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The Blackthorne Inn, Inverness, CA

Monday, January 5th, 2009

The Blackthorne Inn is perched high in the trees above Inverness, Ca.

The wedding was two weeks away. Lots of details still needed attending to, not the least of which were shoes.

So, on a Friday afternoon I was in Union Square in San Francisco, shoe shopping with my friend Katie. We found a pair that matched the dress and and would work for my choreographed swing dance.

Then it happened.

Running for the bus, my foot caught on broken pavement and I went down. Hard. I broke my kneecap.

Strapped in a leg brace for the next six weeks, I could cross my honeymoon — hiking through Roman ruins on the Amalfi Coast, off the list.

The Blackthorne Inn is a romantic indulgence.

The Blackthorne Inn is a romantic indulgence.

Wait — there’s a silver lining. Though we didn’t end up roaming Pompei or the cobblestone streets of Ravello, we spent the days after the wedding in a glass tree house perched in the Rapunzelian tower of the Blackthorne Inn in Inverness, Calif.

The Eagle’s Nest aerie, the stand-out of the four rooms that make up this one-of-a-kind B&B near the Point Reyes National Seashore, is simply the most romantic place I’d ever been. It’s a private, rustic-chic chamber floating above the treetops. The ultimate love nest — it has a secluded roof deck and sky bridge that leads to the hot tub.

The inn serves a hearty breakfast in the morning. Guests can dine alone, on the 3,500-square-foot sundeck, or in the glass solarium. Much of the construction of this architectural stunner is from salvaged items — doors of the old San Francisco railroad depot are now solarium walls.

Prices range from $195 to $325, depending on the room, season and special promotions. Check the website for specials.

Informed of our honeymooning status, owner/innkeeper Susan gave us a sweet discount on additional nights, making the decision to stay longer a no-brainer.

Last year, when looking for a place to propose to his girlfriend, I told my brother about the Eagle’s Nest. He booked it. And, within the walls of a tree house in Inverness, so another romantic story goes. Fortunately one without a broken patella.

Photos by Dan Dion.

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