We left the station and crossed a tressle bridge about 100′ over a meandering river. The train stopped in Silver Plume to take on passengers originating there and disembark those who had begun their journey there. It was also an opportunity for passengers returning to Georgetown to get off and stretch their legs. Although there is wildlife in these woods and mountains, they were apparently gathering in other, better hidden locations. The ride up, out, around and back took about 1 hour.
We returned to Fort Collins via the back roads and canyons. One such canyon actually has 7 tunnels cut into the mountains in an attempt to level our parts of the roadway. Only one of those tunnels was closed to traffic when we passed by. I continue to be amazed at these canyons, the varieties of rock formations and colors and the bravery of those who built these roads.