Zebediah Gump -The Crystal LbNA #8333 (ARCHIVED)
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Add Location| Owner: | Adoptable |
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| Plant date: | May 22, 2004 |
| Location: | |
| City: | Glenwood Springs |
| County: | Garfield |
| State: | Colorado |
| Boxes: | 1 |
| Planted by: | Esmerelda  |
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| Found by: | Astro D |
| Last found: | Sep 9, 2015 |
| Status: | FFFFFFFFF |
| Last edited: | Sep 18, 2015 |
This here be the third chapter in the tales of my adventures.
Back when I was livin’ in Glenwood Springs, I heard about this town by the name of ‘Marble’ up on the other side of Carbondale. This Marble had itself, well, a marble mine. A marble mine considered to be the biggest dang mine in the world! This man by the name of J. C. Osgood, owned that big old Yule marble mine. Even though you could only get to it by railroad, J.C. managed to build himself a big old mansion .. Heck.. He build himself an entire city and called it ‘Redstone’.
Well, I had some time and wanted to see this purty white rock that everybody was talkin’ about. They said it was so pure and white that it was used for real special stuff.. Like the Lincoln Memorial and the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier, municipal buildings in New York City and San Fransisco and who knows what else!
So one day I made a trip to see what I could see. I saddled up Molly and started up road C82 out of Glenwood, heading towards Aspen. Before I got to Aspen, I made a right turn onto State Highway 133 what went straight through Carbondale and out the other side. Even my Molly was appreciative of the fine scenery we passed on the way. We was following a river so purty, so crystal clear it had earned itself the name, ‘The Crystal’. We followed the Crystal as it snaked and turned it’s way down the mountain, soundin’ just like a crystal bell as it raced over the rocks. Me and Molly got our first look at that white marble rock on the sides of that Crystal River. It seems that when the railroad cars would haul their heavy loads of marble down the valley, every once in awhile, the heavy stone would be unbalanced and tip the car over, spillin’ it’s load of white down the side of the train tracks and sometimes into the river. Farther on we went, not stoppin’ to admire the coke ovens on our right or the Redstone Mansion standin’ real stately like across the river on our left. Just as we passed a sign sayin’ we was entering Gunnison County, we spied a left turn that said it was the road to Marble. So, of course, we turned there.
We kept on down this most scenic of drives until we finally entered the town of Marble. Population 85. We kept right on goin’, kind of slow and tourist like until we come to a stop sign. At this stop sign we turned right, and I parked old Molly on the other side of the fire station. I wandered over to the Old Mill Site, which is all that remains of what was once the world’s largest marble finishing operations. There is a bridge over the Crystal River here that leads on up to the mine, but I didn’t cross it. I headed west where sometimes there are heaps and heaps of giant blocks of marble, and followed the main trail. As I walked along, I counted the solo white pillars lining the trail directly to my right...I counted to five and passed halfway to six, they towered quietly into the blue sky, their hard work finished and their peaceful rest upon them. Almost halfway between the fifth and six giant pillar, I spied a perfect hidee hole. A small tree grew near the top huge white rectangle of stone. I gently slipped my journal between the top and the middle slab, then carefully hid it from view with some smaller pieces of marble.
Which is where it remains today.
And that’s all I have to say about that.
Sincerely,
Zebediah Gump
Esmerelda says: In the summer and fall, this is one of my personal favorite drives in Colorado. If you are coming from Cedaredge/Paonia, come over McClure Pass and turn right towards Marble.
The trail is wide and mostly smooth.. I believe a stroller and wheelchair could make it all but the last short bit.
This is actually in Gunnison County but comes up wrong on the map so we've moved it to pop up in the Glenwood Springs area.
PLEASE BE VERY CAREFUL TO REHIDE THIS IS WELL OR BETTER THAN YOU FOUND IT.
Very dog friendly.
A hand carved stamp and hand-made journal.
Back when I was livin’ in Glenwood Springs, I heard about this town by the name of ‘Marble’ up on the other side of Carbondale. This Marble had itself, well, a marble mine. A marble mine considered to be the biggest dang mine in the world! This man by the name of J. C. Osgood, owned that big old Yule marble mine. Even though you could only get to it by railroad, J.C. managed to build himself a big old mansion .. Heck.. He build himself an entire city and called it ‘Redstone’.
Well, I had some time and wanted to see this purty white rock that everybody was talkin’ about. They said it was so pure and white that it was used for real special stuff.. Like the Lincoln Memorial and the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier, municipal buildings in New York City and San Fransisco and who knows what else!
So one day I made a trip to see what I could see. I saddled up Molly and started up road C82 out of Glenwood, heading towards Aspen. Before I got to Aspen, I made a right turn onto State Highway 133 what went straight through Carbondale and out the other side. Even my Molly was appreciative of the fine scenery we passed on the way. We was following a river so purty, so crystal clear it had earned itself the name, ‘The Crystal’. We followed the Crystal as it snaked and turned it’s way down the mountain, soundin’ just like a crystal bell as it raced over the rocks. Me and Molly got our first look at that white marble rock on the sides of that Crystal River. It seems that when the railroad cars would haul their heavy loads of marble down the valley, every once in awhile, the heavy stone would be unbalanced and tip the car over, spillin’ it’s load of white down the side of the train tracks and sometimes into the river. Farther on we went, not stoppin’ to admire the coke ovens on our right or the Redstone Mansion standin’ real stately like across the river on our left. Just as we passed a sign sayin’ we was entering Gunnison County, we spied a left turn that said it was the road to Marble. So, of course, we turned there.
We kept on down this most scenic of drives until we finally entered the town of Marble. Population 85. We kept right on goin’, kind of slow and tourist like until we come to a stop sign. At this stop sign we turned right, and I parked old Molly on the other side of the fire station. I wandered over to the Old Mill Site, which is all that remains of what was once the world’s largest marble finishing operations. There is a bridge over the Crystal River here that leads on up to the mine, but I didn’t cross it. I headed west where sometimes there are heaps and heaps of giant blocks of marble, and followed the main trail. As I walked along, I counted the solo white pillars lining the trail directly to my right...I counted to five and passed halfway to six, they towered quietly into the blue sky, their hard work finished and their peaceful rest upon them. Almost halfway between the fifth and six giant pillar, I spied a perfect hidee hole. A small tree grew near the top huge white rectangle of stone. I gently slipped my journal between the top and the middle slab, then carefully hid it from view with some smaller pieces of marble.
Which is where it remains today.
And that’s all I have to say about that.
Sincerely,
Zebediah Gump
Esmerelda says: In the summer and fall, this is one of my personal favorite drives in Colorado. If you are coming from Cedaredge/Paonia, come over McClure Pass and turn right towards Marble.
The trail is wide and mostly smooth.. I believe a stroller and wheelchair could make it all but the last short bit.
This is actually in Gunnison County but comes up wrong on the map so we've moved it to pop up in the Glenwood Springs area.
PLEASE BE VERY CAREFUL TO REHIDE THIS IS WELL OR BETTER THAN YOU FOUND IT.
Very dog friendly.
A hand carved stamp and hand-made journal.