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IS PLEASANT VALLEY COUPLE ON DOORSTEP OF DISASTER?

January 27th, 2013, 5:00 am by

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Since 1976, Frank and Barbara Sanders have lived quietly on the northern edge of Pleasant Valley along the banks of Camp Creek, giving them a front-row seat to Rock Ledge Ranch and Garden of the Gods.

Last June, the Sanders had a front-row seat for the Waldo Canyon fire. They watched in horror as the hills above the valley became choked in billowing black clouds of smoke and the forest glowed a sickening orange at night as trees torched in the spreading wildfire.

Now, the Sanders may have a front-row seat to the aftermath of that disaster.

Experts fear the Sanders and much of Pleasant Valley could face devastating flooding from ash and debris-laden water with the next hard rain.

The inferno that killed two people and burned about 350 homes in Mountain Shadows also scorched upwards of 18,250 acres in the Pike National Forest, especially in Queens Canyon and the headwaters of Camp Creek.

Experts agree it’s not a question of “if” a hard rain will bring flooding. The question is “when” and “where” the flooding will occur. There are several drainage basins where rainfall, especially a notorious Colorado microburst, could unleash a raging black torrent.

Flooding could occur in Woodmen Valley, below Peregrine, where Dry Creek runs. Or in Mountain Shadows and surrounding neighborhoods along Douglas Creek. Certainly Manitou Springs and the communities up Ute Pass already have suffered and remain vulnerable from Williams Canyon and Waldo Canyon flooding.

But perhaps no neighborhood is more at risk than Pleasant Valley,  a 1950s-era subdivision of about 800 modest homes. It’s a likely target because it’s the first neighborhood below Queens Canyon, where the fire raged for days before exploding down the foothills and into Colorado Springs on June 26.

Any significant rain is expected to carry tons of sterilized soil, rocks and burned timber down the mountainside, through Glen Eyrie and Garden of the Gods before it slams into Pleasant Valley.

A photo by Frank Sanders shows the washed out culvert and portion of Chambers Drive damaged in a 1999 flood near his Pleasant Valley home.

The Sanders’ tidy little home would be swamped by the first wave.

“We are very apprehensive about the next summer or two,” Frank Sanders said. “I don’t know how much mitigation they can do, really.”

The couple bought federal flood insurance. And they have a new weather radio so they’ll hear any storm warnings.

But they keep thinking back to April 1999 when a wet spring and late snow caused Camp Creek to jump out of its banks and into their driveway and lawn.

“The water coming down the street and flowing through our driveway like a river,” Frank said. “It was calf-deep and very swift.

“It gives you a really helpless feeling. All you can do is watch the water rise. It was pretty bad.”

Frank ordered a pallet of sandbags from a hardware store and the city arrived with a long rubber bladder that workers filled with water to create a dike to divert floodwaters around the house.

In this photo courtesy of the Sanders family, Frank Sanders, right tries to remove water from his Pleasant Valley property during a 1999 flood.

“We had an inch of water in the basement,” he said. “We’d have had it a lot worse if the city hadn’t showed up.”

That relatively small flood was bad enough to wash out two corrugated steel drainage pipes that carried the creek under the intersection of 31st Street and Chambers Way. Asphalt hung like a rolling, black tablecloth across the void.

The road was closed nearly a year as crews rebuilt a concrete culvert to carry the creek under the intersection.

“You just wondered how it would ever get back to normal again,” Barbara Sanders said.

Already, they’ve had a frightening hint of what they might expect. Last July, a moderate rain brought swirling black water choked with ash and gravel down Camp Creek.

“It was black as tar,” Frank said. “And it smelled like fire.”

Fortunately, city crews had cleared dead trees at the mouth of the culvert before the rainfall so there was no repeat of 1999. In fact, Kurt Schroeder, of the city parks department, said crews removed hundreds of dead trees and even more live New Mexico locust trees from the creek as it winds through Garden of the Gods.

In addition, he said city engineers are looking for ways to slow any floodwater as it pours through the city park, reducing its possible impact on Pleasant Valley.

El Paso County Commissioner Sallie Clark said the Sanders were smart to buy insurance and get a weather radio.

And she urged the Sanders and their neighbors to attend public meetings like one scheduled Tuesday being sponsored by the city to discuss flood risks and mitigation efforts.

“I don’t mean to scare people, but they need to be aware that this could be very serious,” Clark said.

