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Day 32 - July 9 - Breckenridge, CO to Guffey, CO - 70 miles Click on the thumbnails to view larger pictures.
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| The climb over Hoosier Pass was not as bad as we thought it
would be. The one delay was having to stop often to allow our bodies
to recover from the effects of the elevation. At 11, 542 feet, this
is the highest point on the trip. What a beautiful view from the
top.
The remainder of the ride was an enjoyable downhill to Guffey. Actually the last mile and a half to Guffey was up a steep hill, but we opted for this in lieu of going another 21 miles to the next campground. Guffey is a mining/lumbering town from the 19th century, nestled in an out of the way hollow, that time has forgotten. Much of the town consists of the original buildings that still preserve the spirit of what the town must have been like 150 years ago. And the residents (all 30 of them) want it to stay that way. Two of those residents, Bill and Colleen Soux, were our hosts for the evening. When we arrived in town we stopped at the General Store and asked the proprietor if he knew of a place we could stay. He told us he had a B&B that was available for the night, but after considering that there was no breakfast with it and his bar/restaurant was adjacent, we decided to pursue something else. He then told us to go up to the Guffey Garage and ask the guy there, he might be able to help. We found the garage and it's owner, Bill Soux. He was spending the afternoon watching old Hopalong Cassady movies. When we told him what we wanted he said, "I have just the place for you, follow me". We walked up a little hill and there it was, an 1800's hog pen. Stay in a real live hog pen? We looked at each other and wondered if we really wanted to do this, but once he open the door we knew immediately this was the place for us. It had carpet on the floor, a pot belly stove, burlap bags for curtains, antique bed and dresser, spare mattress for the floor, and two very comfy looking rockers. There was no indoor plumbing, working TV, VCR, computer, newspaper, telephone/cell phone, or other modern convenience, but that was just fine with us. The little cabin with adjacent outhouse looked real nice. Bill and Colleen brought us gallon jugs of water and a wash basin to clean up with. Colleen provided cold bottled water and granola bars for a quick treat. We were in "hog heaven"! Following a nice dinner at the Country Store/Cafe we came back to our "camp" and Bill took us for a tour of the town recalling much of it's history. When we settled into bed for the night we lay there thinking about how fortunate we were to be enjoying the peace and quiet of Guffey. Carol said, "Don't you just feel like you're in the Little House on the Prairie?" She was right. |
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