Buckskin Joe, Colorado, also called Laurette, is a deserted ghost town that once served as the county seat of Park County. This once flourishing mining camp, located about two miles west of Alma, Colorado, got its start in 1859 when a prospector named Mr. Phillips filed a mining claim. However, he didn’t think the claim looked rich, so he soon moved on.
Philliips’ claim was soon taken over by a man named Joseph Higgenbottom, who was known for wearing buckskin clothing. As more miners came to the area, the camp took on the name of “Buckskin Joe.”
Joe Higgenbottom soon traded his workings for a gun and a horse, gave up his water rights to pay a whiskey bill, and left for the mines of the San Juan Mountains.
A short time later, rich claims were discovered in the vicinity and the news of the gold discovery quickly spread. By the spring of 1860, other miners began pouring into the mining camp. Sluice boxes were built and considerable gold was recovered from Buckskin Creek. To crush the soft ore from the load, the old Spanish method of arastras was employed at first, but later a mill was built. By September of 1860, all the claims in the district had been purchased and 2,000 men were working in the area.
The mining camp then blossomed into a town. Despite some attempts to officially name the settlement Laurette, a contraction of the first names of the only two women in the camp — sisters Laura and Jeanette Dodge, it continued to be called Buckskin Joe by most, and the name stuck.
A post office opened in 1861, at which time the town boasted two hotels, 14 stores, and a bank. In August 1861, Horace and Augusta Tabor loaded their supplies, groceries and household merchandise and moved to Buckskin Joe. Their store soon became the area’s most successful. During the next seven years, Horace invested in local mines and became the postmaster. In reality, Augusta ran the post office although she could not legally hold that position. Meanwhile, Horace became increasingly involved in community affairs.
Buckskin Joe had itinerant preachers, the most famous of whom was Father John L Dyer, a Methodist from Ohio whose circuit covered Fairplay, Park City, Buckskin Joe, and Breckenridge. To stretch parishioners’ contributions in the early days, Dyer would prospect when not in the pulpit. As easy placer findings vanished and the cost of staples soared ($40.00 for a bag of flour), Dyer added mail carrying to his church duties. He trekked weekly from Mosquito Gulch and Buckskin Joe over passes to Leadville and Breckenridge. Neither winter nor the absence of improved roads deterred him. Often on skis ten feet long with 30 pounds of mail on his back, Father Dyer would climb through deep snow and wind-swept alpine heights to dispense his earthly and spiritual messages.
In January 1862, the Park County Seat moved from Tarryall, now also a ghost town, to Buckskin Joe.
Though the gold deposits were rich in the area, they mostly played out by 1866. The courthouse building was moved down the valley to the new county seat of Fairplay in 1967. At its zenith, the town of Buckskin Joe sported some 3,000 people, as well as several saloons, gambling halls and traveling minstrel shows. The street was lined with stores, a post office, an assay office, a courthouse, two banks, a newspaper, a mill, and three hotels.
The mining district reportedly produced 16 million dollars in gold from 1859 until the mill closed in 1866. After the mill closed, most of the people left to seek their fortune in other mining camps and towns throughout the Rocky Mountains.
A few stalwarts remained. One was J.P. Stansell, who made a fortune working the leavings of the Phillips Mine long after the others left. Another was Horace Tabor who would later make his fortune in Leadville.
All that is left of the original Buckskin Joe today is the cemetery and its memories. Close inspection of the tombstone dates reveals a cemetery population boom in 1861 and 1862. The cemetery, which is down the road on the right from the site of the old settlement, also reveals the struggles of the miners and settlers. The stone grave of young Thomas Fahey records that on a blustery February day he left his cabin to go to his mine and did not return. His body was found the following June.
Many of the miners were immigrants from Europe. Images of home and echoes of their languages can be seen on some stones. The stones and gravesites with their ornate rails and gates exhibit a craft and workmanship that outlasted the modest cabins and other structures in the town. The town of Alma still uses the cemetery.
The site of old Buckskin Joe is located northwest of Fairplay, Colorado on Highway 9, near the present-day town of Alma, Colorado.
The Legend of Silver Heels
A local hero and legend emerged in Buckskin Joe in 1861 — a dance hall girl named “Silver Heels.” From the day she stepped off the stagecoach at the mining camp, her beauty captivated the entire mining camp. Her real name was never known, for the miners had long since dubbed her “Silver Heels,” perhaps for her dance shoes or her enchanting performances. In any event, the beloved Silver Heels prepared to travel on after a few nightly performances, but when the miners showered her with gifts and begged her to stay, she agreed.
In the winter of 1861, the deadly disease smallpox invaded the mining camp. The epidemic swept through the town and miners and families became very ill, almost overnight. Within a matter of days, the rutted dirt road to the cemetery became lined with the living carrying the dead up the hillside for burial. The citizens of Buckskin Joe sent to Denver for nurses, but none came. All who could help did so, including Silver Heels. Especially Silver Heels.
All through the deadly horror of the smallpox explosion, Silver Heels stayed in cabin after cabin, nursing the sick, caring for the families, burying the dead. By the spring of 1862, the worst was over, at least for the mining camp of Buckskin Joe. In the aftermath, Silver Heels had vanished. The surviving miners searched the entire mountain area. Her cabin was clean, yet she was gone. She had not left by stage or horse. Some say she, herself, had contracted smallpox, leaving her once beautiful face horribly scarred. A few years later, it was said that a heavily veiled woman was seen in the Buckskin Joe cemetery that many thought might have been the missing Silver Heels.