Whistler standing all majestic mountain-dog like at the ruin of Pavilion Point...
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Once, it was part of the narrow-gauge railroad, which snaked up Leavenworth Mountain to what are now the ruins of Waldorf and beyond a bit. The tracks are long gone now. If you know how and where to look, you'll see the remnants of railroad ties.
The grade is under hard-pack. In a month, month and a half, it'll be perfect for snowshoeing. Today, I wear gators over my boots.
"Ready to go?" I ask Whistler.
He gives an approving chomp and lopes ahead of me. We can reach the one ruin in an hour, and I know a shortcut.
Great 100, Robbie.Wonderful imagery of Colorado Life. I'm starting to understand why my dad liked it so much.
ReplyDeleteI loved this 100 worder. Beautiful imagery, bringing everything very much alive for the reader.
ReplyDeleteNessa Roo; If your daddy lives around here he can't be that bad ;)
ReplyDeleteLizzie; Thank you
I don't know how you manage to pack so much in to 100 words - that's some skill. When I read the last line, I wanted to pick up my hiking gear and join you.
ReplyDeleteThank you. Although, I think it's more luck than skill.
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