Editor:
Now that the elections are over, I see the Blue Creek Ranch (BCR) homeowners have to flap about something. So they come up with a public declaration. I think these “rural” homeowners need to be reminded about a few pertinent facts.
Your beautiful Blue Creek Ranch townhouses were stuck on a beautiful ranch owned by Trudi Peet for many years. It was called St. Finnbar Farm. Trudi loved this piece of property. Then came the golf course just west of her place, and the noisy and traffic bearing school you speak of, and the wealthy rancher who bought up the entire valley. Trudi sold out and moved to Montana. The profit mongers that bought her ranch had to pay for it, so they sold you all a bunch of overpriced townhomes. They even allow their farm hands to run three large 80,000-pound belly-dump tractor trailers out of their ranch. They remain parked their all winter while the drivers live in a trailer. Sounds like industrial to me.
Let’s correct a few facts you are dead wrong about. First, the last time I looked, Blue Creek ran from El Jebel to the east, west through the BCR. I don’t think the Mid-Continent site would affect your water table. I do think your individual septic systems will pollute Blue Creek more than the Mid-Continent site will. And further more Mid-Continent is not a mine, it was an unloading site for the ore trucks coming from Thompson Creek Coal and Coke Corp., up Coal Creek at Redstone. This mine was started by one of the founding fathers of Carbondale — so named because of the transportation of coal from said town.
Now let’s speak about fires. It seems to me that some folks were burning something and it got away. So you tried to make Mr. Gerbaz the scapegoat. It didn’t work. Beside, all it burned was a bunch of useless water gobbling old cottonwoods that can’t even be used for firewood.
Personally I think the whole area was better off before you bunch at BCR, Mayfly Bend and the school showed up. Everyone lived in harmony without your nonsense. Why don’t you all just run it back in the hangar, get in your jet and go east.
James A. Wingers
Aspen