The Sanders are sufficiently aware, if not downright scared.

“We’ve gone to several meetings,” Barbara said. “We’ve gotten maps of the floodplain and read everything we can.”

In addition, they volunteered their house for taping of a video to teach volunteers how to fill and place sandbags as the city and county trains for possible flooding.

They’d prefer to return to enjoying their quiet old life. But they are preparing for the worst, with a scrapbook full of Waldo Canyon fire photos handy to remind them why they need to worry.

“Our only saving grace,” Frank said, “is that it is going to be a dry summer. There’s not much more to say. We just sit and wait. The more mitigation work they can do on the burn area, the better. We just hope it doesn’t rain hard.

Last August, Camp Creek ran black with ash and soot from the Waldo Canyon fire burn area far above the Pleasant Valley neighborhood in Queens Canyon.

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AS FLYING W SMOLDERS, RUSS WOLFE PERSEVERES

July 11th, 2012, 12:31 pm by

Russ Wolfe, owner of the Flying W Ranch, surveys damage from the Waldo Canyon fire. The mosaic in front of him was part of the Ute Theater in downtown Coloraodo Springs. He salvaged much of the theater to build his western steakhouse in 1969.

Russ Wolfe groaned and shook his head Monday as he surveyed the still-smoldering ruins of his Flying W Ranch, where he’d spent 60 years serving chuckwagon dinners in amid an Old West village and singing cowboys.

“The only thing that’s left is the parking lot,” Wolfe, 87, said in a quiet voice as a light rain fell. “Everything else went down the tube.”

A Flying W Ranch employee snapped this photo while escaping the Waldo Canyon fire as it exploded above Mountain Shadows on June 26.

The Flying W was the first casualty when the Waldo Canyon fire exploded on June 26 and roared down the foothills and into Colorado Springs, eventually destroying 346 homes in Mountain Shadows.

Flaming embers blew over Christmas Rock, which overlooks the ranch, quickly followed by a wall of flames that devoured the historic Flying W, a working cattle ranch and beloved tourist attraction since 1953, known for its barbecue brisket, baked beans and cowboy biscuits served on tin plates.

Flames destroyed the 1,400-seat dining hall. The pavilion and outdoor stage were reduced to rubble, the winter steakhouse an ugly heap of blackened debris.

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Charred concrete foundations or blackened ground are all that remain of a dozen or so buildings that made up his western town.

The biscuit hut looks like it was hit by mortars.

The little church — site of Sunday services and weddings for decades with stained glass from the old Nolan Funeral Home in Colorado Springs — is gone.

The steel beams that held it up were left deformed by the intense heat of the fire.

Thin ribbons of black ash snake along the brick walkways — remnants of firehoses dropped by retreating firefighters.

The old jail was ruined, although its century-old steel cage, which housed Manitou Springs criminals until 1970, remained intact.

The three-story pueblo is gone. Same for the village assembly hall, log cabin, schoolhouse and assorted shops.

The Flying W, the backdrop for countless vacation photos and wedding videos and host of corporate meetings, is utterly unrecognizable.

The destruction was so complete and disorienting that Wolfe had to think hard at times to recall exactly where he was on the property.

“I’m not sure what building that was,” he said a couple times as we picked our way through the debris of the ranch. “I’ll have to get a map.”

Was it as bad as he had feared, I asked him?

“Worse,” he said with a shrug of his shoulders, waving his hands in resignation. “There’s nothing to save.”

Yet he remained unemotional and even managed a smile and a chuckle in the face of the staggering devastation.

I asked Wolfe how he controlled his emotions.

After all, this was a place he’d started building in 1948 with his wife, Marian, after he’d returned from service in the Navy at the end of World War II and they joined her parents on their ranch.

A year earlier, Marian’s parents, Don and Minnie Wilson, had sold their place in El Dorado, Kan., near Wichita, and bought the old Douglas homestead, a sprawling 6,000-acre ranch that stretched north from Glen Eyrie almost to what is now Peregrine and east to what we know as Centennial Boulevard.

Marian and Russ Wolfe in the 1950s.

In those days, it was all cattle and horses and rattlesnakes with few trees and fewer people.

“I came here in 1948 to learn the cattle business and I started cooking beans in 1953,” Wolfe said in his customary self-depricating humor.

Actually, the Flying W evolved in those fiveyears.

