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The Victor City Hall. It's still being used so they keep it in pretty good shape. Among many other historic events, heavyweight champion boxer Jack Dempsey trained in the City Hall. He was a miner in the Cripple Creek, Victor area and as an amateur used to fight in the local saloons.
Safely back home now in the Arctic Fox, I have time to sit in my easy chair, all warm and comfortable, and debrief myself about the one-day camping trip. There's always something I find out about a trip, even a short one such as this, that is a problem or could lead to a problem that I should fix before my next trip. Of course, I seldom fix anything that isn't life-threatening, but it makes me feel like I'm doing something useful even though I'm just relaxing.
The most important thing I learned on this trip is that it takes almost as much time and effort to take an overnight camping trip as it does to take a two-week mini – vacation. Most of the things I need for a trip of any length are already in the little Bronco. And the things that I have to carry with me on a trip that needs loading into the little Bronco are mostly things that I need to use every day in the Arctic Fox, such as computers. So there's very little I need to do to get ready to go in till the morning I'm leaving, which makes for a very hectic morning.
I keep extra clothes in the little Bronco, so the most significant difference between going for one night or two weeks is food. And of course, I don't carry two weeks worth of food with me; after all, I'm not going on safari, I carry several days worth of food and shop as I travel. So in effect, packing and unpacking are the same no matter how long I'm on the road in the little Bronco.
Now two weeks is not some magical number that I'm limited to in the little Bronco, and if I overstep that length of time, the little Bronco will turn back into a pumpkin, although I have to admit I haven't tried it. Two weeks or less is just a number I made up that describes what I call a mini–vacation. I haven't determined yet the length of time that I could stay in the little Bronco, but so far in my travels, I haven't reached a point where I've told myself I couldn't spend one more night in this tiny little box.
But it appears from this last one night stay that I've determined staying one night is hardly worth the trouble. And I felt like I spent more time getting ready for the trip, and unpacking when I got home than I did on the trip. So I'm thinking maybe I should have a two or three-night minimum stay to make it worth going through all the effort.
Old mine in Victor Colorado.
One of the many old mines in the Victor city limits. Victor got to call itself "The City Of Mines" but Allowing mining in the city limits was a bad idea as the tunnels destabilized a lot of the areas in town, and the stopes would occasionally collapse.
Over 100 years of advertising on this old brick building in Victor.
This was a big company back in the day. Cripple Creek has a much nicer Colorado Trading And Transfer company building than this one in Victor, and its still being used. The company was started by the Carlton brothers when the older brother "Bert" developed TB and moved to Colorado for his health. The story goes the brothers were living in Colorado Springs and rode their bicycles up to Cripple Creek to check out what was going on with the gold rush. They saw an opportunity to sell firewood and coal, and that's how they started. They became wealthy and Bert started the First National Bank of Cripple Creek.
So you may ask, how do I know all of this useless esoteric information? I started the "Ghost Town Tours" and would have to drive the van and give the tours if an employee didn't show up.