Just west of Denver there are gold and silver mines and the remnants of the towns the booms left behind. Travis and I decided to head on down to Georgetown and Silver Plume. We caught the train in Silver Plume that would take us into the mountains. It was a great day, warm but overcast. We rode the open air passenger trains. It was too nice a day to be inside
Having arrived at the depot early, we decided to walk over to the town of Silver Plume.
Silver Plume is a mining/railroad town that over the years has been restored or is in the process of being restored. If you have ever been to Jerome, CA or Madrid, NM you get the idea. Lots of artists and crafts people, retired hippies, etc. A very cool vibe none the less.
We had not had breakfast and the only restaurant in town was closed. We did however find this cool restored bakery. Delicious cinnamon rolls.
Cujo??
The local hoosk-gow back in the day.
Why do I feel like I am walking through a Stephan King novel????
Aaaaaah... probably because this is the haunted schoolhouse!!!!!!
[cue Twilight Zone music...]
Our departure time approached so we headed back to the depot.
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