To supplement ranch income, they started boarding horses and offering trail rides, which were popular with area residents and tourists.

Soon, an evening trail ride was offered and Marian cooked a dinner for riders, which they served around a campfire.

Before long, Wolfe said, more folks were coming for dinner than to ride horses. Instead of just twice a week, campfire dinners were served seven nights a week.

“We started having so many people eating that we got rid of the horses and started cooking,” Wolfe wrote in a 1985 family history.

He hired students from Colorado College to sing campfire songs and the Flying W Ranch Chuckwagon Suppers and Western Shows was born.

A shelter was built for the guests and then a kitchen. In 1957, he introduced the Flying W Wranglers, who became the trademark entertainers at the ranch with a family-friendly blend of humor and western music.

When customers started showing up early for dinner, Wolfe realized he needed to keep them entertained.

He built an Old West trading post.

Soon, he had built an entire western village filled with antiques gathered from across the region.

The winter steakhouse, for example, opened in 1969 with parts salvaged from the Ute Theater before it was demolished on Pikes Peak Avenue in downtown Colorado Springs.

Wolfe reassembled its ticket booth, chairs, wishing well in the lobby and chandeliers.

The Picketwire Bar inside was an 1880s relic he salvaged from southeastern Colorado.

Russ Wolfe tends the Picketwire Bar in the winter steakhouse.

The church boasted pews from an old Episcopal Church in Manitou, a pot-bellied stove from Del Norte  and the piano from a beer hall in Kansas.

The schoolhouse was an authentic 1880s building Wolfe saved from demolition, numbering each board and photographing every aspect so it could be moved, piece-by-piece, and reassembled on the ranch.

The drug store featured parts of the old Sloan’s Drug at Tejon Street and Platte Avenue downtown while the soda fountain came out of the Sweet Shop at Nevada Avenue and Bijou Street.

Wolfe said few of the antiques could be saved. The fire swept in too quickly, with too much fury.

The only buildings that appeared untouched were Marian’s Library, a tribute to his late wife who died in 1999 at age 75, an underground Indian kiva and a teepee erected nearby.

Also intact is the old Miner’s Train, a kiddee ride which chugged through a tunnel blasted by a couple Cripple Creek miners Wolfe hired.

But the disaster is so overwhelming Wolfe can’t imagine the Flying W will ever be the same.

“The fire really did . . . everything bad,” he said, shaking his head and chuckling. “I mean everything.”

He has a hard time imaging how it will look or even where to start.

The exterior of the winter steakhouse, built with parts salvaged from the Ute Theater in downtown Colorado Springs.

“It’s going to be a lot of work,” he said. “It’s going to take a long while.”

His immediate thought is to erect a single building where he can serve his chuckwagon dinners and have a stage for the Flying W Wranglers and a place for meetings and weddings.

“We’ll try to get something back,” Wolfe said. “But I don’t think we’ll rebuild the western village. I doubt it very much if the train will run again.”

But Wolfe will try.

It’s his nature. He said he refuses to give into grief or anger or frustration at his loss.

The Waldo Canyon fire created an inferno so intense a truck and trailer were reduced to rubble.

And he is buoyed by the 15,000 emails and phone calls the Flying W has received  from people nationwide who have fond memories of the place.

“It’s not easy,” he said. “It’s tough to see all that stuff gone.

“But I can’t walk away from that situation. I can’t leave it like that. All burned up.”

Wolfe said he will attack the fire the way he’s always faced problems in life.

“Sure, it would be easier to walk away,” he said. “But I won’t do that.

“I’ve always said when you are confronted with two paths in life, you should always go the way it takes the most effort on your part. It will work out the best.”

So he focuses on how he can salvage what remains and rebuild within the insurance boundaries.

“It’s not something you can solve in a hurry,” he said. “It may take a couple years.

“But I just keep thinking how I can make it better. Our goal was to preserve western heritage. We’re going to rebuild. So I just keep smiling and go on.”

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Follow this link to take a tour of the charred remains of the Flying W Ranch with Russ Wolfe.

 

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WALDO CANYON FIRE: THERE’S NO PLACE LIKE HOME

July 1st, 2012, 5:33 pm by

Dozens of homes on Courtney Drive in the center of the photo were burned to the ground by the Waldo Canyon fire on June 26, 2012, as the inferno exploded down the foothills and into the Colorado Springs neighborhood of Mountain Shadows.

