No Bluffing

When I was 14, we moved back to Colorado from Nebraska where, for six years, my dad had been working for the Department of Defense. This time we moved to Colorado Springs. My mom had found a house to rent until they could build a wheel-chair accessible house to make life easier for my dad (and mom). Both the house she rented and the one they bought were near a geological formation we called The Bluffs. The Bluffs were on the north end of town. Beyond that? Ranches and farms; that was about it.

They were our playground. There were a few trails — none of them marked — and a road that wound up to an overlook from which you could see (can still see) the main sights — The Garden of the Gods and Pikes Peak. We could head out the door, through a couple suburban blocks, and we were there. There was (and is) a small stable and a couple of times we rode through The Bluffs. When I was in high school, on a Sunday afternoon ramble with my friend, I found My Tree. It’s still there, but there’s a road to it…

The Bluffs gave us kids a way to get off by ourselves.

Colorado Springs has grown exponentially and horrifically (IMO) and The Bluffs are encircled by developments and malls. It’s often crowded and it’s not so easy to get away by yourself. Everyone refers to it by its legit name, Palmer Park. Everyone, that is, except the “old timers.” I don’t know how I got to be an “old-timer” but here we are. A rose by any other name, etc. The Bluffs endure (and don’t care what they’re called) and they’re still a lovely place for a ramble.

19 thoughts on “No Bluffing

  1. The perfect playground indeed…complete with your own tree. I had a patch of woods too and I loved to ride my bike there. Us old timers are the lucky ones. ❤️

  2. Ah! There are about 25 geocaches in Palmer Park!! When we went to Garden of the Gods, that was one of the spots we had planned to stop to cache – the weather was not cooperative so we decided to skip it. Now I’m really wanting to revisit the area!!

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