Welcome to the companion history blog for the book, Beyond the Land of Gold: The Life & Times of Perry A. Burgess. The blog will include interesting facts and images relating to the Burgess story and publishing news. Perry's path in life crossed some of the most interesting characters of the American West. The Burgess family were pioneers of Missouri, Colorado, Utah and Montana, and played major roles in the early development of communities like Boulder and Steamboat Springs. Through a series of blog posts, we will profile several of Perry's early business partners found in his diaries and other writings. Look for the series Glimpses into Yampa Valley's Past by Routt County historian/story teller David Moran. CLICK on headings or 'more' to expand each entry.

William E. Walton history of Bates Co., Missouri

Tuesday, June 07, 2011
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'Glimpse into Yampa Valley's Past' - Pickle Jars of Water by David Moran

Tuesday, January 04, 2011

Listen to a brief history of William E. Walton and Perry A. Burgess' exploration of Steamboat Springs by historian David Moran. Often mistakenly referred to as William H. Walton by historians, he was actually William E. (Edward) Walton born August 31, 1842 in Cooper County, Missouri. Anyone who has traveled to Steamboat Springs for a ski vacation has noticed the names of Walton and Burgess on numerous street signs, creeks and landmarks. The Walton family history runs deep in American history. William is the great uncle of mega retailer Sam Walton, the founder of Walmart. Furthermore, William's mother's family the Turleys helped raise the young Kit Carson in Boone's Lick Missouri and were closely associated with the pioneer throughout his life. In fact Walton's great uncle Jesse B.Turley and DeWitt Peters were chosen by Carson to write and publish his first autobiography. Read More

William E. Walton: Walton Creek & the History of Steamboat Springs CO

Saturday, November 20, 2010

Imagine trekking through thick deciduous forests, through mountains ranges up to 10,500 feet above sea level, on horseback. Long before stage or train service, even before clear-cut paths existed and in temperatures better suited to fur-covered animals than to humans. You've been riding for days. You're hungry, tired, possibly wet, probably foul-smelling. Your weary eyes struggle to stay open, and then, you see it. There in front of you, as far as the eye can see, is the pristine Yampa Valley and it's natural wonders. Read More