A few days ago was my wife’s birthday and we just decided to not go to the office. We took our little jeep to see the Aspen quickly turning golden yellow in the mountains around us. The turning of the Aspen, while one of nature’s most beautiful sights, comes with mixed emotions. It means the end of our glorious summer is near. Fall is a beautiful time of year and is my favorite personally. The cool crisp mornings and the bright sunny afternoons are especially enjoyable.
We took the little jeep wrangler up Slumgullion pass and drove down to Deer Lakes Campground where we stopped and looked for Mama Moose and her little one who are usually around the campground. She wasn’t there today. We traveled on toward Powderhorn and passed our favorite old campground where over 40 years ago we would spend our two week vacation in Colorado. It was still there exactly like it was all those years ago. Our children, especially Mike and Dan, would catch trout every morning for breakfast. The descendents of those lively trout still swim in that beautiful little stream passing our old camp site. That brought back a lot of great memories.
We continued on toward Powderhorn and took a little known road that passed thru some of Colorado’s most beautiful country, especially this time of year with the golden Aspen trees at their peak. This road passes thru old ranches with their wooden corrals and big old log barns still in operation today much as they were many years ago.
We traveled on to Highway 114 and the little town of Saguache where we had a great lunch and Midge has a piece of Lemon Pie for her birthday. On the return trip we took the same little known road but we had a totally different view from the opposite direction. It was just as beautiful if not more so.
On our return to Lake City we found that our son Dan had harvested a beautiful six point bull Elk with his black powder rifle. The significance of this bull is that he was judged to be ten years old and it was ten years ago that our hunting units, 66 and 67, became limited. Limited means you have to draw a tag to hunt and it enables our game biologist to have a tool to help maintain our deer and elk herds at a healthy size. Before limitations finding a bull that had reached five years of age was unusual. With limited numbers of hunters the bulls and bucks have the opportunity to reach maturity and become healthy herd leaders. Dan was one of the leaders in the effort to gain limitations. Dan saw several bulls much larger than the one he harvested but he chose to take the older bull and let the younger bigger bulls continue to spread the genes that limitations had saved.
Dan and Mike, our sons, and the same little boys that caught the fish for breakfast at our camp so many years ago have become two of Lake City’s most successful businessmen with TEAM MURPHY REALTY. Dan’s day taking the big bull and seeing the results of his efforts in the long fight for limitations was very special.
I would like to say this was a typical day living in Lake City, jeeping thru golden covered mountains, celebrating Midge’s birthday with a great lunch in Saguache, our son taking a special bull elk but it was not typical it was just special. This was a day that we could not have had if we had not decided to live in Lake City.
Lake City is a wonderful place and it affords those of us that live here an opportunity to have these special days. If you would like that opportunity you might decide to live in Lake City with us.