Every Wednesday in this little mountain town there is a pot luck supper on top of Gold Hill. It is called Gold Hill because until just recently there was a active gold mine on the mountain.. You do have to be invited up to Gold Hill since it is privately owned...
You also need a 4wheel drive vehicle to get up there. It really is on top of a mountain. The weather was threatening last night, and we were not sure the picnic would happen, but my sister is visiting and she wanted to at least go up and take pictures.
Here I have zoomed in to show you that the storm had just dropped fresh snow on the distant mountains. Yes, it is July!
It was time to ring the bell....so the guys could start cooking...but the rope on the bell had gone missing, so they hoisted up a child to ring it.
Larry and his wife Paulette are welcoming us to Gold Hill and commending us for braving the weather.. Larry is the owner of the mountain, and the guest ranch down below as was his father and grandfather..
Everyone brings their own meat to grill and a side dish to share.We brought cold slaw and a chocolate cake.
Despite the sparse crowd and threatening weather, we had a great time, a delicious meal, saw some amazing views and met some friendly people.