Ghosts, Grit & Central City Adventures: Jen’s Summer of Spirits

If there’s one thing everyone knows about Jen, it’s this: give her a flashlight, a haunted building, and a whisper of a ghost story, and she’s already halfway out the door. Ghost hunting isn’t just a hobby — it’s a calling, a thrill, and a way of honoring the stories that linger long after the lights go out.

From her early days exploring the hidden corners of Colorado’s historic mining towns, to her modern‑day paranormal investigations, Jen has always been drawn to the places where history and mystery overlap. Central City, with its creaking floorboards, Victorian charm, and restless spirits, has become her favorite playground.

Whether she’s chasing cold spots in old hotels, listening for footsteps in abandoned opera houses, or swapping stories with fellow investigators, Jen brings curiosity, respect, and a whole lot of excitement to every hunt. And she’s just getting started.

Stay Tuned — Big Things Are Coming This Summer

This summer, Jen is returning to Central City for a new season of ghostly adventures. Expect:

• Live investigations in historic locations

• Behind‑the‑scenes stories from past Sportinghouse Girls explorations

• Special events for fans of haunted history

• New discoveries from the spirits who still call Central City home

If you love paranormal tales, historic mysteries, and the thrill of the unknown, you’re in the right place. Follow along — the ghosts of Central City have a lot to say, and Jen is ready to listen.

💃 Lou Bunch Day: Where History Gets Saucy

Every June, Central City throws off its corset strings and kicks up its heels for Lou Bunch Day — a raucous, rollicking celebration of the town’s wild past and wilder women. And for me, it’s not just a festival… it’s homecoming with sequins.

Years ago, I was lucky enough to be invited into the legendary troupe known as The Sporting House Girls — a dazzling, half-tipsy, full-hearted ensemble of women who danced, sang, flirted, and occasionally flashed a little historical authenticity (oops!) on Main Street. We embodied the spirit of the 1800s “ladies of the evening” — the ones who kept the miners warm, the gamblers entertained, and the dandy dans guessing.

We were every flavor of fabulous: red-lipped, feathered, corseted, and unapologetically loud. We twirled in bloomers, toasted with whiskey, and winked at the crowd like we’d stepped straight out of a sepia-toned saloon photo.

But time, modesty, and a touch of censorship ushered in a new era. The original Sporting House Girls hung up their garters and passed the torch to a new generation of dancers — still bold, still beautiful, and still keeping the spirit alive.

Now, Lou Bunch Day is a blend of nostalgia and new magic. The hats are taller, the skirts are swishier, and the laughter still echoes off the old brick walls. I’ll be there in June 2026, boots polished, heart open, ready to celebrate the wild women who came before — and the wild ones still dancing.