Ghost Hunting in Silver Plume, Co

Colorado, home to the Wild, Wild West.  Home to old silver and gold mines. And more importantly home to old wild, wild west , silver-mining ghosts! Last Friday I was headed to one of these old mining towns. An old Silver Mining town named Silver Plume. I was determined to see a ghost. A real ghost. Up close and personal. Sauntering towards me as scary music played in my head. Or even better if the piano started going. Maybe even the ghost could creepily cry out, "Tuuuurrrrrnnnn baccckkkkkk......oooooohhhhhhhhh."

Silver Plume is very small. It consists of 1 main street, chockered full of Victorian buildings. The town's nickname is actually the "living ghost town!" The building we were staying in was the New Windsor Hotel.

The building is now privately owned. It consists of a private residence and an abandoned hotel. The front door on the left (bottom left corner) was our residence.  Everything else was the ghost's domain....mwah haha!

The abandoned hotel is still decorated just as it had been back in 1902.  Creepy Parlor. Creepy Piano. Aged yellowing portraits.....all untouched!!!! The owner doesn't let anyone in this portion, and from the looks of it, he doesn't really go in there himself either. I just knew there had to be a ghost lurking through this hotel somewhere.

When we got there we went into our little residence, and got to know it a little better. We took a "tour" and stopped to get creeped out about the teeny tiny door that separated us from the rest of the hotel.

After being creeped out a bit, and slightly pumped to be freaked out. It was time for a shot ski!

 

After the shot ski, the group headed down the tiny main street to the Silver Plume Saloon. But before we could get there, we had to pass buildings like the Silver Plume Jail, circa de 1875.

                            

The jail would be a good place to look for ghosts a little later, but 1st it was time to enjoy the saloon!

This is one of my most favoritest bars ever! It was more than just a tiny little bar in a tiny little town. It was a bar with a good feeling, great owner, and great bartenders who could tell you all the ghost stories. It was also a bar that let dogs play inside. But the best part.....the very best part, was what was waiting in the back room of the bar. At first the back of the bar looks off limits, but it is not. There is an array of musical instruments to play and jam with. That night I played the drums, bass, tambourine, and the bongos.  Let's recap, 1.) Nice owner/bartenders who know ghost stories. 2.) Dogs allowed inside. 3.) Room for spontaneous jam sessions. 4.) And yes, of course, there was booze- PBR in a can to be exact. So if you are not thinking at this moment...........that you kind of want to visit this dive bar in Silver Plume.....well you may want to ask yourself are we really that great of friends?;)

Now after a few ghost stories. It is time for the spooky walk home. I do a quick ghost face practice.

Then it is time to check the old jail for ghost spirits. Even time to take a peek inside.

When we got to the house there was a fog over the front. I went up to the hotel side window and took pictures up the stair case to catch a ghost. I think I saw a ghost.......Do you?

 CREEPY WALK TO  THE HOTELCREEPY FOG OVER THE HOTEL AND.....


 POSSIBLE CREEPY GHOST FACE!!!!!

This will not be the last of my ghost hunting adventures!!!!!