 

On Friday night, June 29, I drove home as I have thousands of times since I bought my house in Rockrimmon in 1997. But this commute was like none other.

The last time I drove this route it was in sheer panic. Traffic was insane Terror filled the eyes of drivers around me Tuesday night as everyone was  fleeing the Waldo Canyon fire, which had exploded down the foothills and into nearby Mountain Shadows.

Burning embers rained on me and my skin was stung by ashen 65 mph winds as I  pulled out of the driveway and began my escape. I was soaked in sweat and my  mind raced with what I’d forgotten to grab and debated the best route to avoid the gridlock of Woodmen Road.

On Friday, as I returned from evacuation, it was spooky calm. Streets were empty. Most houses were dark.

I pulled into my driveway and felt a sense of huge relief, tinged with sadness.

I couldn’t help thinking of my friends and the hundreds of strangers in  Mountain Shadows who would never go home. I felt guilty for rejoicing at the sight of my home.

But I was so happy.

I made a quick tour of the place. There was the checkbook I’d forgotten to  grab. There was the gunk on the counter I’d neglected to clean up before  evacuating. There was my son’s unmade bed and pile of dirty clothes.

It was so beautiful to see.

More importantly, I looked out the window where we enjoy watching the world  go by. I saw the shark murals on my son’s bedroom wall. And I again saw the outlines of my kids on the garage wall, documenting their growth.

It brought tears because those are exactly the types of things many others  can never get back.

I stood in my driveway and watched as neighbors started to filter back.

It was a moment I’ll long cherish.

Neighbor Bill came up and we shook hands. Tim, who owns a nearby rental, drove by and we, too, shook. Sadly, he told me his house was burglarized during  the evacuation.

Cars drove by and waves were exchanged.

Finally, my neighbor Jeff came across the street. He’d been soaking his roof  with the hose when I pulled away Tuesday. At the time, we shook hands and said we’d see each other when it was over.

On Friday, we hugged.

We were thrilled to see each other. And we agreed we live in a special neighborhood.

We traded war stories of evacuation.

But all I could think about was the neighbors I didn’t see: our friend and his invalid wife.

Their house was dark. His car was gone. That never happens.

Where were they? Were they safe?

My answer came when I noticed the answering machine was flashing.

At first, I thought it was just my own call Wednesday, checking to see if the  house survived. If my lousy answering machine was working, I figured the house was safe. I was right.

I punched the button and listened to a message that made my wife, Cary, and  me ecstatic. It was the woman who helps care for our neighbor’s wife. They had  evacuated after all. They were safe in a hotel!

The news contributed to a deep sleep.

My most satisfying neighborhood reunion came at 7 a.m. Saturday as I picked  up my newspaper in the driveway.

The neighbors I had worried about were just pulling up.

I approached and he shook my hand and apologized for being stubborn.

I told him I was so worried. We all were.

He is a hero to me, the way he lovingly cares for his wife and still makes  the effort to toss my paper on the porch each morning, spend time with my kids,  buys flowers for Cary on mother’s day, and gives my dog, Nugget, a treat each  time he sees him.

He told me how “guys with guns” knocked on his door at 9 p.m. Tuesday as the  wildfire raged. Someone had called police and asked them to check the couple’s  welfare. (I will never admit it.) It took him 2½ hours to gather his wife and  get out.

And he’s glad he did. Wishes he’d done it sooner. He’s sorry for the fuss he  caused.

I don’t care. I’m just so glad they are safe.

It’s so good to be home.

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EVEN DEATH DOESN’T END SOME NEIGHBORHOOD DISPUTES

July 25th, 2010, 12:00 pm by

In 2004, I met Jean Raubolt. In 1982, she bought a new house on Silent Rain Drive in a neighborhood sandwiched between Mountain Shadows and what is now Peregrine on the city’s northwest edge.

She was unhappy with the condition of the neighborhood. She believed it was deteriorating and hurting her property values.

She wanted to form a neighborhood association to police the area and enforce covenants and city codes for appearance, noise and overall quality of life.

Raubolt was unable to rally neighbors to join her. So she became a one-woman army dedicated to reporting and filing complaints for every code violation she could find.

She was known to walk the neighborhood, pen and pad in hand, writing down violations she then reported to Colorado Springs Police, or the Code Enforcement agency, or the Humane Society of the Pikes Peak Region.

