The rail ride after lunch was very much the kind of thing that keeps me happy. We were hauled by WP&YR 99/110/100 in a livery I would not have chosen and I thought unsympathetic with the carriages. The engineering of the route is undeniably spectacular as is, of course, the scenery. I felt guilty though as I became aware that, much though I was enjoying it, a large part of me felt blasé. You see so much on film and TV that it is hard for anything in real life to have true impact. Just in case you are wondering about my aesthetic integrity I can assure you that there are some things which still do (have such an impact). I sat pressed against the side of my carriage and happily looking down with a composure I would not have felt had I been driving the nearby Klondike Highway at similar elevations. The weather was mostly kind and we tarried – confined to the train – for 10 minutes in BC before retracing our tracks to Skagway.
The commentary en-route was useful but one of the two girls providing it as well as selling a resistible DVD had a voice like an angle grinder. Suffice it to say it carried from one end to the other of the carriage without PA.
As a railway enthusiast I enjoyed the manoeuvres at Skagway before finally leaving the train. More photos can be seen in my album at www.johnoram.spaces.live.com the home of my future blogs.
The commentary en-route was useful but one of the two girls providing it as well as selling a resistible DVD had a voice like an angle grinder. Suffice it to say it carried from one end to the other of the carriage without PA.
As a railway enthusiast I enjoyed the manoeuvres at Skagway before finally leaving the train. More photos can be seen in my album at www.johnoram.spaces.live.com the home of my future blogs.
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