Posts tagged ‘Ouray’

a vacation to Ouray, Colorado (post #3)

Ouray, Colorado

Every day while in Ouray, me, my chocoholic self, and my husband trekked through the door of Mouse’s Chocolates & Coffee – one of my favorite shops in town. They have a large selection of decadent chocolates, delicious coffee, and tasty shakes to choose from. Mouse’s Chocolates has been selling to chocoholics in Ouray (and via outside orders) for many years, and recently expanded their building. You can watch them creating their signature chocolates in one window, while in the next purchase the goodness, and sit to enjoy them.

Buckskin Booksellers

I couldn’t leave town without checking out the local Ouray bookstore, Buckskin Booksellers. Tall shelves make of mahogany packed with books make the little store so inviting. Choosing from historical books on famous Coloradans, the newest best sellers, and books by the author Sandra Dallas  proved difficult. Sandra Dallas won out since I’d been wanting one of her recent novels, and I wasn’t sure if she was selling them in ebook format.

This trip was for pure relaxation purposes. Neither one of us was up for adventure (our day to day life contains enough). On other trips we have taken off on four-wheel drive trails and hiking trails. The four-wheel drive trail I prefer is Yankee Boy Basin. It’s fairly easy, and there’s a small chance of death. Those are both positives in my tourist book. Although, passing vehicles along steep, harrowing cliffs does rack my nerves. It’s still nothing like the famous Black Bear trail – you will never find me on that one.

At the beginning of July a gorgeous landscape of mountain wild flowers can be seen on the Yankee Boy Basin trail. The valley also offers the most spectacular views of the mountains. This is a spot where I dream of building a little cabin. The following pictures were taken during a trip we took to the Ouray area in 2009.

mountain wildflowers in Yankee Boy Basin

Yankee Boy Basin

Yankee Boy Basin

Well, that concludes our trip to Ouray, Colorado. It seems it’s a well kept a secret among those living in our state. Some know about it, but don’t visit, and others love to travel there. Yet, we continually run into visitors from other countries. Diverse languages abound in Ouray, and for me, the non-world traveler, that makes it all the more intriguing.


June 2, 2011 at 7:52 am 2 comments

Ouray, Colorado (post #1)

Ouray, Colorado

Ouray, Colorado – the definition of majestic beauty, and known as the Switzerland of America.

Ouray, Colorado

My husband and I traveled there once again for our anniversary. We can’t help it, this quaint town nestled among the towering peaks of the San Juan Mountains draws us.

On our way, I was hoping to find the perfect little deli for lunch. To my surprise the town of Delta didn’t let me down. We found a charming eatery that boasted bagels, sandwiches, and coffee.

Even if my bagel was rock hard, and the cookies didn’t come out much better, it was still the perfect beginning to a wonderful weekend.

Ouray is only one hour (fifteen minutes if you go back-country) from the popular town of Telluride, Colorado. Although, the two are drastically different. I have only been to Telluride on a few occasions. Reason being, it’s not usually the atmosphere I’m looking for. Telluride is a bustling ski town. Pedestrians, shops, and vehicles are crammed together in a small valley. Noise, expensive food, purses, clothes, and jewelry avail themselves at every crack in the sidewalk, and the city charges you to park in the dirt. I admit that I do not own a Louie Vuitton hand bag, nor do I don Robert Marc sunglasses, and never will, therefore, the shops don’t appeal to me. Yes, the surrounding mountains lend their slopes to skiing and snowboarding enthusiasts, but I can find complete packages that attract me more than this town. Breckenridge for example. Now that I think of it, each town gives off it’s own aura.

be sure to watch out for falling rocks (Cascade Falls on another trip)

Ouray’s is calm, inviting, and peaceful. It says, grab your favorite cup of tea or coffee, and sit a while. Take a deep breath and gaze upon the awe-inspiring mountains. When you feel you’ve relaxed enough, take a hike to Cascade Falls, or one of the many hiking trails Ouray has to offer.

Our goal for the weekend was simple. Relaxation. We were a little concerned when our first afternoon closed with a downpour and small snowstorm. Hanging out and reading in our room brought some much needed rest, but it wasn’t quite what we had imagined.

The snow quickly subsided and leant the evening to clear skies and cool temperatures. What to do for dinner…? Our favorite restaurant, the Goldbelt Bar & Grill, was closed. The Goldbelt has a great family friendly atmosphere and delicious food. If you decide the weather isn’t to your liking, they have large comfortable booths lining a tall wall of windows which face the surrounding mountains. If you are a fan of the outdoors, they offer numerous tables and chairs on their expansive deck.

Being that we are habitual people, and we had found something we liked, we were sad the Goldbelt Bar & Grill was closed. We thought the restaurant was closed permanently, because last year we heard it was for sale. To our delight it did open the next day for lunch.

We still needed a place to eat dinner. On one side of the street a restaurant (on the shabby side, and not one we wanted to return to) boasted, “Best burgers in town.” On the other, the Silver Nugget restaurant boasted, “Actual best burgers in town.” Since my husband loves burgers, I decided to let him have his pick. That, and it was half his anniversary too. The Silver Nugget it was.

I think Justin liked his burger, and my chef salad was good, but a miniature version of the real thing. It also lacked eggs. When I asked for some eggs, the man who was making a minimal effort at waiting tables came back about three times. First time, “I don’t know if we have any.” Second time, “They’re checking on the eggs. There was a large demand for them earlier today.” I finally decided to forego one of my favorite parts of a chef salad and dove in when he returned, “I’m still trying to decide which came first, the chicken, or the egg.” My eggs finally made it to the table. Scrambled. Yum.

our adventures to be continued…..

May 30, 2011 at 1:26 am Leave a comment

Tracy Dee Whitt - Author

Enter your email address to subscribe to this blog and receive notifications of new posts by email.

Join 830 other followers


blog archive