Dan and I took a little road trip last weekend through the southern part of the Colorado rockies. We took our time and meandered through little towns that we used to go to in the early years of our marriage, back when we did a lot of camping with our friends and jeeping with his family.
This is Ouray, a little mining town that was the starting point for many of our adventures.
We mostly spent our time exploring the towns and taking in the architecture of the old buildings.
This is the Beaumont Hotel, built at the height of the gold boom in the late 1800s. It is absolutely gorgeous inside. It has hosted U.S. presidents, European royalty and modern day celebrities.
The architecture in these mountain towns features everything from the grand . . .
. . . to the most simplistic. It's all beautiful to see, especially with the beautiful mountain backdrop. This little abandoned school building is set at the foot of the Collegiate Peaks, one of our favorite camping areas.
There are so many deer in the area, and Dan laughs when I insist on taking pictures. We saw a doe with twin fawns, that just sent me into spasms of oohs and aahs.
The day was a bit overcast, so my photos aren't all that great, but this was taken on Red Mountain Pass. The mountains are laden with minerals, and remnants from old mining operations are still visible.
For John Wayne fans, Ridgway, Colorado, is the sight for scenes from True Grit. There's a café with memorabilia from the movie, and this paddy wagon was used in the movie.
This is an old photo of the Palace Hotel in Salida, where we stayed our last night. It has been restored and is just beautiful inside. The large windows in our room overlooked the park and the Arkansas River.
The best part was the continental breakfast brought to our room. How charming is this? A china plate, wrapped up in a tea towel, opened to reveal fruit and yogurt parfaits, muffins, orange juice and cream for the coffee that we made in our room.
Our trip was complete with a stop at a this winery, just outside of Paonia . . .
. . . and the discovery of a neat little book store! The Next Page is in Frisco. Wine and books for souvenirs. It doesn't get any better than that.
We feel so fortunate to have all this beauty right in our own back yard!