Neighbors told me they hid from Raubolt, avoiding using their front yards or porches to avoid her wrath. Some told me they moved to escape her harassment.

Then came Bridget Weyer, who moved in next door in February 2007.

Soon, she was the subject of complaints about her dog, her daughter’s drumming, right in a 2008 photo, and music at a barbecue she hosted.

Here’s a link to a previous column and a blog I wrote about the conflict.

Weyer ended up in court three times over Raubolt’s complaints. Two were dismissed but the third stuck and she was fined $70. Weyer considered moving until the complaints suddenly stopped.

Raubolt died last August. Weyer said it’s sad, but the neighborhood is all “peace and tranquility” ever since.

It’s a different story on North Foote Avenue where neighbors have been dealing with a condemned house since 1998.

They had grown hopeful, recently, that the house was finally going to be repaired and occupied. The work started after a column I wrote in April. The owner, Ruth “Fire” Hendricks had come to me, begging me to write about how the city had wrongly condemned the place. Alternately angry and tearful, she told me how her hateful neighbors wouldn’t help.

Of course, the city and neighbors told a much different story. City Code Enforcement Administrator Ken Lewis said Hendricks as refusing to cooperate with his officers. He said they had tried for years to help her.

In fact, Lewis said his officers had volunteers and materials lined up to start work on the place, if she would only cooperate.

Hendricks was enraged by my column. But in a short time a contractor began work on the house and the roof was replaced. A large trash container was brought to the house and some of the moldy junk inside was pitched until Hendricks intervened.

Then everything stopped. Hendricks died May 15, leaving the house in limbo. (One of her daughters, Julia Groves, angrily claimed the stress from my column killed her.)

Neighbors are glad its collapsing roof has been repaired and broken windows fixed. But they fear it could sit even longer as probate court sorts out Hendricks’ estate. Here’s a link to my earlier blog on the house.

Lewis said the city will stay on the case and, if necessary, will make any urgent repairs and mow weeds, bill the estate and even lien the property if necessary.

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IS IT A HOME OR A HOTEL?

July 21st, 2010, 4:14 pm by

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Folks across Colorado Springs are complaining that properties in their neighborhoods are hotels masquerading as single-family homes.

I’ve heard the complaints from upscale areas like the Broadmoor and the Old North End to gated communities including  Cedar Heights and Kissing Camels.

And the complaints echo from more modest neighborhoods, too, like the Westside and Mountain Shadows.

They all ask the same question: how can it be legal to convert a single-family home  into a hotel?

Specifically they are talking about folks who rent their properties as vacation rental homes.

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Turns out dozens of people have discovered they can make serious cash — upwards of $4,000 a week at peak weeks — by renting their houses to vacationers.

Experts estimate there are 60 to 80 vacation home rental properties in the Springs. Cruise the web sites created to put renters in homes and you might think the number is far higher.

Vacation Rentals By Owner is a popular one. Another is VacationRentals.com. Folks can advertise their places and search for a house to rent on these sites and others.

Prices, according to a casual survey, seem to run in the $200 per day range.

Prices peak during Air Force Academy graduation week each spring and during popular summer months. In addition, owners can ask a premium when the Springs is host to big youth sports tournaments and festivals.

A city Vacation Home Rental Task Force was convened in the fall of 2009 but it produced nothing in terms of new rules to govern the practice as many other cities do.

 Manitou Springs, for example, requires folks who want to rent their homes on a daily or weekly basis to vacationers to apply for a conditional use permit. It goes through the planning commission and City Council. If approved, they must get a business license and pay sales and lodging taxes. Leases of 30 days or longer are exempt.

The task force did discover that many homeowners are not registered with the city or paying sales taxes, as required.

And many appear to be in violation of a city code that prohibits more than five unrelated adults from living in the same home.

Dick Anderwald, the chief city planner, said he may reconvene the task force if enough complaints surface. His planner, Larry Larsen, is researching the issue and taking complaints at llarsen@springsgov.com.

The only formal complaint this summer came from Cedar Heights where the Community Association president Lani Henneman asked about city codes. She said neighbors are upset about a house owned by Joanne Pearring being used exclusively as a vacation rental property.

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Henneman said Pearring advertises the house as “Manitou Villa” and it is available to groups of 18-20 for $400 to $500 a night or $2,000 to $3,300 a week.

