An Extraordinary Ordinary Mountain Pass
In this ordinary world we live, so very few of us are chosen to do extraordinary things. Extraordinary individuals like Da Vinci, Newton, Einstein, Matsushi-ta, Disney. What would it have been to have lived life as an extraordinary individual?
Not that I consider myself or anyone else ordinary....we all live extraordinary lives. It's just no one else wonders what it would be like to be us. And there is nothing wrong with that. I'm happy living my extraordinary ordinary life in comparative obscurity. But it is sometimes fun to wonder about what it would feel like to be one of those high profile extraordinary individuals.
I don't know about you but I tend to forget that ordinary people can do extraordinary things right under our noses. Things that I take for granted; things that are so apparent that I wonder at how blind I can be in day-to-day living.
Today, after lunch, we decided that we needed to take a drive across the Great Continental Divide of America. After all, we were right there and it seemed appropriate for us to take DS across it. X decided to come along and Y headed back home.
The Continental Divide of the Americas is the mountainous hydrological divide that runs north/south from the Bering Strait up in Alaska down to the Strait of Magellan, Chile. Effectively, it follows "a line of peaks" along the Rocky Mountains and down the Andes. On one side of the mountain range, all the waterways will run and drain into the Pacific Ocean. On the other side, the rivers will drain into the Atlantic Ocean, the Arctic Ocean, the Gulf of Mexico and the Caribbean Sea. When you do spend time along the Divide, it is kinda cool to look at the water run from left to right on one side, cross the divide and see the water run from right to left. Every continent, except for Antartica, has a continental divide.
X said that we would hit about 10,800 feet crossing the Divide here and it suddenly dawned on me that this road we were driving on must have been something of a feat to have built. I wondered how many ordinary people it would have taken to build this ordinary looking extraordinary road that crosses the Continental Divide?
The Wolf Creek Pass road looks like any other road we would drive on. According to X, it is one of the easiest access points to Southwest Colorado from the rest of the state.
After the reds of the Arizona, the greys, blues and greens of Colorado were a stark contrast to what we had seen. But it was equally as stunning in its own way.
X pointed out the gate here of the Boot Jack Ranch. This was the entrance to 3000 acre, 50 room house that sold for $46.5 Million in 2010. It was apparently the single most expensive residential house sold in that year and made the national news.
We kept driving for a few more miles along the 160. X had mentioned a couple of things that we could find along the road and there was one stop I was keen to make.
Treasure Falls is a 105 feet cascade that flows into the San Juan River. The view from the turnout along the 160 wasn't too bad.
The 3 boys were keen to keep going up the Divide (and then head back to the house); but I convinced them that a walk might be in order. I had spied the trail heading up and it looked beautiful walking through the forest.
For a short trail, we climbed the equivalent of about 200 - 300 feet. Short, but the switchback trail was rather steep.
DH and I were happy. We spent some time taking in the view and grabbing some shots of the falls from here.
The name Treasure Falls came from Treasure Mountain, which as the legends goes, holds buried gold. In the late 1700s about 300 Frenchmen secretly entered the San Juan Mountains, which was Spanish turf. They struck it rich near the mountain, but were faced with brutal winters, Indian attacks and disease. Only two Frenchmen returned east to tell the tale.
I think I'll leave the treasure hunting to others. I'm just happy to enjoy the treasure of looking at the falls.
The path did head up higher but by this stage, the boys had regrouped and I was completely outvoted this time. So, we got back in the car and headed up Wolf Creek Pass.
It didn't take us long to crossing the Divide. Just on the other side, we found Wolf Creek Ski Resort. These couple of pictures are from DH's collection.
For this Aussie, I was just so envious at how accessible and easy to drive to the ski resorts are in the US. That's the turnoff from the 160 into the resort area.
Me? I was too busy looking eastward here to pay any attention to taking a picture of the ski resort behind me. I thought I had taken a picture of the water flowing in that direction; but it seems to be missing from my collection. But DS did think it was rather cool.
Notice those dead trees? Sadly, those are spruce fir trees. There is an infestation of the Spruce Beetle in the area and they are decimating the spruce trees. I found it so distressing to see these trees. X said that the beetle outbreak had started 2 - 3 years prior and their spread and pace of destruction was unbelievably quick. He didn't know what, if anything, could be done to stop them. For now, they were on the East side and had just gotten to the West.
As we drove back along the Pass, we stopped at the overlook and looked westward.
If you look to the lefthand side of the picture, you can make out the dead trees. It will be sad to think that these beautiful trees will be brown and dead shortly.
BTW - youll be able to spot Treasure Falls in the above picture as well.
We found some local residents here at the lookout.
No red nose; so it must be Chip.
With the Continental Divide crossing completed, we headed on back home.
To anyone....we had driven along a fairly ordinary looking road, constructed by ordinary people as part of a standard routine work. But by my account - it had been an extraordinary drive on an extraordinary road to see some spectacular scenery.
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