Georgetown Loop Railroad


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For my birthday, Heather, Jeff, Matt, and I went up to Georgetown to ride the famous Georgetown Loop Railroad.  As a kid I rode this train with my parents when we came to Colorado to visit my aunt and uncle.  The train ride was just as good this time as I remember from the last time I rode.

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Pulling away from the station.

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Backing down underneath the famous bridge.




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Piling on the steam and oil to head up the hill toward Silverplume.


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Rolling over the bridge and looking down toward Georgetown.


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Crossing Clear Creek.

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Pulling into Silverplume.


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Filling up with water for the return trip down to Georgetown.


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The commemorative photo that we didn’t buy.



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Heading down the grade.


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Engine #9 running down the hill.


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The bridge in the distance.


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The train pulling away from the station at the old mines.  We got off here to do a mine tour.


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Getting ready to go underground.

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We went into the Lebanon Tunnel.  I remember touring this mine as a kid.



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Looking back out toward the entrance.

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A deep shaft filled with ghostly water.  The shaft goes down a few hundred more feet to flooded levels of the mine deep below.  When the pumps get switched off in a mine like this, the old shafts and adits flood quickly up to the level at which the water can escape to the surface.  The adit we walked down is the high water point.

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Old and new rails.  When this adit was reopened for tourists, they used a wider gauge of ore cart to bring out rock.

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Looking up along a drift.

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Leaching ore.

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There is probably some good, rich rock behind this wall.

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Looking back toward the entrance.



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An old hoist and bucket line.


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Miners’ footprints in the muck left over 100 years ago.

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An interesting form of rock only really seen in old mines.


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End of the line.  This is a big water tank that helps regulate how much water is released from the mine.


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Engine #9 coming back down from Silverplume to pick us up and take us down to Georgetown.



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It’s a geared locomotive with an offset boiler.  Really neat design seen throughout the world on narrow gauge lines in mountains, on logging railroads, and on mining railroads.


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Heading across the bridge and into Georgetown.


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Georgetown as seen from the top of the bridge.


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Toot toot!  Birthday train!

Marys Peak Overnight

 

Last night after Joaquin and I returned from the Scandinavian Festival in Junction City where we helped a dude with MS smoke a cigarette and drink a beer, Joaquin, Matt, and I climbed Marys Peak to watch the Perseids Meteor Shower.  We reached the summit in an hour and 45 minutes.  In other words, at 1am.  While setting up our tent and bivy sack, we saw several good shooting stars even with the full moon directly overhead.  As we approached the tippy top of Marys Peak, we interrupted at least one couple mid-coitus.  It was rather impressive to see how many people had made the trek to the top.  Well, until we found out the road is open again from Harlan.

 

Just before the sun sneaked above the clouds to the east  Mount Jefferson is peaking up above the clouds a bit to the right of center.

 

Looking northwest toward the ocean.

 

 

Joaquin wakes up.

 

The moon prepares to set in the west.

 

My new bivy sack.  I need to figure out how to keep the sack from touching my sleeping bag as my bag was rather damp this morning.  Otherwise, I was very impressed with the performance of the new bivy sack.

 

Fog and clouds spilling back toward the coast.

 

When we arrived at 1am, all of the fog was to the west and the valley was clear.  Sometime in the night it inverted.

 

 

 

Joaquin and Matt borrowed my two-person tent.

 

Here comes the sun!

 

 

Taking the tent down and getting ready to head downhill.

 

 

 

 

 

Absolutely gorgeous.  It was one of the more memorable mornings that I’ve had in the last several months.

 

 

 

Heading back down the trail.  It took us 1:45 to get to the bottom and find our cars.  It appears we were the only people to hike to the top of Marys Peak from the bottom.  Matt and Joaquin carried wine with them all the way.  I was more practical and carried food and water.  I’m thinking that I will have to go back up to the top again very soon with a proper camera.  It is just too amazing not to do it again.

 

Day Hike to Duffy Lake with Friends

On Saturday, my parents, Heather, Matt, Joaquin, two of their friends, and I went hiking to Duffy Lake with some llamas who needed training.  Ever year we run training hikes for the llamas we raise at Spring Creek Llama Ranch.

Up the trail we hike!

The three new lady packers didn’t eat a blade of grass.  Chief, an old pro, spent the whole time munching down.  He knows exactly what to do at lunch breaks.

My parents having lunch.

There was a LOT of snow still around the lake.

One of Matt and Joaquin’s friends swam out to the middle of the lake.

Matt looking awesome.

Heather and Joaquin looking at the lake and our crazy swimmer.

She made it to the middle!

 

A panorama of the lava plug that overlooks Duffy Lake.

I believe this is where Heather said I should stop taking pictures of her.

The Akubra hat strikes again!  Zach would be proud.

Back down the trail.

Unloading at the truck after a successful hike.