The Wide Range of Tourists and Patrons at the Mitchell Motel

"I remember the prices back then. I think about $6 or $7 a night for a single room. Family rooms with three double beds would go around $15 to $18 a night average, though in summer I think these went up a little.

Our clientele ranged throughout the year. In the summer, our best bet was the accidental tourist on his way from Jackson Hole to Salt Lake City. They’d pop out of the Canyon on Highway 89 looking for the first place that had a bed. They always had a glazed-over look on their faces (who could blame them after driving through Logan Canyon in the old two-lane days). We had beds, a pool and the best view around and they stopped fast, stacking up three and four deep at the counter sometimes. Our summer business was great. Easterners on their first trip through the mountains would have paid double our asking price probably but dad never jacked his prices like that." - Jerold Bishop

"These two couples were sales personnel of the Tupperware company from Australia. (The annual convention drew about 2000." - C. Don Bishop

 

 

"A last short meeting of the "Tupperware V.I.P's" just before returning to Florida after a ten day convention here in Logan. These people held one of their two conventions in Logan every year. The main VIP staff stayed with us. We got to know them all well." - C. Don Bishop

"Winter sucked a bit, at least for my dad. We barely made expenses from Sept through April. In May was the build-up to Utah State Commencement (they call it graduation now). We did get good business from Utah State, people either coming in to visit their children at school, attend some function or whatever. The university was our second big source of income from the start. In those days the Tupperware Corporation had one of their two big, annual Conventions at Utah State every year and their ‘high-rollers’ (the staff) stayed with us. A week to ten days of complete occupancy. They were a real party…I got my first (and last) ride in a private Lear jet with them when they invited dad and I to fly down with the pilots to drop the company president in Salt Lake to grab a plane to somewhere. Their pilots always stayed with us as well, so it was old-home week when they came to town." -Jerold Bishop