Sunny. Blue skies. 68 degrees.
Colorado. Was. Perfect.
We had the best time during our weekend anniversary/relaxation getaway in Colorado. We flew in to Denver late on Thursday night, rented a car and headed to our really cool downtown hotel. We spent all day on Friday driving through the mountains on the Peak to Peak scenic road that starts in Estes Park.
Estes Park was so cute — I had never been there before — and we did a little shopping and strolling through the town first. I can’t pass up a caramel apple (my dentist loves me), especially not when they look this good through the shop window:
I also can’t pass up taking photos of my cute husband! :) He’s used to it, I guess…
After our stroll, we got back in the car and headed off on our journey. You konw that saying, “life’s a journey, not a destination?” Well, that was our Friday. :)
I had a lot of fun in the passenger seat on this drive, while Jeff maneuvered the mountain roads!
Around the first bend, we found this:
After a few more miles, Jeff spotted a good stopping point, where he jumped out to climb the trees ON THE SIDE OF THE CLIFF. Let’s just say I’ve become much more adventurous since marrying Jeff. No, I didn’t climb the tree with him (do you know me at all??), but I did document it well. :)
And Jeff snapped this one of me, sitting safely on huge slab of rock. :)
After our little roadside adventure, we kept going, determined to stop whenever we felt like it. Little did we know, we were about to find the most interesting place on earth. Ward, Colorado. There are various stories about this little village in the mountains — some call it a ghost town, some call it a silver-mining haven and some call it just a little bit creepy. Okay, I guess that last description is my own. :)
Seriously, would you keep going if you saw this sign? Jeff did…
We actually saw three or four people out in the town, which was filled with abandoned cars — seriously, hundreds of really cool old cars sit all over the town. The homes are all in a state of disrepair, and most are boarded up or overgrown with brush.
I have to admit, though, that I love this house. I just want to know its story.
An old church with boarded-up windows:
They do still have a post office in the town, which also contains a mailbox labeled “Official City of Ward Drop Box” — unlocked.
The entire town of Ward (how many cars can you spot in the photo? I think most are hiding behind these houses).
So we left the quaint little town of Ward behind us and traveled on to a place Jeff read about online, a definitely deserted place called Caribou.
On the road there, we found this little cabin with what seemed like no access road to get to it. The entire winding mountain road was dotted with old mountain cabins and homes, most still inhabited. I have no idea how they get home (or leave home) during the snowy season.
And at the top, where it was FREEZING, we found some remnants of old stone structures. We were expecting to see an entire town of ruins, but from what we could tell, what used to be an access road is now blocked off for ecological preservation. The sign said foot traffic was welcome, but we had no idea how far into the woods the town was, or in what direction, and like I said, it was absolutely freezing. :) Still, it was worth the drive.
So thank you, Denver, for giving us a weekend getaway full of adventure and relaxation. And thank you, Jeff, for planning the trip. Where’s our next stop? :)