The Train to Silverton

During the first week in October last year, Kurt and I took a driving tour with his parents. We stayed in Durango at the old but opulent Strater Hotel.

The Strater Hotel
The Strater Hotel

Our reason for going to Durango was the narrow gauge train that runs between Durango and Silverton. Jean had heard about it and was interested in taking the trip. It’s about a four hour ride through the Animas River Canyon and turned out to be well worth the time and money. We were in the Vista, the only car with a glass roof. It’s well back in the train, but we still got our share of ashes from the engine smoke.

Kurt with his parents, Jean and Carroll
Kurt with his parents, Jean and Carroll

The scenery was glorious. We had excellent weather, chilly at first, but sunny most of the way. While the majority of the trees were coniferous, there were golden aspens to brighten things up. The river itself grew greener the farther we went up the canyon.

The Animas River from the train
The Animas River from the train

The train wound back and forth and we were able to take pictures of the front of the train from our carriage near the rear.
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Silverton turned out to be a tiny town with wide dirt streets and a plethora of restaurants and gift shops. We had lunch at a cafe, then caught the bus back down to Durango. The drive takes about an hour, but it doesn’t get the kind of views we got from the train.

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Kit Dunsmore

Kit Dunsmore has believed in the magic underlying the muggle world since she was a child searching for the Shetland pony pooka she was sure was hiding in her back yard. She learned early on that books were magic doors into other worlds, and that she could revisit a beloved character or place by opening the right book. As she grew, she decided she wanted to make magic with words, too. Today Kit writes about things she loves: poodles and dragons, witches and artists, quirky underdogs and loyal friends. Whether her setting is 6th-century England, the imaginary Twelve Kingdoms, or an art-obsessed version of modern America, magic always finds its way into her story. She enjoys turning fairy tales inside out and watching characters sacrifice everything to reach their goal, but she also believes in happy endings. When she isn't writing, Kit experiences magic by making things with her hands. Over the years, she's made quilts, fabric sculptures, collages, sweaters, and blank books. Her newest interest is learning how to spin her own yarn, a skill guaranteed to strengthen one of her many delusions: that she is a self-sufficient pioneer woman. She also thinks she is a hobbit, a witch, an artist, and a good cook. Living in the foothills of Colorado, Kit enjoys the giant skies and prairie landscapes which suit her need for wide open spaces. In addition to hiking through glorious scenery with her husband or imagining herself living in the Middle Ages, Kit works as a pillow for her miniature poodle and polishes the next small piece of her handmade life.

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