Ellis Lake Resort

The «lake» is more like a big pond and cannot be seen from any of the cabins. What you can see and hear and smell ²⁴⁄₇ is a gear grinding busy highway. The cabins are cute on the outside and too much of a throwback on the inside. Small and charming is fine, but the kitchens are not practical. We had to put the dishes and utensils on the bed in order to have space to make a bit of toast and coffee. Find a place further from the highway or else actually go camping or else stay in a more modern place, but this was sort of the worst of all worlds. (high amenity prices, roughing it kind of shower & cooking, ghetto level noise) The bathrooms are similar to the plywood-​y facilities of summer church camp. Bring your own towels. The ones they provide are tiny, sparse and thin. The office hours of the manager are limited, especially on weekends (this is by design so they don’t have to deal face to face with prepaid customers who are trapped and underserved) The wood under the kitchen cabinet was rotting and I accidentally got a bunch of mungy wood under my fingernail and lost my appetite. I suppose this would be a great place to stay if you want to relive the feeling of making-​do during the great depression. But grandpa would never have spent so much money to re-​enact that!