These are some photographs of a trip i took to Cripple Creek last year, and of the train ride I took there. I always enjoy getting out of the city and driving up to the mountians, at any chance that I can get. Now that I look at these images again, I think of the irony of the the railroad tracks running through nature, instead of the highways that I usually drive. It is refreshing to visit older towns, where simple values are clear.
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