We bought a Jeep this year in the hopes that we could maybe check out some back roads in the mountains over the summer. This was our one attempt in June before we realized our tires and transmission might not be ready for this adventure. We bought a book called Guide to Colorado Backroads & 4WD Trails that looked really cool and found this trail in that book. It was quickly realized that we definitely weren’t ready for any “moderate” trails, but we did get a little way up the trail and got this amazing view.
We then decided to head back down, plus some scary dark clouds were rolling in so we thought it best to head back towards Denver, but maybe meander along the way.
On our was back we stopped by the Georgetown Lake. I love Colorado during summer, it’s so fresh and green. It was still cold though and we didn’t have fishing poles, so we decided to move on.
Instead of hopping back onto Interstate 70 we decided to drive east on Argentine Street which turns into Alvarado Road. As we were driving we started to pass a cute little white house, which I soon realized was the entry center for an old cemetery. This is where I get silly excited and was like “OMG, pull over! I want to check it out!”… I’m kind of a lover of old cemeteries and gravestones ever since I was a kid. So there was no way I was not going to check this place out. The boyfriend, however, was not too thrilled. In fact, he definitely has the opposite reaction that I do.
I still remember visiting an old cemetery when I was 4 or 5 in Oregon. My mother was going to visit friends who had moved to Oregon and they lived right next to a really old cemetery. It was a quiet, overgrown wonderland of the past to me. I’d never seen an old cemetery, only the neatly kept ones that looked like parks. This cemetery looked forgotten and overgrown and had wildflowers and weeds with old carved gravestones here and there. It felt like a dream-like place. Even now, I can’t remember where this was… I just remember taking my Barbies with me as I went to explore. Another reason I remembered the trip was because Oregon was where my mother finally bought me my first Ken doll… I say “finally” because I’m pretty sure I begged the entire trip and when we got there she finally got it for me.
Anyways, after reading a bit of information at the little white house about the cemetery and it’s layout I decided to see if I could venture in.
A little bit about the cemetery from Foothills Genealogical Society:
“The cemetery now referred to as “Alvarado” is a combination of 6 or 7 early cemeteries created by different groups between the late 1860’s and the turn of the century. From the early 1900’s through the present day, members of the Masonic Lodge #12, AF& AM, have been the caring stewards – a daunting task undertaken by generations of lodge members on behalf of their own and other organizations. The current sexton is Ned Biggs of Idaho Springs. He has the current records.
Gravestones from the cemetery:
After I was dragged out of the cemetery… the boyfriend was definitely over it after about a half hour. We headed on to Idaho Springs where we stopped for some libations on Miner Street. Our first stop was Flipper McGill’s Pinball Parlor which is a pretty cool little place for beers and pinball. We then headed over to BeauJo’s Pizza, which was super delicious and they had a salad bar in an old bathtub. The place was packed, but with good reason since the food was so good. We’ll definitely stop there again at some point.