Author Jill Haymaker’s Peaktop Dude Ranch — Fact or Fiction?

by Jill Haymaker

Thanks for having me, Karen. Today I’m going to talk about my Peaktop Dude Ranch series. The comment I get most often from readers of this series is “I want to vacation at Peaktop Dude Ranch. Is it a real place?”

peaktop dude ranch–Is it real?

The short answer is no. Sorry, but Peaktop Dude Ranch is not real. Neither is Peakview County where the ranch is located or the two nearby towns of Peakview and Aspen Ridge, which are other series I’ve written.

A little history

Having said that, Peaktop Dude Ranch is based on my extensive experiences of both staying as a guest and working on dude ranches in Colorado, Wyoming, and Montana. My love for dude ranches started when I was five years old, and my parents took our family to a Colorado dude ranch where I got my first experience of riding a horse.

Dude Ranch

I still remember that small, black and white horse named Little Joe (those of you who are old enough to remember “Bonanza” will understand the name). Anyway, we continued to vacation at a different dude ranch each summer until I was thirteen. That’s when we found Lost Valley Ranch near Deckers, Colorado. We loved it so much that we vacationed there as a family for the next six years, and later I worked there for three years. I always refer to it as “my happy place.”

Beautiful Memories

In my adult life, I have spent many weekends in the spring and fall there with my kids and grandkids. Four generations of my family have now fallen in love with the dude ranch

The inspiration behind the ranch

Peaktop Dude Ranch is based on my personal experiences at Lost Valley and other dude ranches. You can be sure that when you read my books, they authentically portray a dude ranch. Several of the books in all three of my Colorado series have covers that were taken at Lost Valley Ranch. In my Peaktop Dude Ranch series, the corral in the background of Peaktop Dude Ranch Homecoming is the actual corral and some of the wranglers at Lost Valley.

the fires

In the fall of 2020, when Fort Collins, where I live, was blanketed in smoke and ash from the Cameron Peak wildfire, I was inspired to write a romance including a Colorado wildfire, so Peaktop Dude Ranch Aflame was born. Click on the title to check it out.

Lost Valley Ranch was actually in the middle of the Hayman Fire, one of the largest wildfires in Colorado history in 2002.

As a result of thousands of people praying for the ranch worldwide, a thirty foot wall of flames that roared through the canyon and came within a mile of the ranch shifted and went around the ranch, burning all the surrounding hillsides, but not a single building of the ranch. (If you ever doubt the power of prayer, all you have to do is look at the photos from after the fire).

Colorado Fires

The fire at Peaktop Dude Ranch is loosely based on that. The photo on the cover of the book is an actual photo taken by firefighters right outside of the Lost Valley ranch house after everyone had been evacuated.

If you read my series and want to vacation at a real dude ranch, you can go the Dude Ranch Association website and connect with hundreds of dude ranches spread throughout the western United States. It is a truly magical vacation if you want to ride horses and pretend to be a cowboy or cowgirl for a few days.

(c) 2022 Jill Haymaker

Currently she is busy writing a Montana Pines Series, set in western Montana. She also has had several short stories published by Chicken Soup for the Soul, the most recent in the book my Hilarious, Heroic, Human Dog.

Jill Haymaker was born and raised in Indiana and Ohio. After high school, and college she moved to Fort Collins, Colorado. She practiced family law in Fort Collins for over 20 years before closing her law office to become a full-time author. She has three grown children, a son and two daughters. She also has six granddaughters and one grandson.

When not writing, Jill enjoys the Colorado mountains, horseback riding, gardening, long walks with her Toy Australian Shepherd, Merlin, and spending time with her children and grandchildren. She enjoys their numerous sporting events. She is also an avid football and basketball fan and can be found on weekends cheering on her favorite teams. She has a passion for working with high school youth, she serves as a mentor to at-risk youth, is a youth group leader at her church, coaches a high school mock trial team, and is a volunteer at cross country and track meets. She loves to hear from readers. Feel free to email her at jillhaymaker@aol.com or follow her website and blog at www.jillhaymaker.com

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THE OTHER SIDE OF THE PANDEMIC – Part 3

by Jane M. Choate

Now that we’ve looked at what I am doing, let’s examine what I’m not doing.  Have those things, too, helped revitalize my writing?  Maybe.  So what am I spending less time doing?

Cleaning

I’m spending less time cleaning house.  No, I haven’t let the house be condemned by the Board of Health, but I’m realizing more of what is important … and what’s not. Spending less time cleaning house has been great.  Not only do I have more energy and time for life’s important moments, I also haven’t experienced any noticeable change in lifestyle.  Post-pandemic, the house isn’t perfectly clean; that’s a given. 

Cleaning House

But neither was it perfectly clean pre-pandemic.  I was scrubbing, dusting, vacuuming, etc., all for a false sense of self-worth.  Now, I work to keep the house comfortable and semi-decent.  My happiness level shot up, as did my time to daydream about the next book or noodle around with ideas for trying a different genre.

Accumulating

I’m spending less time accumulating more things. Spending less time in accumulation is just practical.  Having a bunch of things means more dusting those things, more re-arranging those things, more trying to find room for those things.  My time is much better spent playing with grandchildren and writing.

worrying

  • I’m spending less time worrying over if I will sell more books. I will do my best in my writing, but I’m not going to obsess over it. Using less emotional energy to worry over if I’ll ever sell another book gives me the courage to take risks in my writing.  Could I add a more in-depth scene to my latest book and would the editor like it?  We’ll see.
Selling More Books
  • I’m spending less time worrying over what others think of me. Spending less time on this has been infinitely freeing.  (How else could I carry off having blue hair for over two years?)  In my seventies now, I realized I had spent far too much of my life anguishing over what others thought of me.  No more.

