We decided to ride out and work our way back. We drove as far a Madrid, pronounced MAD-rid, not like the country. Some highway scenes.
Madrid is a small town where you park your car and walk. We parked at the Mine Shaft Tavern. Since it was lunchtime we decided to eat before we went any further. Once again Bob got a little adventurous and ordered a buffalo burger and I opted for the good ol' American kind. Madrid's history, dates from the early 1800's. Because of the unique geology of the area, a phenomenon found in only two other mines in the world, hard and soft coal were mined here with shafts as deep as 2500'. The area was booming in it's heyday supplying coal for the Santa Fe Railroad, local consumers and the US Government. The company town became famous for its Fourth of July parade, lighted Christmas displays and minor league baseball games in the first lighted stadium in the west. When coal use declined the town died. It became a ghost town of sorts.
In the early 1970's , artists and craftspeople arrived. They converted old company stores and houses into quality shops and galleries and services. Madrid has a mining museum, an original tavern, and in the summer there is melodrama in a theatre created in the engine house, blues concerts at the ballpark, and walking tours.
A look down main street.
This home was "moved" here in 1884 as were all the buildings in the town. There were no trees for lumber and the coal company found it cheaper to move the workers homes here rather than haul in lumber, windows, doors etc and pay carpenters to build new homes. We learned all this from the fella who now runs the town grocery store. He was born here in 1964 and he brought the population up to 18. Of course now it is an artists paradise and the town has grown.
They did have a Sears and Roebuck. S & R must have sold some darn good paint! Its still there after all these years.
Some local scenes.
We did stop in Cerillo on the way back but there wasn't too much going on in this little town.
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