Johnson
& Heath
Hoteliers and Restaurateurs Rancho De
San Juan New Mexico
by Joseph Schmitt
Just about anyone with a background
in the hospitality industry would severely caution inexperienced
would-be hoteliers and restaurateurs about getting into
the business. When you tell someone that you want to
open a restaurant youll likely hear
Are
you crazy? Ask a hotel manager his opinion about
opening an inn and you might get a polite
Dont
be foolish! With thirteen years experience as
co-owner and executive chef of Rancho de San Juan in
New Mexico, John Johnson has different advice for adventurous
types seeking a second career. Dont put
it off, he says. Dont listen to the
naysayer and just do it.
Johnson, a former Los Angeles architect with Albert
C. Martin and Associates from 1970 to 1992, did not
do it alone. Johnson met David Heath at a San Francisco
bar in 1969, and the powers of love took control. By
February of 1970 they were committed life partners.
Heath, originally from Texas, worked in real estate
and retail design in Los Angeles since 1967. In 1992,
they both left behind their successful careers and entered
the topsy-turvy hospitality world. The couples
purchase of 225 beautiful acres of New Mexico land set
them on a new course in life. In the scenic Ojo Caliente
River Valley between Santa Fe and Taos, the couple had
room to create and expand through hard work and each
others support.
The reasons for the dramatic change
in their lives were many. The majestic views and wonderful
weather, complete with four seasons, called to them.
There was also their love for design and art collecting
that motivated them. Here they would have time and space
to dream, design, curate, and play. Given Johnsons
previous career as an architect, he handled much of
the architectural design of the property. With Heaths
talent in design, the decorations were a marriage of
their personal collection from the past and new items
Heath discovered by scouring the areas plentiful
art markets. To this day, each suite is uniquely decorated
by Heath, and he can recall with amazing detail how
and where he acquired every end table and lamp. Johnsons
other passion in life is cooking, and Rancho de San
Juan afforded him the opportunity to fulfill his dream
of being a self-taught, widely acclaimed chef. To this
day, Johnsons duties are largely relegated to
the kitchen while Heath works the front desk. Johnson
and Heath are committed to being hands-on, active operators,
and not simply owners. Rancho de San Juan officially
opened in 1994 with a mere five bedrooms, a small restaurant,
and the owners personal residence.
In 1996, the couple created a 13-acre condominium complex
with ten freestanding vacation units on the south end
of their property. They designed, built, furnished,
and then sold these spacious units, which double as
inn accommodations when not in use by the owners. These
units allow the inn to double its occupancy to accommodate
up to 30 guests. The popularity of the restaurant, with
both guests and local residents, had them expand capacity
from 16 to 44 diners. Another development in 2004 saw
the creation of a luxury residential subdivision with
six very private, ten-plus acre lots just to the north
of the inn. Five lots at the Haciendas at Rancho de
San Juan sold quickly and only one lot remains.
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Its a beautiful spring afternoon
when I visit Rancho de San Juan for the first time,
and the garden courtyard around the inn is in full bloom
with bright tulips and bougainvillea. The air in this
high desert region is clean and crisp, and the wide
blue sky hosts a series of billowing bright-white clouds
at the horizon. David Heath and John Johnson have sent
me on a short hike in search of something they tell
me is quite spectacular. As I hike up through a dry
wash, I notice a set of rather large tracks. I know
from experience that these tracks are fresh and belong
to a mountain lion. Being alone, I feel slightly nervous,
but know that the large cat would fear me more than
I do it. At least thats what I tell myself. The
hike turns a little vigorous as I pull myself out of
the wash and continue up the rocky hillside. In the
distance to the west, half a mile past the inn, I see
a thick row of large cottonwood trees coming to life
again on the banks of the Rio Chama. Assuming the large
cat is enjoying an afternoon drink at the river, I opt
to quicken my pace for fear of an awkward meeting.
At the top of the trail, the view is fantastic with green
junipers dotting the landscape and shards of sunlight
piercing the clouds. Its not really the view I came
up here to see. Reaching into my pocket I pull out a key
and look for a door going into the mountain. One could
almost walk right by and not notice the large windows
carved into the side of the mountain. A hand-carved sandstone
sanctuary isnt something one normally expects to
find in the middle of a hike (I later learned that David
and John commissioned an artist to construct this secluded
chamber with the understanding the project would take
about six months. As with most construction, there were
delays, and the end result was two and a half years in
the making). This spacious sanctuary has exquisitely detailed
work, space for seating, separate rooms, wonderful views,
and even a front door. The surreal effect of this hand-carved
masterpiece calls to mind the aphorism of a sculptor revealing
a form already in the stone by slowly chipping away the
exterior. Only this artist chipped endlessly away at the
interior. Hotel guests visit the sandstone chapel to marvel,
meditate, or simply enjoy the view. John and David have
also had celebrity weddings, commitment ceremonies, literature
readings, and music recitals here. This eclectic and quirky
addition to Rancho de San Juan only heightens the otherworldly
atmosphere found by enjoying fine dining and resort living
in such a rural and unhurried destination. Awestruck by
the craftsmanship, I easily lose track of time and notice
the coming sunset. While Im sure the sunset would
have been astounding, theres a certain cat Im
intending to miss.
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