The first place we settled when we moved to Utah was a little town named Eureka! One of 45 towns named the same in the USA. Back in the late 1800s it was a thriving silver mining town. But in 1980 it was pretty close to a ghost town. Still is to some extent, with a population of 766 (2000 census). I hadn’t intended to post images of the derelict looking Main Street, but…. here’s the back of the old fire hall with the alarm bell on top. The white sign in the bottom right says Eureka City Jail. If they had mowed that clump of grass you could see the bars in the window.
But the main thing that fascinated me was Eureka’s altitude at 6,430 ft (1960 m). That’s a good bit higher than Denver, the so-called mile high city at 5,280 ft. In addition, Eureka is surrounded by even higher peaks that were pretty much accessible to doing some serious climbing in the Jeep. There are dirt roads all over those hills.I’ll give you this one so you can zoom in if you’d care to look around for the remains of some mine shafts and tailings (not as much left these days as I remembered)… but be sure to notice the elevation of the hills surrounding the town.I meandered some of the dirt roads to find one spot where you could look out to see Utah Lake and the Wasatch Front with its head in the clouds off in the distance… (a really rough guess would put the lake a good 20 miles off.)
A truly fun day exploring places that held a lot of memories for me. Even the clouds weren’t as dark and ominous as they had been the previous days.