Glimpses of America: A Pictorial and Descriptive History of Our Country's Scenic MarvelsBuel, James W. (James William)
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Glimpses of America: A Pictorial and Descriptive History of Our Country's Scenic Marvels
Buel, James W. (James William)
United States -- Pictorial works
on this lofty pedestal the observer sweeps the horizon with enraptured
vision that commands a view of Salida, Poncha Pass, the wide expanse of
South Park, and grand old Pike’s Peak one hundred miles away; Twin Lakes
are twenty-five miles to the north, near Buffalo Peaks, where the
sportsman finds a paradise and the health-seeker is exhilarated with
balsamic winds; while all around, whichever way we look, the omnipotence
of the Creator is exhibited in the mightiness of His handiwork as
displayed in the weirdly broken landscape of jocund mountain peaks,
bowlders of granite torn from the great heart of the earth, babbling
streams, tumbling water-falls, and teeming valleys.
[Illustration: THE BEARS’ CAVE, NEAR GREEN LAKE.]
After leaving Buena Vista the route was along the Arkansas River,
through somewhat less rugged scenery, and on by Leadville, a city whose
life is drawn from the bowels of the mountain. The whole territory is
speckled and dotted with engine houses, and derricks, and flumes, and
cavities, where the cupidity of man has laid a tribute upon the
everlasting hills, and is collecting it by the sweat of his brow and the
exercise of his genius.
The road continues to rise until we reach Hagerman Tunnel, a mammoth
passage-way bored through solid rock. Its length is 2,164 feet, and to
provide perfect ventillation the cut is eighteen feet wide and nearly as
many high. The grade is a continually ascending one from Colorado
Springs to this point, where an altitude of 11,530 feet is reached, and
the slope towards the Pacific begins. Just as we emerge from Hagerman
Tunnel, Loch Ivanhoe bursts into glorious view, a silvery sheet that
wraps the cold feet of Snowy Mountain, while off to the left, like a
sign of hope to the Christian traveler, is the Mount of the Holy Cross.
This wonderful peak has become a veritable shrine, visited as it is by
thousands, whose reverent feelings it never fails to excite. The
mountain obtains its name and reputation from the clefts on its northern
side near the summit, which are in the form of a cross and in which the
snow lies at such a depth that summer suns never melt it. The height of
this peak is 14,176 feet, but though not so lofty as some others in
Colorado, it is apparently more exposed and holds the snow longest, the
summit being nearly always covered.
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