
Arriving at The Roxbury Motel feels like dropping into some wild dreamscape from Saturday morning cartoons. Light bounces through brightly painted corridors, and every room lands you somewhere new and outlandishโa disco ball spinning in one, an archaeology dig in another.


Colors pop against quiet mountains and sound travels as a hush of water over stones. Here, themed cottages and mansion rooms are more than bedsโtheyโre a leap into story.


The lights are low and the chatter carries through the wood-paneled room. Smoke rises from the grill and plates land with a steady rhythm, while live bands or jukebox keep the energy up late into the mountain night.


Thereโs a crispness to mornings at Plattekill โ ski bags thumping on wood, boots clapping across the lot, and a stubborn Catskill spirit carried in the air. The lodge flickers with talk over ski boots and steaming plates, while outside, lifts crank and the slopes unwind between stands of maple and pine.
