Coco and I went out to Boulder Colo. to have Thanksgiving dinner with her Son. Over dinner his Girl Friend mentioned that a swing band was playing at a venue up in the mountains. Knowing how much we like to dance they agreed to take us.
On Friday night we drove for almost an hour on a twisty narrow mountain road with not one straight stretch of more than 500 feet, halfway there the pavement ended and it became a gravel washboard. As we climbed 3000 feet above the City of Boulder in pitch darkness I kept thinking why would anyone make this treacherous trek for a dance?
When we arrived at Gold Hill, population 300, I was delighted to discover why. The Gold Hill Inn, is a beautifully restored old Log Building built in 1924 when local miners were still taking gold nuggets out of the nearby mining shafts. When you walk through the low slung door you enter a warm/golden environment with retrofitted kerosene lamps. A giant stone fire place stands at one end and a raised bandstand and wooden plank dance floor at the other. One is completely transported to an earlier era.
When the band began playing we started swinging to the mellow sound of a well broken in saxophone.
Not being acclimated to aerobic activity at 8000 feet we were a bit challenged but we danced until we could not dance any more.
All in all it was clearly one of the top 20 most memorable travel experiences of a great life.
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