I’ve been blessed to have had the opportunity to travel all across this incredible land. From one sea to the other shining sea, from the Gulf down under to near the Great White North over yonder. I’ve hiked among ancient glaciers and floated down majestic rivers. I’ve trod the barren deserts, and camped among the towering Redwoods. When it comes to American geography and American geology, I’ve seen an exposure or two or three.

But none of these experiences or vistas can compete with a gorgeous late summer day, nestled within the scenic ridges among the Colorado Rockies while panning for gold along a picturesque creek with my son. The Cache Creek panning area is not quite 3 miles off of US 24 (and the Arkansas River) in Granite, Colorado.

Turn west onto County Road 398 (behind the Sage Cafe) and drive approximately 2.05 miles until you come to a hard 90 degree left turn (“Power Line Road”—you can’t miss the straight stretch of power lines) and you will see the Cache Creek sign. Take that left, and continue south for approximately .90 miles and you will see the Cache Creek camping area (no utilities) on the left.

Cache Creek is a tiny, tiny stream about 200-400 yards to the east of the campground. The scenery is amazing, the wildlife is amazing (we saw antelope grazing off to the west along “Power Line Road”), and the variety of quartz along the wide gravel beds around the creek is amazing as well.

The water is shallow, only inches deep, and is less than 2 feet wide at most points (at least during the late summer. Spring snow melt may change things considerably).

Earlier in the day we had stopped at the famous “The Rock Doc” along US 285 in Nathrop, Colorado (MAP). We purchased a gold pan (with riffles), sniffer, collection bottle, and cruised north for fame and treasure. Well, we had a famous time and I will always treasure the memories with my son. We spent the last few hours of usable daylight on the first day, then hit it hard starting about 8 A.M. the following morning. We wrapped around lunch, grabbed a couple of large burgers at the Sage Cafe and headed south.

The ease of access, the beauty of the environment, and the lack of dangerous/deep/rapid waters makes this site ideal for bringing the whole family. My son, 11 years-old at the time, had to be literally dragged away as we left. He wanted just one more shovel-full, one more pan, one more chance to “strike it rich.”

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