"Country roads, take me home,
To the place, I belong..."
John Denver never came to my hometown, but his lyrics sure do describe the town I grew up in: Elizabeth, Colorado. Nestled among the pine trees on the High Plains of Eastern Colorado, Elizabeth may not have the celebrity appeal of Aspen, Cherry Creek, or Vail, but man it sure does have some character. Looking for an authentic Western rodeo experience? Look no further than Elizabeth's annual summer Stampede, an annual rodeo and country fair that draws genuine cowboys with shiny belt buckles attached to their Wranglers, spurs on their Justin boots and dirt all over their hands. Take a good look around and you will begin to see the charm and appeal of small-town, country life.
To the place, I belong..."
John Denver never came to my hometown, but his lyrics sure do describe the town I grew up in: Elizabeth, Colorado. Nestled among the pine trees on the High Plains of Eastern Colorado, Elizabeth may not have the celebrity appeal of Aspen, Cherry Creek, or Vail, but man it sure does have some character. Looking for an authentic Western rodeo experience? Look no further than Elizabeth's annual summer Stampede, an annual rodeo and country fair that draws genuine cowboys with shiny belt buckles attached to their Wranglers, spurs on their Justin boots and dirt all over their hands. Take a good look around and you will begin to see the charm and appeal of small-town, country life.
