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One could describe the historic Beaver
Lake Lodge and Cabins as being at the far side of the
town of Marble, Colorado . However, in a town
the size of Marble (pop.85,) it is more precise to say that the
historic Beaver Lake Lodge IS the far side of
the town of Marble.
Our 5 cabins were home to quarry workers a century ago. The cabins have been newly updated without sacrificing their vintage character. Each cabin is unique, but all have porches, hardwood floors, log beds, handmade quilts, baths, kitchens and charcoal grills. Cabin rates are $79-$109 per night. Around the cabins and among the spruce and aspen trees are campfire rings, picnic tables, barbecues, and a hefty marmot that lives under the wooden boardwalk and pops up to check on our guests.
The lodge was once East Marble's school house, built in the late 1800s. Over the years it has been added onto and transformed into the town's meeting hall, a bait and tackle shop, a restaurant, and sine the mid 1050s, a lodge. The rooms in the lodge have been newly renovated. In contrast to the more rustic cabins, the lodge rooms have a Country Inn appeal: antiques, down comforters, matelasse coverlets, vintage-style wallpaper and poster beds. The lodge rooms are equipped with full baths and kitchenettes (one having a full kitchen), and each lodge room is accessed from an outside lodge porch. Lodge room rates are $79 - $99 per night.
Summer
is our gilded season, when visitors swell Marble into a mountain
leisure park. There is no golf, no tennis, no scuba diving - but
there are fishing holes, river rafting, lake activities, horse
rides and pack trips, hiking and biking trails, wildlife, jeeping,
magnificent waterfalls, and relics of our rich mining culture
to be discovered. In the fall we get 'leaf peepers' and hunters.
In the winter we are covered in snow, and enjoy nordic skiing, sledding, ice skating and snow mobiling.
Stroll
down the wooded lane from the lodge and you are at Beaver
Lake , a large pond surrounded by rugged, often snow-capped
mountains. Bring a canoe, a fishing pole, a deck chair....
We
like to say that the pristine, misdeveloped, rugged, star
crossed town of Marble is what Aspen could have been if
they'd played their cards right! |
Continue,
and the wooded lane becomes a jeep trail to the remote ghost town
of Crystal City. On the way, stop at the famous Crystal
Mill .
Marble's
mining heritage is different than all the rest in Colorado's rugged
mountains because in Marble they mined....marble. No messy mine
tailings, no toxic dumps. However, the debris from this industry
is remarkable. Everywhere you go in Marble, you find cut chunks
of pure white....marble. The Yule Marble Company
was once the biggest marble mine in the world, staffed by Italian
and Greek carvers and American industrialists. There was a gondola
up to the cutting pit, which, unfortunately, crashed twice. The
second of these crashes caused the death of the President of the
Yule Marble company, which led to an irrevocable decline in the
fortunes of the town of Marble. This was before OSHA.
Walking
back through town you will cross a bridge over Carbonate Creek,
pass the old State Bank building, and the restored
Marble Community Church. With an active congregation
of people from all over the Roaring Fork Valley - Aspen to Glenwood
Springs, the Marble Community Church provides a special, timeless,
non-denominational worship experience.
Continue
into town and you will pass the most unusual RV/camping park in
Colorado. The campsites are built among huge blocks of marble,
which kids love to play on, and provide an eerie ghost-story backdrop
at night. Up the hill is the historic Marble Charter School
and Museum . The museum is on the third floor, and your
knowledgeable docent will most likely be a student from this unusual
school! Be sure to check out the Crystal Valley Echo,
which is not only the Marble town newspaper, but it is published
and produced by the Charter School students!
We
like to say that the pristine, misdeveloped, rugged, star crossed
town of Marble is what Aspen could have been if they'd played
cards right!
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