Far away from Boston and tucked in the White Mountains of New Hampshire sits the Lodge.   Built thirty years ago by dedicated outdoors men and women, the Lodge has come to symbolize the outdoors club for many of its members. 

Completed in 1971 by a group of ambitious NUHOC-ers, the Lodge has since provided  a safe haven for Northeastern students for over thirty years.  The stars are brighter, the air a little bit cleaner.  Students of this metropolitan Boston school are given the rare opportunity to escape the honking of horns, the obnoxious dorm parties, R.A.s, roommates, and those belligerent drunks that often wander aimlessly throughout the halls of the dorms around 2 a.m. looking for someone to bother. 

At the Lodge, the club really coalesces and students are given the rare opportunity to work together with one another.  Students open the Lodge, pump their own water, cook their own food, and clean up after themselves. 

The Lodge is sans electricity and running water, but the environment there is hardly roughing it.  Dedicated NUHOC kids flee Boston nearly every weekend for the opportunity to breathe fresh air and see the stars at night.  A few times I’ve heard them say they were going “home,” meaning the Lodge, for the weekend.  There is no landlord or noisy neighbors.  We can be as loud or as quiet as we like.