Breckenridge sits nestled in a high valley, surrounded on three sides by snow capped ridges with the slopes of Tenmile Range rising up directly to the west. The town is a beautiful amalgamation of old and new; Main Street is still flanked by original construction and the neighborhoods are peppered with colorful Victorian homes. It is the people who breathe life into the streets - from longtime locals to the seasonal residents and weekend adventurers, just about everyone in Breckenridge is here because they want to be, and it shows.
The town was born of the gold rush in the mid 1800's and has suffered the sour with the sweet through it's history. The Civil War caught the town at a time when the easy pickin' gold was running out and the the population dropped to a few dozen. In the early 1900's, dredges started churning the riverbeds on a hunt for gold and once again the area became a magnet for work and wealth. At least, that is, until the second world war, when the dredges went dormant and the population dropped once again.
The 60's were a rebirth for this quiet mountain town with the opening of Breckenridge Ski Resort. The last 50 years has seen the town grow into an internationally renowned destination for both winter and summer recreation. With the exception of a few quiet months in the spring mud season, it is not uncommon to hear a myriad of languages spoken in the streets and see the roads filled with license plates of many states. Well, most of them are from Texas, but do keep your eyes peeled for the occasional outlier.
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