I decided to take the White Summit Pass Railway trip even though it wasn’t the best day for it. It was overcast and when we got high enough a lot of the viewpoints disappeared behind clouds.
However most of the train ride was pretty spectacular as we followed the White Pass Trail right to the summit and the border of Canada and the US. It was hard getting a lot of pictures as the train was constantly moving and no matter how much I asked they wouldn’t back up for me. I guess I’ve lost my charm.
The White Pass like the Chilkoot Trail was a nightmare and I just can’t imagine making that climb as many as 40 times. In the winter no less. You can see from the train where the old trail snaked through the mountains and it was only a couple of feet wide in some places. If you stepped off the trail for any reason it could be hours before you could get back into line because it so busy.
I walked around town for a short while after the train returned and then headed back to the camper. We had supper, played some crib and called it a night.
Thursday was moving day. We had reservations on the 11.15AM ferry and had to be there 2 hours prior. The trip was pretty uneventful as the waters were calm and there weren’t any animal sightings that we could identify. So we just sat back and enjoyed the scenery as it slid past. Occasionally one of us would jump up to run outside a get a picture.
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The Rod man. Hope you guys are doing well. Miss you.
Richard Smith
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