An early morning chill hangs in the Durango fall air, the streets quiet, yet to wake fully. A shrill whistle pierces the stillness, cutting straight to the wandering soul of any traveler, a sound filled with new horizons, teary goodbyes and promises. The train’s steam whistle even seems to foretell the changing seasons, as fall reveals its golden autumn coat.

Though the scars of wars past fade with time, memories of camaraderie and heroism are kept alive by the venerable veterans who volunteer at the Pueblo Weisbrod Aircraft Museum and Memorial Airport.

With only 4,000 occupants, this eastern plains town may appear at first unassuming, but there's more than just a century-old secret swirling in Burlington's city center.

Located south of Grand Junction and running southwest from Whitewater, the glorious Unaweep-Tabegauche Scenic and Historic Byway sweeps through unfathomably deep canyons and climbs skyscraper plateaus, taking us on a winding journey through an ancient and historied land.

There's nothing like a night's stay in a cozy B&B, and these recipes from Colorado's finest inns will make you feel right at home-away-from-home.

By the time Charles Driesel left the golden wheat fields of Red Rock, Okla., in 1929 and traveled west into Colorado, the fluctuating flow of the Arkansas River had been slowly carving a canyon into the foothills of the Rocky Mountains for over 5 million years.

Colorado has more than 50 mountain peaks above 14,000 feet. These 14 are the most loved, appreciated, revered and feared.

Ever wondered what life was like for frontier-era fur traders? Visit the living history museum at Bent's Old Fort and experience it for yourself

Proprietress Holly Arnold Kinney gives us the inside scoop on The Fort restaurant in Morrison, Colorado, where old-fashioned frontier food gets an infusion of modern flavors and style.

20 years after the untimely passing of Samson, the legendary Elk Patriarch of Estes lives on

In true pioneer spirit, Colorado's independent vineyards work together with growers to produce one-of-a-kind wines that could only come from the Western Slope

“Like a sea in storm,” exclaimed Zebulon Pike Jr. in 1807 when he first witnessed the immense Great Sand Dunes nestled in a dogleg crook of the Sangre de Cristo Mountains. From high above, in the toothed cirque of peaks surrounding the Crestone Needle, the dunes indeed appear as an unruly brown sea.