What to wear
Classic Halloween, worn like a good coat, not a dare.
A paper bag that is actually lined, and a small bell.

THE 2026 CELEBRATION · NOT THE MOUNTAIN’S STORY
Thirty-one nights. Thirty-one costumes. One inland ground of fire, food, and wings.
Mountain to Shore still tells its own October. The Lantern Crossing is the lighthouse, not this party. Nothing here is a crowd count.
OCTOBER FEST TONIGHT
18:00 London. The ground is being dressed.
TODAY’S THEME
Day 2 of 31
The bells keep going after the sweets run low.
NEXT UP
Day 3 of 31
A heist played as a party. Nobody loses anything they meant to keep.
Classic Halloween, worn like a good coat, not a dare.
A paper bag that is actually lined, and a small bell.
Porch lanterns on every hotel door that agreed. Webs left where the spiders put them.
The paths become a street for one night. Sweets, doors, and people who knock properly.
Toffee apples, roast nuts, and a loaf shaped like a pumpkin that is still just bread.
Warm apple with clove. No one is pretending it is anything else.
ON THE CLOCK · NOT A HEADCOUNT
A street melody that restarts every time a door opens.
Lined treat bag
Knock three doors and leave a sweet at the last
Door bell
A palm bell for knocking. The hotel already has its own. 26 tokens. Earned, never bought with real money.
31 DAYS OF CELEBRATION
Open a night for the costume, the plate, the music, the challenge, and the frame if you want a photograph. The 31st is the one that stays latest.
The month opens in monochrome, and then the fire argues with it.
The paths become a street for one night. Sweets, doors, and people who knock properly.
A heist played as a party. Nobody loses anything they meant to keep.
Gothic in the lighting only. People are theatrical and then hungry.
The mountain dressed for a room it does not have. Mud is still winning at the edges.
The yard becomes a studio with weather. Music is loud and kind.
Arcade noise in a field. The argument is the costume. The mood is friendly.
Surreal, dressed, and warm. Nothing here is asking you to be uncovered.
Funny first. A little chill in the makeup. The food is circus food and the fire is close.
A takeover that is a costume walk. People groan and then ask for pizza.
Mechanical on purpose. People beep when they mean hello.
Haunted as in quiet and beautiful. The joke is how polite the ghosts are.
The fest leans toward the water without leaving the fire.
Fantasy at full size. Spells are favors: hold this, pass that, sit here.
Comedy night. The joke is effort. Mean jokes are not the theme and are not welcome.
The giant pumpkin night. Everything else on the calendar is jealous.
A cinematic ball on the inland ground. The lighthouse is a different walk tonight.
Mountain town playing western for a night. Dust is flour. The horses are not invited and not implied.
Surreal and calm. The mystery is decorative. Nobody is recruiting you.
An escape-game party. Playful, bright, and over when you say so.
The other half of yesterday’s game. Authority is a costume and it loses, on purpose.
Ancient for an evening. The hunt is the party. The wrappings come off for the loo, obviously.
Everyone is crew. There is no film. The behind-the-scenes is the event.
A match and a supper. Supporting is the costume even if you do not play.
A strange, pretty night. Flying is suggested by cloth and not attempted from anything high.
Halloween at full volume, still a party. The skulls are sugar and paper.
A treasure party. The sea is nearby and not boarded. The ‘rum’ is a prop, not the bar.
Night challenges, quiet, then a loud supper because quiet makes people hungry.
Cinematic and a bit silly. Heroism tonight is carrying things and making room.
A visiting party. The mountain is the Earth in the joke. Everyone is both host and alien.
The finale. A joyful crowd of wings and banners. The live month ends at midnight. This is the night people stay for.
FESTIVAL STALL
0 fest pieces kept. Summit Supply is still the mountain shop. This stall only sells the night you are looking at.
A palm bell for knocking. The hotel already has its own.
OCTOBER FEST NEWS
Knock three doors. Leave something if you take something.
The bells keep going after the sweets run low.
One spruce, two warm bulbs. A hint of later winter. The month itself stays October.
MEMORIES
No fest frames saved yet. A night will offer you one.
Open the memory book