From the mountains to the deserts to its unique downtown charm, Durango’s got a lot to offer. And although there was a time that it was one of the best-kept secrets in the Southwest, the word is out, and Durango is a town on the grow.
In the 1990s, and early into the new millennium, Main Avenue was lined with Harley Davidsons and other motorcycles from 12th Street to the Gaslight Theatre—most estimates in those glory days of the Iron Horse put the number of visiting hogs over 10,000.
The Fort Lewis College campus is beautiful enough as it is, with sweeping views from its location on a mesa 300 feet above Durango of the La Plata Mountains, Animas River Valley, and the distant San Juan Mountains.
Snow days. Children—often slow to roll out of bed for school on a cold, winter morning—somehow find unbridled energy to bounce right up, eagerly and enthusiastically dress, grab their gear and romp through crystal flakes, traversing the hilltops and mountainsides.