At the Foot of Red Mountain
in the San Juan Range
above Ouray and below Silverton, CO
Beginning of October, 2013
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| "I say we tackle him." | 
We interrupt this silliness for some
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| "Hey! Who Goes There On My Bridge!?" | 
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| "It is I, Billy Goat Gruff" But, no, actually, in case you couldn't tell, this is a Colorado Boy. This is his trail. | 
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| This justified the day as an actual bona fide homeschool field trip. History class -- CHECK! | 
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| Looking down the mineshaft... inside the remarkably preserved head frame building. | 
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| This structure did not fare as well. Wonder what it used to be? | 
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| On a pinewood trail. The clean, invigorating scent of pine needles. Ahh! | 
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| Inside one of the ghost houses in the ghost town of Ironton, a favorite "haunt" of ours in the fall. (These are not ghosts pictured here. I don't think.) | 
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| Thank you so much for  joining us on the trail! This is the end of the slide show for today. Come back later. There will be more for sure! | 










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