Monday, May 21, 2007

Vintage incline pin-up


In my on-going attempts to add to "searchable" history, I pulled this turn-of-the-century snapshot out of an out-of-print book called "The Pikes Peak Cog Road" by Morris Abbott. A few things of note: the Queen Ann-style house with the wrap-arround porch is now a parking lot. So is the Incline terminal. Also, a century ago there were far fewer trees, both due to wood gathering and changes in the natural fire regime.
By the way, just so you can gauge your fitness, my Chihuahua (pictured below, in the backpack) can make it to the top of the Incline in 23 minutes (without backpack assistance.)

5 comments:

AndyW said...

Your Chihuahua could make it to the top in 12 minutes. It's your lazy butt slowing him down.

Send Stanley up with Matt Carpenter and see what his teensy itsy bitsy little legs can really do.

Dena Rosenberry said...

He's a Chweenie, and proud of it!

Fabulous Fred said...

Send him up with Paris Hilton in a Louis Vuitton bag to see what side his bread is buttered on. Rhinestone choker optional.

zen said...

Happy to see you mention the effects of wood gathering on the tree density in the image. That is a much overlooked point.

UltraRob said...

That's a cool picture. I've been meaning to go through my Mom's photo albums to see if she has any pictures of when we rode the Incline. Of course that would only be the late '70s and not 100 years ago. We only rode it a couple times but I was sad when the boulder took out part of the tracks. Never did I guess it would allow such a popular activity even if it does require trespassing.