Colorado Springs and Cripple Creek District Railway - Colorado Springs and Cripple Creek District Railway--Corley Mountain Highway

Colorado Springs and Cripple Creek District Railway--Corley Mountain Highway

Colorado Springs and Cripple Creek District Railway--Corley Mountain Highway
U.S. National Register of Historic Places
U.S. Historic district
Nearest city: Colorado Springs, Colorado
Area: 115.6 acres (46.8 ha)
Built: 1900
Governing body: Federal
NRHP Reference#: 99000400
Added to NRHP: March 25, 1999

Colorado Springs and Cripple Creek District Railway—Corley Mountain Highway is a historic district that was put on the National Register of Historic Places in 1999.

This is the railroad that was converted to the Corley Mountain Highway. After is was taken over in 1939 by the US Forest Service, it has been called Gold Camp Road.

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