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| OURAY, COLORADO SWITZERLAND , OF AMERICA Story by Paul McCreary NO ONE IS QUITE CERTAIN who coined the phrase. But anyone who has been to Ouray, Colorado can understand why it is known as “The Switzerland of America.” The town is in all seasons like a Swiss fairyland, especially in the quiet of winter.
Created by eons of volcanic and glacial activity, Ouray’s mountains are a paradise. One only has to approach Ouray from either the north or south on Highway 550 to realize the full impact of their overwhelming beauty. The route from the north becomes increasingly awe-inspiring upon leaving Ridgway, nine miles downstream. Highway 550 winds gently upward as the San Juan Mountains loom ever closer. The dramatic Cimarron Range beckons to the left, while to the right, the high and mighty Sneffels Range rises over movie-set ranchlands. The tiny 700-person village of Ouray lies nestled—overwhelmed—between the magnificent Amphitheater guarding its east side, Twin Peaks to the west, and the imperial sentinel of Mt. Abram to the south. Entering Ouray from the south on “The Million Dollar Highway” is a treat for the senses…not to mention a test for the nerves. The road climbs from Silverton over 11,000-foot Red Mountain Pass, named for the three red peaks to the east. Mining ruins lie along the white-knuckle, cliff-hugging road until Ouray comes into sight. It lies wonderfully below, reminiscent of a European village with its colorful, Victorian houses. Its setting is as spectacular as any town, anywhere. Come see for yourself. Paul and Becky McCreary own and operate Ouray’s Main Street Bed-and-Breakfast and have produced a photo- music CD, Ouray County, Heaven on Earth. You can reach them at 970-325-4871 or www.mainstreethouse.com. |