Tuesday, October 11, 2005
This is what we saw yesterday on the train ride from Durango to Silverton.
Color, everywhere. Talk about timing... the aspens are bursting with gold. Everywhere. Even with the overcast skies, they glow with a golden cast like the metal found hidden in the mountains.
It snowed in Silverton. We froze. Riding an orange train to a town founded on silver. Riding back, we braved the open air gondola car. It was about 41 degrees, 31 in some passes. Yes, we have Floridian blood. But who can pass up the chance to freeze your buns off when back home it's 87 degrees and still hurricane season?