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 She recently rented the house to a baseball team in town for a tournament, Henneman said.

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Pearring hung up on me when I tried to ask her about her house and business. Here’s a look from www.GoogleEarth.com.

Henneman said neighbors have complained about loud, late parties at the house. It has been blamed for traffic problems at the security gate. Guests have been seen feeding wildlife. And throwing rocks at deer.

She said Pearring, who lives in nearby Crystal Park and owns several other vacational rental houses, has “destroyed the whole purpose of a gated community” by introducing streams of strangers.

 But the homeowners association can’t do anything about it because covenants governing life in Cedar Heights never contamplated the issue.

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FRIENDS of AQUATICS REFUSES TO THROW IN THE TOWEL ON CITY POOLS

March 10th, 2010, 1:55 pm by

The Friends of Aquatics is a group of people who love to swim.

And they want everyone in Colorado Springs to have the chance to learn and enjoy the water, regardless of the economic condition.

That’s why the group founded in 1998 and has, ever since, paid for poor kids to Learn to Swim.

The group also has supported other swimming programs for seniors, handicapped, Junior Life Guard training and others.

Now, the group is trying to keep Colorado Springs swimming pools afloat in the face of a budget crisis that threatens to pull the plug on all six pools.

So they are trying to raise $250,000 and convince the City Council they can operate the two indoor poolsMemorial Park and Cottonwood Creek — as well as the Wilson Ranch outdoor pool in Mountain Shadows.

Here’s a look at the brochures they are circulating:

In addition, they have printed postcards seeking donations. Here is one of the cards.

 

They are taking questions at 385-6032 and will respond to inquiries e-mailed to FriendsofAquatics@gmail.com

The primary movers behind the Friend group are Deb Barry and Daisy Chun Rhodes.

 Barry retired in December after 20 years running the city’s aquatics programs.

Rhodes is a longtime city activist, serving on the Parks Advisory Board, and a founder of the Friends group back in 1998.

Both are passionate about the pools. They are doing everything they can think of to raise money for the pools. They are seeking grants. Asking for donations. Even selling coffee to raise money. Here’s a look at their offerings:

They have until March 31 to convince the City Council their plan will work to at least keep the three pools open. They are hoping to get more time from the council to pursue their fundraising efforts.

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LIKE A ROLLING STONE! Life below Pikeview Quarry

September 23rd, 2009, 4:14 pm by

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  Most people look out their back windows and, beyond the fence, can see into their neighbor’s kitchen or family room or bedrooms.

 Not true for folks in Oak Valley Ranch, a neighborhood tucked in the foothills between Mountain Shadows and Peregrine on Colorado Springs‘ northwest edge.

 Especially for families living on Front Royal, Coldwater and Hollandale drives.

 They back up to Castle Concrete Co.’s  Pikeview Quarry. Above is a 2001 photo of the quarry from The Gazette’s archives.

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 We’re not talking Fred Flintstone here, either. This is the real thing, visible for miles along Interstate 25, just south of the Air Force Academy.

Lately, Oak Valley Ranch residents have had front-row seats for dramatic landslides that have sent upwards of 2 million tons of limestone cascading down the mountainside.

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 The first slide occured Dec. 2, 2008, and dumped and estimated 1.5 million tons of limestone into the pit at the base of the cliff. The slide is obvious in the photo, above, taken the same day by The Gazette’s Carol Lawrence.

 But the mountain wasn’t done rockin’ and rollin’ yet. It let loose again Sept. 13 with a blast that sounded like thunder to neighbors who ran from their homes and ate dinner on their patios, watching as boulders the size of locomotives plunged down the cliff, dropping another 250,000 tons before it was done. 

Here’s a look at the two slides.

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 Reader Chris Dorry posted on YouTube video of the slide that you can watch it on this link. At about the two minute mark, you’ll actually see landslide activity as rock breaks off and rolls. My friends at KOAA TV NewsFirst 5 also got some nice footage you can view here.

Here’s another cool video clip  that gives a great view of the landslide.

Here’s a photo of the action captured by neighbor Rob Hellem, who heard what he described as “rolling thunder” during dinner around 6 p.m. and looked out to see all heck breaking loose.

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Experts say they expect further movement in the quarry.

M.L. “Mac” Shafer is vice president of Transit Mix Aggregates, which owns Castle Concrete and the Pikeview Quarry - a complex of about 100-mineable acres on a 190-acre tract.