FINALLY

I have no presumption that what works for me will work for you.  These are just a few of the things I am doing differently now.  Whether they make me a better writer is yet to be seen, but they are making me a better person.

What works for you?

Jane M. Choate dreamed of writing since she was a little girl and entertained her friends with made-up stories about them.  She postponed her dream of writing to get married and have children.  On one particularly hard day when it seemed all she had done was to clean toilets (she had two small boys at the time), she wrote a short story and sent it in to a magazine on a whim.  To her surprise and delight, it was accepted. 

Jane now writes for Love Inspired Suspense where she combines romance, danger, and faith. Jane is the mother of five children, grandmother to ten grandchildren, and great-grandmother to one adorable baby girl. When she is not writing, she can be found trying to keep up with her grandchildren. (The operative word there is “trying.”)

You won’t want to miss Jane’s latest release–Rocky Mountain Vendetta–A must read that spent 2 weeks on the Publishers Weekly Bestseller List!

(c) 2022 by Jane M. Choate

Search Beyond Lies: Its Inspiration

Search Beyond Lies, Book One in the Search & Recovery Series

Search Beyond Lies is a work of fiction, but it was inspired by true events. What follows is the tribute I wrote at the time to Brian Joseph Perri, J.C. Fischer, and Kimo McEwen.

An Inspiring Rare Friendship

An inspiring rare friendship is contagious. If you have two people you can call “friend” during your lifetime, you have a rare gift. Most of us have what amounts to as acquaintances. Yes, we may have a good time and periodically help each other professionally or personally, but what if your friend went missing? To what extent would you put your world on hold and jeopardize your safety, well-being, and your own life to find that friend? What I witnessed were two such friends when they discovered their friend went missing…

The Defense

My son, J.C., defended his master’s thesis on Thursday, July 5, 2018 at 8:00 a.m. Brian, a friend of his from the program, promised to attend, but he was absent. When it became clear that no one had seen him since the Friday before, a Missing Person’s Report was filed. It was the Fourth of July week and not unusual for someone to be gone … until he was expected.

Mount Meeker, Rocky Mountain National Park, Brian Perri
Mount Meeker

Brian Joseph Perri, a former special operations-trained paratrooper, usually went hiking alone. A graduate of the Survival, Evasion, Resistance, and Escape (SERE) training program, he was trained, tortured, and dropped without any provision into unknown territory and passed with flying colors. He was an avid hiker and fell in love with the Colorado Rockies, successfully summiting several fourteeners. Mount Meeker, one of the most dangerous mountains in the Rocky Mountain National Park, beaconed him. At 10:00 a.m. on Saturday, June 30, 2018, he reached the summit and sent a selfie to someone who asked to be picked up from the airport. M

Missing

Brian’s car was found at the trailhead of Mount Meeker that night, and on Friday, the search began. Kimo, Brian’s former army roommate from special operations flew in from Maine to help J.C. find their friend. Although neither were mountain hikers (this was Kimo’s first visit to the Colorado Rockies), they were bound and determined to find their friend and bring him down from the mountain. P

Park Rangers

The park rangers did their part and sent up the Alpine Team to repel down the cliff side of Mount Meeker along with others who searched the terrain. Twenty-two square miles of rough terrain is no easy task. Helicopters and canine units were used. At this time, there were fires in Colorado, and on Sunday, the helicopters had to be diverted from their search. Not to be deterred, the rangers got permission to use a drone—the first ever used in the Rocky Mountain National Park.V

volunteers

J.C. and Kimo never gave up, searching every day possible for their friend. Priscilla Jane Kurtz Williams, unable to hike because of ankle surgery, set up a social media presence and a GoFundMe account to help with the search. Jordie, Kimo’s wife, gave him the blessing to go to Colorado to aid the search while she held down the fort with their 3 children. She also helped with research, social media, and outreach. Brian was very close to his sister, Becky, who handled what she could from New York and was the family contact.

J.C. & Kimo searching for Brian Perri — Mount Meeker

All of their efforts brought in many volunteers; some of the rangers even continued their search on their day off after searching for 5 straight days. One week turned into two. Still, there was hope—Brian was a survivor.

Fox 31 News followed J.C. and Kimo up (and the camera man took a vacation day to return the next day without his camera to help search). They quoted J.C. in the title of their story: “I will not let this mountain be my friend’s grave.” Friends continue search for the missing hiker.

found

Four weeks to the day that Brian summited Mount Meeker, the park rangers responded to a visitor’s GPS tracking device, which denoted a sign of distress. J.C. and Kimo saw them going up the mountain as they were coming down one last time—after hiking more than 200 miles within 3 weeks, their bodies were too broken to continue. Despite the approaching storm, the park rangers hiked up, and in their search for the injured hiker, they found Brian. Park officials believe he fell 25 to 40 feet and died instantly. It was the cliff side with very dangerous rocks and crevices.

“Why did so many who never knew Brian come?” my son asked a number of these volunteers, because he was so overwhelmed with the support of strangers. Over and over he was told that they were inspired by this rare friendship. It was J.C. and Kimo’s care, concern, persistence, loyalty, and dedication to finding their friend that exemplified true friendship—and that is a contagious type of friendship. So few people experience such a friendship; Brian was blessed with two such friends. Brian impacted the lives of many people both directly and indirectly, and his legacy and gifts will live on through these people—paying it forward throughout each life. Rest in peace, Brian—you were loved.

(c) 2018 Karen VDH Fischer