About 45 minutes away from Broomfield (my little town-o). Idaho Springs, Co.
When I was 10, my parents and I were on our way to Arizona and our van broke down. We were stranded in Idaho Springs/neighboring places (where we camped, fished (Echo Lake; where we caught copious amounts of rainbow trout), etc.) for about 33 days (as I remember from the journal I kept solely for that trip).
The other day, my dad and I went up there and found a few places we had been 15 years ago. The H&H Motel (where we stayed), Marion's of the Rockies (where I had my first eggs benedict), and Tommy Knocker's restaurant (where we played pool and ate).
The temperature was 10 degrees colder there than Broomfield (making it 68 and windayyy). J'adore.
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