Spotswood House Redwood Valley, California

I remember this home very well. My step Mom's grandmother was Mabel (Spotswood) Whitcomb. A very strong force of nature, she was small but mighty. She lived in this home alone & raised blue ribbon winning gardens. She had many boxes of blue ribbons from the county fairs over the years, that were stored in her Mother's old bedroom. (That was totally stuck in time, covered in cob webs & wallpaper falling off the ceiling & walls) She kept the door to this room locked, but of course my stepsister & I had to open the door & look around. We closed & locked the door, because it was time for Lawrence Welk & TV room was right next to this room. Just as we are sitting with Grandma Whitcomb the door decides to creak open slowly & cold breeze flows through the room.
Grandma just got up, shut & relocked the door. Saying that doesn't usually happen.
We would spend weekends & sometimes longer at this large old house.
This was the late 70's, so not a lot to do except help grandma & explore.
With no street lights, when the lights were turned off for bed...it was dark! One night as we getting ready for bed, My stepsister, who is 6 yrs younger than me shared the room. She wanted to leave the bedside lamp on, but it started to blink off & on & act really weird. So we decided to turn it off & unplug it. We felt like someone was watching us from the closet, so we closed the door. In the morning the light was on & plugged in & the closet door was back open. Let's just say you really didn't feel alone sleeping in this house, you just couldn't see them. The best part of the stays were being with grandma Whitcomb & hearing her stories & eating her delicious cooking. Oh, the good old days😏

we could not get in, but when we stood outside and looked admiringly at the house (which we had never heard of but found driving around looking for birds), the owner/restorer came out and gave us the history of his restoration. since he had been on air talent on wild world of sports, he got into the 'i love to talk' mode and gave us the whole history. some of it is online. the next day, when we were hiking mt konocti with a lot of local folks, we did not meet one person who had heard of it or seen it. if you go up to ukiah or clear lake, it is worth the trip to potter valley to see it.