October 2, 2019. Georgetown and Dillon, Colorado.

October 2, 2019.  Georgetown and Dillon, Colorado.  The drive from Longmont to Dillon was supposed to be two hours.  We managed to extend it to three by stopping in Georgetown, Colorado.  One of Annie's favorite troubadours made a movie there once and Georgetown had that going for it.  Additionally, we stopped there on one of our many trips to Colorado in the 1980s.  The girls played on a playground which is still there.  It bears little resemblance to what it did then.  I remember it having a slide, a merry-go-round and some swings accented with a few picnic tables.  Now, there is a miniature town constructed over a quarter of the block.  

Georgetown blossomed as a silver mining community during the Civil War.  It was founded as a gold mining camp in 1859.  Silver was discovered in 1864.  Georgetown was not a mine town per se.  It was a commercial community where miners would come for purchases and entertainment.  The silver mines were located several miles from town.  

Prior to the collapse of the silver market in the 1890s, Georgetown grew to a population of 10,000 residents.  There was even a movement to relocate the state capitol from Denver to Georgetown.  However, when the value of silver plummeted, Georgetown fell on hard times.  It regained some of its prior glory in the 1950s as a tourist town boasting a historic district and offering retail items to travelers driving to the ski resorts in Summit County.  Georgetown remains as the county seat of Clear Creek County, having wrested that honor from the now larger Idaho Springs in the 19th century. 

Upon our arrival in Dillon, we made the usual run to the grocery store.  Once the fridge was filled to overflowing, we settled in, sitting on the deck looking out over Lake Dillon.  The aspens have turned on the mountainside across the lake.  

Today, we slept in, watched recent developments in Washington and took a walk on the trail below our condo, between us and the lake. We have no plans for tomorrow.  I've said before that having no plans is one of the best things about our form of travel.  We'll find something to do, of course.  But, we won't feel compelled to rush around to complete an activity just because we happened to think about it the day before.  Some may call that indolence.  I call it relaxation.  And, I don't particularly care what "some" may think about it.  So there.

Goodnight.