 Transit Mix owned the Queens Quarry above the Garden of the Gods, which operated from about 1955 to 1989 and now has been reclaimed. The company also operates the Black Canyon Quarry behind Cedar Heights. And it has a sand mine along South Academy Boulevard.

Castle Concrete bought the Pikeview in 1969. It was operated for years by Peter Kiewit and Sons, Shafer said. It’s now known as Kiewit Western Corp.

Shafer said geologists agree that more landslides will occur. He said the limestone on the surface of the mountain sits on a layer of clay attached to the decomposed granite base that makes up Pikes Peak and much of the Front Range.

A year of steady snow and rain has saturated the limestone, coupled with the freeze-thaw cycle, caused it to slide, Shafer said.

On Feb. 12, federal Mine Safety and Health Administration officials issued five citations to Transit Mix and fined the company $2,564 for safety violations in connection with the slide. Shafer said the officials accused the company of mining too much of the base of the mountain, causing it to become unstable.

Since then, the company has been limited to removing its stockpiles of crushed limestone. The mine became more of a classroom for geologists and other scientists from around the world who have come to study the landslide.

After the Sept. 13 landslide, the mine has been shut down. Most of the stockpiles are exhausted. The conveyors of the rock crushers are sunning beds for bobcats. Deer and other wildlife are the only thing moving about in the mine.

Sophisticated laser sensors watch the mountainside, measuring it every few hours for any movement. Shafer said the company is developing a plan it hopes to present next June for possibly reopening the mine and finishing reclamation efforts.

Neighbors, meanwhile, are wondering if there’s any danger in rocks rolling into their backyards. Look at these bad boys hanging from the top of the latest slide. Shafer estimates the larger boulder on the right weighs at 20,000 tons! Like a locomotive perched on the mountainside.

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Shafer said such a disaster is not likely. Below is a look at the mine, prior to the landslides, from GoogleEarth. It shows the pit.

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For now, things are calm again. But, eventually, experts expect the mine to break loose again. They are especially watching a fault at the apex of the mine above the most recent slide. On a recent hike with a geologist, Shafer said he was able to actually look into the fault and see the spot where the limestone, clay and granite meet.

For now, the landslide have not destroyed all the reclamation efforts done over the past decade on the southern rim of the mine. More than 2,000 trees have been planted on the ledges of the mine by volunteers with the Colorado Mountain Reclamation Foundation.

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BUILDING RESURRECTED as church

April 10th, 2009, 7:23 pm by

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In 2001, Clayanna Killing (above in a 2004 photo) sparked a ruckus in Mountain Shadows when she paid $325,000 for 22 acres at the end of Fieldstone Road and announced plans to build a 14,000-square-foot school building on property.

It would be home to her Renaissance Academy, which she founded in 1993 as a private school that offered a ”gifted education” to preschool through eighth-graders.

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The building would sit on five acres at the mouth of property, known for years as the Hole in the Wall Ranch.

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The name was a reference to the keyhole in a hogback rock formation — an extension of the Garden of the Gods uplift – where wildlife and people passed back and forth into what is now the Pike National Forest.

Neighbors howled at the idea of a school at the end of Fieldstone Road, a dead-end cul de sac popular among hikers and drug dealers. They rallied, raised $10,000 to hire an attorney and vigorously fought it.

They said it was dangerous to build a school in a rockfall zone at risk to landslides and flooding.

They deemed it a mistake to build a school in a spot with limited access for emergency vehicles in the event of a wildfire or other catastrophe. See it in the FlashEarth.com image below.

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And they feared traffic morning and evening as parents rushed to get their children to and from the academy at the same time their own children were walking to nearby Chipeta Elementary School.

Despite their efforts, they failed to stop the project and the $2.4 million school was built, opening in the fall of 2005. Some of the neighbors’ fears became a reality when lines of cars, morning and evening, blocked their streets and made it difficult to come and go. Even to get out of their driveways.

Then, Renaissance Academy declared bankruptcy in October 2008 and abruptly closed. The property was left to rot and quickly became a haunt of drug dealers and others up to no good, neighbors say.

So they were thrilled when the building was leased to St. George’s Anglican Church. No more daily gridlock. And the church has been diligent about cramming as many cars of worshipers on the property, leaving few to spill into the neighborhood.

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