dining room. "My son is 6'4" inches-and he's nearly seven feet tall when
he's got on his hats and boots," Kathy explains. "So Beau stood there while we measured and
cut the entrance," she recalls with a laugh.
And, of course, to house a portion of Louis' extensive library, the L'Amours had to add bookshelves-
lots of them. "He had to have books," explains Kathy's friend Susan Brown, an
accomplished actress as well as an interior designer whom the L'Amours enlisted to help decorate
the home.

Though L'Amour was 75 when he
and Kathy bought the ranch, he still rose at
5:30 every morning and wrote for hours at
his desk overlooking the old barn. "He was a
man with a passion for his work," Kathy
explains, noting with pride that all 122 of his
books are still in print. "His favorite book
was usually the one he was working on that
day," she says with a laugh. |
But beyond that simple desire for bookshelves, Louis left the décor up to Kathy and Brown,
founder of Addison Interiors. "He was just a very dear person, wonderfully tolerant of whatever
we brought in," recalls Brown, who helped Kathy select pine antiques, as well as comfortable,
practical furnishings, accented by Navajo weavings, Native American baskets, and paintings by
artists such as Clifford Brycelea and Jim Rey.
Though Louis L'Amour passed away in 1988, Kathy still returns to the ranch often with her children
and her grandchildren-hiking, fishing, and horseback riding. Every year, she hosts a barbecue
and silent auction in the old barn to benefit the Mesa Verde Foundation, an organization striving
to build a museum to house priceless artifacts from the nearby cliff dwellings-an ancient site
that she and Louis often visited with their children. Kathy and Beau also continue to nourish
L'Amour's legacy by overseeing the official Louis L'Amour Web site (www.louislamour.com). In
addition, they work with his longtime publisher, Bantam Books, to reissue his classic novels and
compile new collections of previously unpublished works.
Here on the ranch, L'Amour's memory lives on in the photos on his old desk, the brown leather
volumes of his work that fill the bookshelves, and the rocking chair where he once sat and sipped
his coffee, savoring the same satisfaction he liked to award his heroes.
"So we went in, and the coffee was hot and black," L'Amour concludes in "Here Ends the Trail,"
"and there by the table there was warm and pleasant talk of cattle and grass and what a man could
do in a green growing valley, with time on his hands."
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