It
disappears briefly till the next bend, which is when you
decide to pull over on thee small siding to take a good
look. Then,
after a glance at your map, you realize it must be the
town of Silverton. The map, one dimensional as it is, couldn’t
tell you that coming North from Durango you would steadily
climb to over 10,000 feet in elevation, go over one pass,
dip down a bit, then over another on your way to Silverton.
You’ve heard of this old mining town of Silverton,
wanted to see it for yourself, now here you are at your
first sighting. |